Chapter 7:

Do You Love Me?

It's been two days and Mirielle has not woken up making Ed a bit nervous.

"C'mon Mirielle...Wake up...Please...I've only got three days left...Please..."

Mirielle's hand began to twitch a little catching Ed's attention. She began to move around and Ed watched her closely. Soon after moving around Mirielle finally opened her eyes. Ed smiled and gazed at her happily.

"Hey there...Welcome back." "Ed...ward?" "Yeah it's me..."

Mirielle smiled and slowly sat up.

"Are you sure you should be moving?" "I'm fine...It doesn't hurt much..." "Mirielle...?Do you, hate me?"

Mirielle was shocked realizing that she had gotten into an arguement with him. She looked at him sincerely and spoke.

"I'm sorry I left that impression with you Edward. I don't hate you...in fact...when I was sleeping I could hear your voice. It made me happy that you would stay by my side all this time." "So you don't hate me?" "Not at all...But..." "But what?" "I have something to ask you..." "What is it?" "I thank you for watching over me and being honest but I need to know before you leave...Edward, do you love me?"

Ed was shocked and almost speechless.

"Mirielle I...I don't understand." "It's a simple question Edward..." "But I can't-" "Answer me Ed..."

Mirielle's looked down her bangs shadowing her eyes as tears formed slowly.

"Do you love me or don't you...?"

Ed sat there silently and didn't even bother to look at Mirielle.

"So that's how it is huh? Tell a girl you need her while she's down but when she recovers it's a completely different story." "Mirielle-" "Just go...There's no need to explain..."

Ed sighed as he stood up and left. Mirielle sat there quietly and tears ran down her face. Soon the day came and the house order was restored. Al noticed that Mirielle would rarely come out of her room as the day took it's course but before he could go and visit her Armstrong stopped him.

"Leave the girl by herself for now..." "But-" "No buts Alphonse...She made her decision so we need to let her be until she's ready." "Ok..." "Trust me Alphonse...She'll come out."

"Excuse me."said a voice.

Al and Armstrong turned around to see a stunning young man carrying a backpack that looked like he could be famous standing there.

"My name is John Marshall, I came here to visit Miss.Mirielle Hartwood."

Armstrong gave John a funny look at first then escorted him to Mirielle's room. He knocked on the door and spoke.

"Miss.Hartwood, you have a visitor."

Mirielle opened the door and was shocked to see John. Armstrong looked back and forth at the two then left them to be alone. John walked into Mirielle's room once gestured to come in.

"So...What brings you here?" "I heard you'd been in an accident so I came as soon as I could." "Well...As you can I'm alright." "Yes, I can see that, and I'm very glad."

The two trailed off in conversation and talked for the rest of the day. It was now dark in the hall and no one was around. Mirielle grabbed John by the wrist and took him down the hall to a secret room.

"You still haven't demolished this old room." "No...It's too special. We used to hangout in this room as children remember?" "Yeah..."

Mirielle locked the door then took a seat at the small table to the left. John sat next to her and gazed at her. Mirielle noticed this and wondered why.

"John..Why are you looking at me like that?" "You've grown to be so beautiful..." "Thank you...But why are you bringing that up?"

John stared at her for a few moments then wrapped his arms around her and kissed her passionately on the lips. Mirille broke the kiss shuved john off of her.

"Johnathon T. Marshall, what is wrong with you!" "Nothing is wrong with me...I just thought I'd express my feelings to you with action instead of words." "What are you getting at...?" "I love you Mirielle..." "You...Do?" "Since we were kids I've loved you." "John..."

John kissed her again and slowly carressed her around the torso. It wasn't long before he shifted his hands up to her chest and shifted the kiss to her neck as he pinned her to the floor.

"John...Stop..."

He ignored her and continued shifting his hands. This time he moved one hand around her back and one under her dress stroking her leg.

"John...Please...Stop...You're going to far..."

John stopped for a moment then looked at Mirielle shifting his eyes up and down. He then grabbed the colar of Mirielle's dress and ripped half her dress. Mirielle covered her chest and sat up.

"Please stop this..."

John turned around slouching over to make it look like he was regretting what he just did.

"John...I understand how you feel about me but you're taking it a bit too far..." "I know...I'm sorry..."

John then turned around and threw himself at Mirielle. She squirmed as he continued from where he left off and slipped her bra straps off her shoulders. She tried and tried to get him off but he ended up succeeding in taking it off. He then went for her panties. She could feel him pressing himself against her and she felt his fingers slipping under the seams of her underwear. John began to take it a little further and the next thing the both of them knew he acheived his goal. Thrusting in and out John began wanting more. Looking at Mirielle's body and watching her gasp and moan over and over made him go on longer.

"Stop...Please...I can't...I don't..." "More..." "John..." "More..." "Stop..." "I want to hear you say it." "I can't..." "Say it! Say you want more! Say you want more and that you love me!"

Mirielle gave up and let the situation continue. She gave him what he wanted and caused him to go on longer. Throughout the rest of the night this went on over and over until morning hit. Mirielle gave up her purity to an unrequited love and didn't think anything of it. She was now sleeping on the floor naked, next to a childhood friend who she will never look at the same. Later on that morning Mirielle had woke up to see that John had left. She looked around to check if it was all a nightmare and saw her torn dress and her underwear spread out on the floor. Mirielle sat up and began to cry. She cried until she had no tears left. So she stood up and got dressed then made sure nobody was around and ran down the hall to her room to find Ed sitting in the chair against the wall. She shreiked and looked away from him nervously.

"There's no use trying to hide it Mirielle..." "Ed I-" "Shut up and listen!I saw you with John last night."

Her eyes widened and she looked at Ed with a serious expression.

"What happens between me and my friends is none of your business." "Friend?You call him a friend?He looked more like your 'playmate' if you ask me." "Well I didn't ask you." "I don't care!I gave you my opinion anyway.So as of tomorrow it's goobye for good."

Ed started making his way past Mirielle when she suddenly grabbed him.

"Please don't go..." "And why shouldn't I..." "Because...Even though I slept with John it doesn't mean I don't want you to stay...And you still haven't answered my question..." "I'll give you an answer later."

Ed jerked his arm out of Mirielle's grip and walked out slamming the door behind him. Mirielle slid down against the wall and cruled up.

"You've really done it...He hates you now..."

She sighed and just sat there quietly muttering to herself. Ed just stammered through the house making his way outside. All he could do was think about what he saw last night. Kicking all the rocks and flowers around Ed kept yelling out in frustration and soon fell to his knees.

"Damnit! Why! How could you! I don't understand...If I tell you...I leave, if I don't, I leave...Either way I'll have to leave tomorrow. What am I supposed to do?"

Throught out the rest of the day the two just kept to themselves and avoided contact with everyone. Soon the night came and Ed had no choice but to go back inside because of the night watch crew. He quietly went upstairs and went to his room. Al was already alseep so ed just sat in the chair thinking to himself. Her question popped up in his head and repeateded itself until he couldn't take it any longer. He got up and ran oout of the room and down the hall busting Mirielle's door open.

"Mirielle!"

Mirielle looked at him surprised at his entrance.

"Mirielle...I can answer your question..." "My...Question?..."

Ed shut the door and looked Mirielle in the eyes.

"The answer to your question is yes...I do love you Mirielle...No matter what I'm doing or where I am you're always on my mind..."

Mirielle managed a fake smile hoping to hide what she really felt.

"Mirielle...There's something wrong...I know that fake smile" "There's nothing wrong can assure you.." "Tell me what's bothering you." "Well...It's just, I don't think we can be together...Because..." "Because you slept with John?Mirielle I don't care about that, I just want to be with you." "Edward, I can't...Now if you'll excuse me I need to get cleaned up."

Mirielle turn around and walked into her bathroom. She started the shower firsrt so it would be warm once she was undressed. Ed stood there and listened to the shower running then walked over to the bathroom door and quietly entered. Making his way to the shower he undressed himself very quietly and once he got to the shower he quickly pulled the curtains startling Mirielle. Before she could do anything he rushed in and pinned her up against the wall. Her eyes widened as she shrieked at the feel of Ed now inside of her.

"Ed...I...Can't do this..."

She reached behind her and turned off the shower.

"I'm sorry but..."

Ed carried her out of the bathroom and layed her down on the bed.

"Ed I can't-"

Ed cut her off by continuing. No matter howmuch she wanted to say something, she couldn't. Yet again all she could do was gasp and moan. For a second night Mirielle was having intercourse but this time...it wasn't unrequited.

((Note:I was tired and bored.I didn't even know how to end this darn chapter))