" Would you die for me?"
"No." There was the pause. The pause that kept me on the edge. The pause that might change the rest of everything. "No, but I would for us."
There was the confusing words. The words that were out of this world poetic, but had no meaning in them, or perhaps it was because he simply couldn't find them.
The meaning in his words. The meaning in this? What was even 'this'?
They never put a name to it. She wasn't his girlfriend? God, no. Perhaps they were friends? His face naturally screwed up at that thought. Secret friends. Ahh, maybe…
"Would you die for me?" She turned the tables around.
It took him a split second to reply, "No."
He wouldn't; He wouldn't die for anyone.
She knew that and he knew that too. Why was she even asking?
"No, but I would kill for you." He whispered without a pause.