Pretty Girl, a fullmetal alchemist fanfic

I smiled, looking at a photo of Colonel Mustang and I. We'd been dating for quite a while now. We were pretty happy together, except for the occasional fights. One can only deal with Roy's large ego for so long before telling him to keep it to himself…

A knock at the door disturbed me from my thoughts. I got up to answer it. Standing there was Lieutenant Havoc.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Colonel Mustang would like to see you," He said. I nodded , thanking him for the message. We left the room, and he led me to Roy's office, then he left.

"Roy?" I stepped into the room.

Pretty girl is suffering while he confesses everything.
Pretty soon she'll figure out what his intentions were about

"Riza… I have something to tell you." He said quietly, his chair turned away from me.

"Yes, what is it?" I stepped farter into the room.

Roy sighed, he seemed very reluctant to tell me. "We have to break up."

"What..?" I could already feel the hot tears building up in my eyes. Roy couldn't leave me, I needed him, I I loved /I him.

And that's what you get for falling again;
you can never get him out of your head.

"I never meant…for us to get this far.." He chose his words carefully, and took his time saying them. "All I wanted…was to have a little fun.. Obviously, it went farther than that. I apologize for taking this long to tell you…" His back was still turned to me, as if he was afraid to look me in the eye.

Tears were falling down my cheeks rapidly now. So, I was used this entire time?

"You're a bastard, Roy Mustang. You're a bastard…" I growled, choking back my tears as I spoke. I heard him sigh.

"I know, Riza, I know… And again, I apologize."

"No. Save your damn apologies for someone else. I hope you burn in Hell." And with that I stormed out of the room, and walked back into my office, slamming the door.

And that's what you get for falling again;
you can never get him out of your head.

"Damn you!" I shouted, throwing the photo of Roy and I against the wall. "What the hell did I ever do to deserve this, Roy? Tell me, dammit! What the hell did I do!" I fell to the floor, sobbing. I didn't care if people could hear me in the other offices, I couldn't stop. Couldn't he see I loved him? Couldn't he see I needed him? Oh, he probably saw. He just didn't care. He probably found it funny that I was sitting here crying my eyes out over him.

It's the way that he makes you feel.
It's the way that he kisses you.
It's the way that he makes you fall in love.

I could still feel his lips on mine from earlier that day. I never wanted that kiss to end. I never wanted us to end. But I guess there never really was an "us," now was there? There was a Roy, playing with a Riza's heart. But never an "us."

I wonder if he just woke up one morning and said, "I'm going to play with Riza's heart today. I'll make her fall in love with me, then I'll dump her and tell her I was only using her." I wouldn't doubt it, coming from him.

She's beautiful as usual with bruises on her ego and
The killer instinct tells her to be aware of evil men.

I'll never fall for something like that again. If that means never being in a relationship again, then fine, I won't be in one. But I refuse to be hurt like that again. But I still can't believe I'm that easy to play, that easy to break.

I sighed, beginning to pick up the glass that broke when I threw the photograph. I dropped the broken shards in the trash and sat down at my desk, staring blankly at the wall. I took a sip of my coffee, still just staring at the wall. An image of Roy's face flashed in my mind. That beautiful face, stunning eyes, and that conceited smirk of his… I closed my eyes and clenched my hand with the coffee cup in it, shattering the cup. Glass shards went everywhere, and cut my hand too…

"Dammit… I have to stop thinking about him." I said to myself, as I scrambled to get a towel or something to wrap my hand in.

And that's what you get for falling again;
you can never get him out of your head.
And that's what you get for falling again;
you can never get him out of your head.

It's the way that he makes you feel.
It's the way that he kisses you.
It's the way that he makes you fall in love.

"I have got to get over him…" I sighed, getting over a man like Roy Mustang would be hard to do. Sure, he was conceited jerk. But he was a gorgeous conceited jerk. One that just would not leave my mind. One whose face keeps appearing in my head. One whose voice I keep hearing, even when no one is there. I think I'm going insane. Roy and I have been broken up for fifteen minutes and I'm already starting to hear him, see him, feel him…and he's not here.

"Damn you, Riza, snap out of it!" I cursed to myself, as a few tears slid down my face. "Roy doesn't love you, he never did, get over it."

Pretty girl... Pretty girl...

Pretty girl is suffering while he confesses everything.
Pretty soon she'll figure out: you can never get him out of your head.

"I can't get him out of my head… I just can't forget this man… He's just too…amazing." Though he did hurt me, he was amazing. He's a great alchemist, and a great person…when he wants to be. He's brave and he's smart. He's everything I want and more… He's just way out of my league. He's only looking for a play-thing, not an actual relationship. I guess it's true, Roy Mustang is void of any human emotion.

It's the way that he makes you cry.
It's the way that he's in your mind.
It's the way that he makes you fall in love.

"No… I won't forget this man…" I decided. "Everyone else will…"

I walked out of my office, heading towards Roy's office. I knocked, and he told me to come in.

"Um, Roy?"

"It's.. Colonel Mustang, now, Lieutenant." Roy said, his chair now turned to his desk, as he sat doing his paperwork.

"Yes, Colonel Mustang… I'd like to discuss some…things with you."

"What is it, Lieutenant?" He sighed, setting another paper aside, and never raising his eyes.

"Look at me, Roy Mustang. I want to be the last thing you see before you die."

"Excuse me, Riza?" He looked up. Pointed right at him was my gun, only a foot from his face. "What the hell are you doing!"

"If I can't have you, no one can." And with that I pulled the trigger. "Goodbye, Colonel Roy Mustang…"

It's the way that he makes you feel.
It's the way that he kisses you.
It's the way that he makes you fall in love…