"And if, my dear, I did not kill you right now, how other way would you spend the rest of your dreadful life?" The aggrivated tone in Aaron's voice thickened with every word he spoke, reverberating as a mechanical sound came from inside the robot. The machine containing his agile motionless body was beginning to frighten me more than I ever expected it to. Why should I be the one scared of my own self? They should be the ones running away from my unstoppable mind.

"I'd kill you," I spat at him, glaring fiercely. "You do not control me, Aaron. No one does! I live my life the way I want to! You can't have me, and you never will. No matter how many times you hurt me, no matter how many threats you throw in my path. There is no way that I'm going to give into a thing like you." I stared him up and down, the machinery glistening at every bolt, every grinding gear that lay visible.

He laughed devilishly. "Oh, don't work up to that now," He smirked leaning forward inside the robot. His face nearly pressed up against the shield and his silver eyes gleamed from the shields reflection. "You want me and you can't help it. You know you want me and Adam. There's nothing that could possibly stop your lust and love for either of us, darling." His tone stopped sweet and delicate at the end. I shuddered and glared again.

"Oh, shut up! You think I want you. I don't love you, Aaron. I made you up as a challenge. For games and obsticles. Love isn't so easy. So if I could have Adam, I wanted to get him fair the hard way. By getting rid of you because I made you as the prop! Never once did I fall for you. I was only playing with your mind, because I know exactly what goes in and what goes out. You can never get over me. Not the other way around, darling." I sneared at him, and his pupils thinned into lines. I shrieked inside my head. I had made him angry...

"Oh, hahaha," He laughed aloud and a snarl rumbled from the robot. His fists tightened around the controlers he gripped. His mouth yanked to the sides slowly, making it clear he wanted to bite something really hard. "You think this is a game?" He roared, stepping the machine closer. I nearly fell down. "You think that, that you can really tell me off like this? So lightly? Like you created me? I wasn't made from you! What? No, never!" He grumbled and his shoulder blades stuck out sharply. His eyes tightened, and his lips curved into a snarl.

I shuddered under the white denim jeans and sweatshirt. Sweat started to muse from my scalp. I knew I had little time before he would kill me out of jealousy and anguish. He had no right to be alive, and neither did I. I wanted to tell myself this was all a bad dream. But I'm afraid this is all too real for anything beyond reality.

"Adam won't allow you to harm me," I threatend, raising an eyebrow.

He laughed furiously and leanded forward in the machinery, "He's nowhere near being able to help you."

A projector image flashed on the luminous wall behind him. Aj's face popped on the wall. His face looked dead, he was much paler than the last time I saw him. This wasn't the Aj I'd been looking forward to see in person.

His body relaxed and twitched over and over again, until finally he stopped. His head jerked up so that his face was as close to the camera as possible and his eyes shimmered with hate and disgust.

His breathing was uneven and his pupils slowly became slits. "I'll kill you for this!" He roared into the camera and he panted. He couldn't move his hands to brake anything. They were tied up tightly behind his back and he kept struggling to rip apart from his cuffs. "I'll kill you!"

Aj's face slowly disappeared as he kept chanting 'I'll kill you', and I dropped to my knees on the solid marble floor. "Why?" I whispered to myself. "Why has this dream come true gone completely wrong? Is there nothing I can do? This room keeps me from thinking about anything present tense. I can't wander off into my mind and make something new come to life. I'm helpless here..." I murmered and something cold and smooth touched my cheek.

Aaron knelt beside me, out of his suit. His peachy olive skin stayed a chalky color even out under the bright lights. "I don't mean to hurt you," He breathed, and yet I couldn't hear his heart beating. "You infuriate me. That I can't have you. All you want is him. And it makes me..." He sighed. His silver eyes were no longer slanted, and his pupils were perfectly round and normal. "It hurts me. You know it does. You never thought twice about what I would feel like. Only yourself and him. Now that you see how angry I am, you should know better... Will you at least think twice about it?" His voice pleaded, full of anger and sorrow.

I felt my face swell up with tears and I whammed my fist against his chest. A hollow thump followed and echoed in the gigantic room. "Why... did this have to be real...?" I stammered through my tears. His face changed rapidly and he scowled.

He sighed. His hands draped over mine, still curled up against his chest. "You were all alone. You couldn't find anyone. God felt for you. He really understood your pain. So many others suffer from greed and broken hearts. And so God gave you this gift. Now look where you are. You are the one who brought this upon yourself. Don't scream and yell at God for all the horrible things you have done." His voice nearly cracked. He knew the situation I was in. Aj would too, but he's not here with me now... because of... Aaron.

I jerked my head up and frowned at him. "Adam isn't here because you were full of jealousy. You were taking advantage of me. Don't go saying things like that to manipulate people. I could shred you into pieces once I leave this room." I scowled and his fingers reached up to trace my lips.

"Why don't you give me a chance? I'm only proving how badly I want you. Adam didn't have to, he already had you." His face flushed with sadness and I immediatley felt pressured and even more angry.

"Yes, exactly. So I don't want you, Aaron. There are other people you can go manipulate, but I am not one of them." I sneared at his patheticness and my eyes and ears felt like they were bleeding. A damp spot started to appear on Aaron's dark washed denim pants as tears fell from my face, but I didn't care.

"Oh, my darling..." He hushed me and pulled me into his arms. He rocked back and forth, but these weren't the arms I needed right now. I wanted to rip his off, but for some reason this felt... okay.

"Don't you get it," I started to say, when I flung from his grasp and stood up before him. He stood what seemed like minutes later, and his body rose a foot more. I gulped and looked down at the floor. "I don't want to see you ever again," I stammered, tears dwelling again. "I can't have you both, and so I don't." I sighed unsteadily, strange hiccup sounds burst from my chest.

He lifted my chin up with his thumb and index finger. "It seems to me like you're only telling youself that." He smiled angelically, and I knew he was right.

After all this time I've spent with both of them, I've come to realize how much I love them both. But I would be beyond greedy if I made them suffer. I should just kill myself right now. And so then they will fade away and never get hurt again.