You told me you loved me and then threw my heart on the floor(semi-advanced)

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    Peeking one of the neon eyes up at him. Red and swollen from crying. Cris couldnt help herself. One moment stuffed in a pillow the next curled up in his arms sniffeling.

    John rocks her back and forth. "Shh. Don't cry. It's gonna be okay." He sits down on the bed, still rocking Cris in his arms.

    She wipes the tears away and looks up at him. Cris feels so fragile and small. Not the same Cris she used to be. Not now anyway... "Promise me you wont let them hurt me." she sighed.

    She reached for his hand and entwined his fingers with hers. Cris leaned onto his chest and smiled. "I trust you."

    John was completely on her side now. But he couldn't let his dad know. John held her hand and whispered to Cris, "I can't tell my dad. He thinks I'm pretending to love you. That's all it was at first, but I truly love you now. We have to devise a plan to get out of here."

    Breathless and smiling she nodded, "I'll play it like I love you back. It'll be easy cause I really do. I have an idea though. What if I give you leis. As answers I mean. You take them then reveal you dont love me. I seem devestated. That night you come in to 'kill' me and we run." Cris looked at him with those neon orbs and smiled.

    Looking at him dazed and cinfused she nods, "I...I think so." Cris stands up tucking strands of hair behind her ears. "I should probably appoligize to Commander also..."

    "Okay then. Follow me to the questioning room." he took her wrist and led her into the room. The commander was already there, having heard on the security tape what she said.

    Looking down she sighed and looked back at him. Her eyes showed no regret for what she'd done but Cris still says, "Sorry Sir." She sits down and nods t John to let him know they can start the questioning.

    "They were going to send me in to distract you and then plant a bomb in here. Blow the place up." this was actually the truth but her unit assumed her dead.

    "We didnt have one. I wasnt supposed to get shot. I wasnt even really supposed to be on the feild. I'm a big rule breaker." Cris smircked and looked away.

    A long powerful sigh comes from deep down. If there's anything she's good at it's acting. Cris looked away and creid.

    Johnwalks toward her. "Come on." he grabs her wrist and practically drags her out while she is 'crying'. "Man, you are good at acting!" he whispers, and smiles.