He did not have a heart anymore. He knew that. So why was he continuing? What would he gain from this confrontation? Trip did not know, he just knew it was necessary. He pulled his speeder up to his old academy, a place he knew all too well. She was waiting. Funny. Trip never even bothered to tell her he was coming; she had been ignoring him anyway. His heart jumped, or it would have jumped if it had been what it once was. What Trip had left was barely recognizable as a heart would be tested here to maintain his regular bodily functions. He already asked a lot from his body between his Jedi training and his athletic training. Now he was asking it to hold on one last time.
"Do you wanna talk or not?" she said hesitantly.
"Do I?" Trip said incredulous, "We should go in there." He motioned to an empty room.
"Ok but I'm tired so I'm going to sit down," her expression was ice cold. Trip remained standing. He took a passive stance, one that blocked the door from intruders. Her head was rested on one of the other durasteel doors. They were the special kind, built to see out, but not to see in.
"Do you want to start or should I?"
"I will. Why didn't you move out?"
"Because my father said I couldn't," Trip responded bluntly.
"Oh. I'm so-"
"You know your boyfriend who is so superior to me?" Trip, cutting her off, was relentless now. "He came at me incorrect. This is something you should fix before it gets out of hand."
"He isn't supposed to do that!" she began to signal him on the comlink.
"Save it. All I have to do to him is…." He began to use the force to crush the door next to her head, imagining it was the boy's head. His rage was furry. He punched the crumpled remains twenty five yards, and his hand began to bleed. He kicked another door; it came straight off the hinges. She didn't
move; she knew he wouldn't hit her. His breathing heavy he hoarsely asked, "Why have you been ignoring me?"
"Because you are supposed to be gone."
"But I'm not. Wait. Let me get this straight. You thought by ignoring me, you were doing me a favor?"
"Yes." His heart broke for the last time. This time, there was no more. There was nothing left. There was only pain. Extreme pain. So much pain he wanted to cry. He wanted to fall at her feet like a defeated giant. He wanted to take her hand and tell her that no matter what she had done to him, he would now, and always love her. Instead, he simply replied,
"I'm sorry you thought that." He turned on a heel, lengthened his already purposefully stride, and got in his speeder.
Later that night while trip was at his datapad he signed on the holonet to talk to his cousin. There was a headline on his home page. It was her, telling her boyfriend that she loved him. She told Trip she never said that to anybody but him. She had told him that she would never say that to any of her boyfriends unless she really thought she meant it. The darkness that had now taken a hold of Trip would take a long time to clear away…………….