"Why?" She asked me, tears streaming down her face. Was it out of spite? Out of fairness. What the hell was I doing. "I-" I started, but knew I couldn't get the words out. "Please!" She whispered through the tears. As beautiful as she was, I couldn't have felt worse. I didn't know what else to do. I hugged her and held her close. The faces of the passers by in the hall were nothing less than un-nerving. Glaring at me knowing what was happening to their friend. I was in for a major a*s kicking. She asked again "why!?" This time I had to answer. "Its not fair to you." I said trying to ignore the waves of hate crashing on me like concrete walls. "if I don't love you I have no right to be with you." I had thought about this for weeks on end. Contemplating what I should say or what I shouldn't say. She held me tight, burying her face into my chest. "Please." she said muffled. "Please don't go." She said now sobbing harder than before. I pulled away. She tried to keep me from leaving by grabbing my arm. I shook her off and ran down the hallway. "COWARD!" My brain screamed at me. "Face your fears you cretin!" I stopped at the edge of the theatre doors. I slummed down in a seat and cried. My head was in my hands and I sobbed. WHY WAS I DOING THIS?! What compelled me to break her. What's wrong with me. I sat there all through the last period, and stared at the ceiling.