Do you know what I would do right now if you weren't busy? I would have us be alone for the afternoon. Do you know what I would do if you weren't so busy with Rue? I would tell you to walk to the empty rehearsal room, and I would soon follow.

I can see her fingers holding your chin tightly, forcing your eyes into her's. You can't say no to her, because she has asked for you. If it were up to me I would tell her the truth. I would tell her the truth, and then take you away.

She commands you with her stare to follow her. And you follow her. The two of you disappear behind the thick trees, because it is her time right now. If you weren't the way you are, I would tell her that you didn't want to be with her at the moment. You would rather be with me, in that empty rehearsal room at the end of the hall.

If it were up to me, I wouldn't have to share you with Rue. I wouldn't have to share you with the whole world, the whole world that loves and adores you almost as much as I. Do you know what I would do if I didn't have to share you right now? I would do what we always do, but you don't remember. You don't think about the things I do for you, because you don't think of anything, and you never will. Just the way me and Rue like it.

If you weren't with her right now, you would already be in that empty rehearsal room. Right now I would be creeping up behind you, you hearing me but not noticing. My hands would find their usual place on your shoulders, sliding down and caressing your arms and chest. You would lean into my touch, because your body likes it. When I start kissing your jaw from behind you would close your eyes in pleasure, as vulnerable as you always are. All of a sudden, I would grab your wrists and turn you around so you are facing me. I have stopped being gentle with you and push you into the wall behind you. I slowly close in the space between us and lean in for a kiss.

I wonder if Rue has ever done anything like this to you. If so, you would never tell me, because everything is so insignificant for you. But, if it had slipped off your tongue, I would clench my fists and glare at you. I would start yelling at you, demanding how she had been. Was her touch as rough as mine? Were her lips as soft as mine? Would she press her body into your's and make you moan like I would? You wouldn't remember it, of course, and so I would probably demonstrate for you.

I would force your face up by your chin to look at me as I kissed you. My jaw would move to coax your mouth open, and then I would lightly touch your lips with my tongue. You wouldn't react at all, because you never do, but I would continue to move my tongue around, feeling and tasting every corner of your mouth. Your body would start shaking, and I would pull my mouth away to breathe. As I let you take in gulps of air I would caress your body with my hand. I would brush over your chest plates, tracing a finger over your collarbone and nipple. I wouldn't expect your heart to start beating, because you don't have one, and instead move along to feel all the other curves and textures of your body. When you had caught your breath I would kiss you again. Harder, this time.

If you weren't so busy right now, we would be all alone. No Rue, no emotions, nothing but you and me in our own little world. That is the best place to be for you and for me. We don't need any stupid girl confusing your mind and asking you to feel things for her. You can stay here with me in our own little world forever.

But, as I notice how your lips never warm up while I kiss you, I start to wonder how long I can keep you in this world.