Throwing Pearls to the Pig [Chapter Three]

"You're fucking crazy." She says to me, then she turns to leave. I want to turn around and leave. I've said too much already, if I follow her no good will come of it.
"I don't know who Crazy is and I'm definitely not fucking her." I say running in front of her.
"Will you please leave me alone you asshole?" I see my humor is meaningless.
"Let me explain first." I plea.
She stops walking, rolls her eyes, and breathes heavily out her nose.
"...Well...!?" She beckons.
"I uh...Let me start by saying; Hi. I'm Issac." I extend my hand, she doesn't even look at it. "Alright, I see."
She starts walking again.
"What if I told you I was a Grim Reaper?"
"I'd get away from you as soon as I could." She responds.
"Well, the truth is; I am a Grim." I say.
"A Grim?" She asks.
"Yes, there're tons of us, all over the place." I say, becoming desperate.
"Will you please-" I cut her off.
"Listen to me, there's no real easy way to say this, but the truth. I sold my soul to God to find true love."
"I'm calling the cops." She says as she turns a corner.
"No, wait." I plea again. "I sold my soul to find you."

She stops, her hand pressed against a door with the words, "Employees Only" written on it. She doesn't turn around.
"I became a Grim to find you, only I didn't know it would be you, or if you even really existed, but now that we've met I know, I just-"
"Stop. You crossed the line with the remark about my father, now you're just digging yourself a deeper grave." She says.
"You don't understand, I love you." I say.
"We just met!" She screams, turning around.
"I'm well aware of that...?" I say.
"You don't even know my name." She responds.

I don't.

"Melissa!" She says.
"Melissa." I repeat. "Melissa, I know this all sounds a little-"
"More like a lot!"
"Yes, a lot out-there, but trust me, what I'm saying is true."
"I don't believe you, now please leave." She says and walks behind the "Employees Only" door. I stand, defeated and tired.

My heart hurts. That's the first time in twelve years that my heart has felt anything. I miss feeling so human.

-Sir Jestro