El and Jo......half sisters. Lyl Bekerson......dynamite that blows up everything in its way What do you get when you mix up a pot full of cockiness and feistiness..... A third world war Find out in this humorous story. "In this world - somebody once said - you get to choose who has your heart," he whispered eyes never losing contact with hers. "In that case, even if you'd pour your poor heart to the entire world for free no one would take it," her tone was as sour as verjuice and each word shred his heart a little bit more. He sighed "You know why? Because nobody wants a sorry excuse for a heart meant to be held. one wants someone as annoying and as inconsiderate as you -," she exhaled the much needed air she suddenly felt deprived of, -" have you ever for a second thought to yourself that hey will what I'm doing hurt anyone? And if you have the answer would probably be something as stupid as naah...they'll probably get over it. What you don't know is that some things leave fucking permanent scars!" She yelled so hard it rattled in his ears. The tap sound of her boots sounded as she walked away. And he felt as though a fraction of his heart had gone with her. ___________ That's an excerpt from my new story ,which I plan on making as incredible as possible if I get time. Anyway you'll have to be patient with me on this one. Grammatical errors are bound to happen so feel free to correct me decently if you happen to see any. //.JK.//All Rights Reserved