just a little drable I came up with when I was sms'ing with some friends. It has some spelling errors in it. Please don't rate for the spelling but fr the story-line

Rippedhearts

She doubted about it. Guys, they were the most idiot people in the world. By tricks they want to give you clues, Clues you don't understand or that you can't take serious. Because really, they think that you will declare your love by telephone or e-mail while you don't know if it is a trick. Giving your hart away to someone is something precious, didn't they understand that? It wasn't like saying you like a certain candy bar or something. No, this was deeper, warmer, sometimes better, BUT only if the feeling is returned. If not then it's like your hart is ripped out of your chest leaving only an empty space behind.

First she had thought that it was only a matter of speaking. Love didn't excise. Science had everything figured out. Rodney McKay and House could confirm that. Well, it was true; she was in the real world now. The cold and harsh world were people kept their thoughts to themselves and where many people hearts were ripped out of peoples chests. She wasn't ready for that, not now, not again.

She stared to her cell phone with the text message on it. Like she was going to tell him anything, just imagine! He would laugh. It was just one of his jokes. She would bet on that. All in, just like when you played poker. It was a bluff, all of it. She wasn't a fool and she wouldn't be tricked. She would win this one.

People had laughed enough with her through the years and she was sick of it, all of it: The bullies, the painful comments, the fake relationship thing and most of all the laughing. She had had enough of it and she had learned how to react, how she could be smarter then all the others. She even learned how to ignore every feeling she had, every one of them except for hatred. It was like a fire inside of her. It led her through the rough times. The situation had gotten better but only by mistrusting everyone, by getting scared of all people and their intentions. As time passed she had learn to trust some people who guided her trough all of the rough times. It was better now, better then it ever had been. BUT one wrong message, one wrong comment, one wrong move and she would be back at square one. That was not going to happen.

Now there was another lie, at least that was what she thought, and people would laugh again. She couldn't handle that. She had heard enough of those laughs. They still haunted her from the last time. She had nightmare about them, ending in waking up in terror.

Still she just couldn't get the message out of her head. It was like it was calling out to her, begging her to answer, shouting for attention. She could only stare to it. She had no clue about what to do. She had to answer, but what?

Suddenly she got an idea, an idea that could have come from house himself. She typed something and putted the cell away, knowing that in the evening she would get an answer on msn. Enough time to think about.

If someone had seen the message then they would smiled. It was so simple yet so genius:

'Come online around 7 o'clock. Maybe you get your answers then, else come and speak to me directly. Greets Easia.'

Yes, now she would have enough time to think. If she had no answer tonight then she wouldn't be online. Then he had to come to her and she would see if it was real or not.

"I can see in your eyes what's on your mind" she sang on her way to home.

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reviews please?

(ps: the song she sings is real, it's from within temptation)