The next morning, I woke up with a startling pain in my chest... The pain tore at my insides like a living force trying to claw its way out. _Wait..._ This wasn't physical pain... I focused and thought about the feeling in my chest. I frowned, for it felt as though I was being torn apart inside, almost literally, but without actual physical pain. I had no idea what to think of this, for it had come up so unexpectedly... _God... where's my heart?_ It felt as though someone had ripped it out of my chest in the middle of the night and decided not to return it. I had no will to get up, no will to start the day or anything... _Good thing it's the weekend._ I closed my eyes and thought about the conversation Bonnie and I had last night. Remembering the lonely _click_ of the line going dead shot even more pain through my already-torn chest. Then Annie went through my head. I thought about calling her, but my painful chest screamed _No... don't even try..._ A tear made it's way down my cheek... http://ficlets.com/feed/story/36607