"I want a minion."

She was leaning against my chest, her warmth seeping into my bones. Her head lolled across my shoulder as she snuggled closer. She hummed slightly before opening her grey eyes to stare suspiciously at me.

"You want a minion?" She repeated, her lips forming a frown. Just like it always did when I confused her.

"Yeah. They're cool." She pulled away, the cold air already beginning to surround me. She stood up to her full height, which wasn't much, and glared at me.

"You're so random." I tried to ignore the scolding tone, tried to pretend that she didn't mean it cruelly. I knew I was lying to myself. "Every time we cuddle, every time we actually get together, you bring up random shit. Don't you just want to enjoy the silence, for once? Why do you have to open your mouth?" I stared at her, anger tightening my chest. I willed myself to keep my mouth shut, just like she was asking. Maybe she'd calm down, settle down, and forget my irritating mouth.

"I don't know why I even try. I mean," She threw her hands up in the air, "who the hell mentions minions when his girlfriend is right in front of him. Isn't there more important things to discuss, like our future?"

Crap. Maybe I can get out of this by not saying anything. But really, what could I say?

"Well?" She demanded; her stance defiant. I blinked, dumbfounded and frustrated.

"You want to me open my mouth now?" I asked sarcastically, fury giving my words a sharper edge than intended.

"Don't get sarcastic with me." Yeah, what are you, my mother? "I just want to know if this relationship is going anywhere or should I start looking elsewhere?" Elsewhere? She wants to look elsewhere? My heart sank as I saw the looming end of yet another relationship.

"I dunno." I replied, averting my gaze from her. "If you're not happy…" My voice trailed off at her growl.

"You're so wishy-washy. Yes, or no? Do you want me or not?" I peered up at her slight form, at the irregular rise and fall of her chest, at the scowl on her face. At the sadness in her eyes. I closed my own eyes, letting my mind drift, letting it brush against hers.

In an instant, I saw her walking along side a man. Not me, a different man. Taller, broader. She beamed up at him and then her smile faded. I watched her shake her head. I heard her words clearly, even though they weren't meant for me.

"I'd love to, but I'm already in a relationship."

The man nodded, his face falling into disappointment. He attempted to hide it with a charming comment that brought a slight smile back to her lips.

"This isn't about me, is it." I stated blandly, rising to my feet. I looked at her and smiled. "If you've fallen in love with someone else, and are ready to move on, just say so. I don't mind."

She blinked at me, a wretched mixture of horror and relief flooding her face. She looked away.

"I didn't cheat." She protested weakly. I laughed because I already knew that.

"Falling in love with someone else isn't cheating. Don't feel guilty. Let's face it. We were just wasting each other's time." I rolled my head, avoiding her eyes.

"Oh…" She whispered.

"If there's anything you need, just call, okay?" I began herding her to the door. All the fight seemed to be taken out of her, her shoulders slumped and her stance was pitiful.

Outside the door, she turned around. "How did you know?" A chuckle rumbled from my chest.

"That, my Lena, is the other reason we could never have a future." With that, I pointed toward her car. "I'll watch you go." Like always.

Andddd~ I'm back! I tried to write this before and liked it... kinda. Not really considering I dropped it like a hot rock. But now it's back and biting me in the butt, demanding to be written. So written it shall be. Get this guys! I actually have a plan for this story! Most of my stories are really short, so they don't really need a plan. My bad stories don't have plans either, because I haven't thought that much about them. Oh, but this one...

Anyhow! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter!