Disclaimer: When I get a life and stop watching BryanStars ((Excuse me, BryanStarzzzz* )) interviews at 8:30 at night.
Ace of Spades: Chapter 4
Allen P.O.V.
I lay back down on the couch and take in my surroundings. The couch I am on is pressed against a wall with a small table in front of it, covered in cup marks and a few playing cards splayed across its surface, just begging to be played. I reach out and grab one, flipping it and finding it to be an Ace of Hearts. The heart is red with a smaller black one in the middle of it; it is framed by intricate swirls and designs of chains and thorns.
It reminds me of Lavi and how his heart is locked away and nobody can get to it. "Lavi…" I whisper his name and run my fingers over the heart, slowly. My stomach flutters, making the longing to see the red-head grow. I can almost see him just grinning at me as I eat and slapping my hand away as I go to steal a piece of food from him.
My memory is broken by the creek of a door opening. A man in a dark fancy suit and a fedora stands in the doorway. The crosses connected together stretched across his forehead show that he is his Noah-self. ((Whatever that means…))
"Tyki…" I growl, angered because he was the one that got me ere in the first place. "You're just like that red-head…" He mumbles, peaking my interest. "Red-head?" I ask, hopefully. "Do you want some food?" He asks, ignoring my question completely, causing my face to fall. "No. I'm not hungry." I mumble, although it's a lie and my stomach growls at the thought of food. He smirks at me before turning and leaving the room.
A/N:
Hey you,
Yeah you,
No, not them,
You, right there.
Will you be my valentine?
~K CrimsonStainedLily