My Short Master

...So Why Does My Heart?

The night grows cool as I walk down the darkened streets. My body aches and I can hardly move anymore. I decide to rest in an abandoned shop, there's no way I can make it to our hang out. My breathing becomes very quick yet heavy, with this I curl into a corner and fall asleep.

I open my eyes and see most of the shop lit by the sun's rays. As I sit myself up I feel a sharp pain in my head. The real question is why. Why do I hurt so much? Why was that man kind? Why don't I remember? Why do I feel like something is missing? I shove all those thoughts from my head and lift myself on to my feet. My body is still extremely sore, but I'm hungry. I basically drag myself to a food stand and lazily grab a few apples. As I take a bite I look up, right into a lady's eyes. Oddly enough, she just smiled at me. Did she not realize I just stole from her stand?

She says, "You look like you're in pretty bad shape." I hesitate, but end up nodding slowly. "You know, Levi's running around town looking for you."

I ask her, "Who's Levi?" Her happy face suddenly turns to one of shock.

She states, "You can't be serious." I just look her in the eyes, she gets the point. "How? Everyone kn-" She stops talking as I grab my head. A wave of pain washes over me causing me to whimper. Her eyes soften and she says, "Amnesia."

"I... I think so." My stomach growls and I'm brought back to my senses. I pull the apples close to my chest and run off. The lady never called out after me. I knew she wouldn't, she's pure blooded human. I'm just a poor mutt begging at her all mighty feet. Humans disgust me, not one of them would ever truly care for a halfblood. It would be a cold day in hell before a pure blood would ever love a halfblood. I know not to get my hopes up, so why won't my heart stop trusting them. The more I think about it, the more I feel as though I'm lost and empty. As I run down the street my chest tightens. It's as though the more I run the more my heart aches, but my brain tells me that can't be. My brain is more trustworthy than my heart, I think. I realize the sun is already hanging low in the afternoon sky, I frantically look for a place to sleep. I've been awake for about two hours and yet I'm already exhausted. My body's too damaged, I'm sleeping all the time and can barely move. So, I lay down in an alley with a few other halfbloods I don't know. But I don't care about anything at this point, so I drift to sleep. Just before I fall asleep I feel a pang in my chest, a horrible pain in my heart.

My body hurts, so why does my heart?