Chapter 19
Seifer: I told you before, Quistis. Don't go looking inside my head. You won't like what you find.
Quistis: And what would I find in your heart?
She softly asked as she closed the distance between them.
Seifer: That I haven't got one.
Quistis: Don't say that. I know it isn't true. You went out of your way to help me the night of the ceremony.
Seifer: Don't make me out to be some hero, I get paid for what I do.
Quistis: Is that what you tell yourself, Seifer? You're a liar.
Seifer: I'm a devil, not a saint, and whatever heart I might have had once got ripped out by the roots a long time ago. Quistis said nothing, but lifted a hand and splayed it across his chest, her fingers small and white against the black of his shirt. Her eyes locked on his as they both felt the frantic pounding behind his ribs, the evidence that shattered his lie more than any words could have.
Seifer: I don't give a rat's ass if you don't believe it. I didn't come here to get analyzed; I came to get laid.
Quistis shrugged and headed for the door. She opened the door and looked at Seifer.
Quistis: Goodnight.
Seifer: gave a snarl of frustration and rage. He stormed out of her room and to his room. Quistis closed her door and heard Seifer slam his shut.
Seifer: I told you before, Quistis. Don't go looking inside my head. You won't like what you find.
Quistis: And what would I find in your heart?
She softly asked as she closed the distance between them.
Seifer: That I haven't got one.
Quistis: Don't say that. I know it isn't true. You went out of your way to help me the night of the ceremony.
Seifer: Don't make me out to be some hero, I get paid for what I do.
Quistis: Is that what you tell yourself, Seifer? You're a liar.
Seifer: I'm a devil, not a saint, and whatever heart I might have had once got ripped out by the roots a long time ago. Quistis said nothing, but lifted a hand and splayed it across his chest, her fingers small and white against the black of his shirt. Her eyes locked on his as they both felt the frantic pounding behind his ribs, the evidence that shattered his lie more than any words could have.
Seifer: I don't give a rat's ass if you don't believe it. I didn't come here to get analyzed; I came to get laid.
Quistis shrugged and headed for the door. She opened the door and looked at Seifer.
Quistis: Goodnight.
Seifer: gave a snarl of frustration and rage. He stormed out of her room and to his room. Quistis closed her door and heard Seifer slam his shut.
