"I don't hate her, I don't care about Elric, I wanna die!" I yell.

"Why though? You were perfectly fine a few minutes ago!" Sylph yelled back at him.

"F*ck you," I say, kicking him in the... And running off.

Sylph lifted him in the air and brough him back to his house, locking the doors and windows. "Do you need to talk about it?" Sylph asked caringly, plopping Ace back into the chair and giving him a plate of macaroons.

I stitched my mouth shut.

Sylph used his magic to unravel the stitches and stitch Ace's arms and legs to the chair. "Do I have to force the answers outta you?!" Sylph asked, cracking his knuckles.

"It's simple. I. STILL. F**KIN. LOVE. HER." I yell.

"But you knew it wouldn't work out, right? She's a poltergeist.... They're immortal. She's gonna wake up in a few hours, and you aren't going to be there when she does." Sylph stated.

"She probably doesn't even like me..." I mumble.

"She does, but she hates herself for being so gullible. I mean, you sent out a f***ing robot to be with her instead of yourself.. I mean, who the hell does that?!" Sylph ranted. His eyes went from their usual completely pitch black to a gruesome blood red.

"I was scared!" I say, "Besides, I'm 78% machine anyways!"

"Why were you scared of the person you love?!" Sylph asked/yelled. His clenching jaw slightly visible through his translucent skin.

"I was scared.... Because.... I didn't want to hurt her once this body completely rots away...." I mumble, my jaw breaking off, rotting into.... Eww..

"You're hurting her more like this you dumbf**k! She would happily help try and keep from rotting! And you just shoved her away. Ten points to Slytherin you b****!" Sylph yelled.

"Y-you're ... Right...." I mutter, holding back tears.