Sour-Chan: Hello again my fellow fanfictioners! I bring a new story, this will be a one-shot unless I get some more inspiration for it. Please Comment what you think, I enjoy reading your comments

And without wasting anymore of your precious reading time I present Late Night Confession

She felt as if her heart was filled to the brim with rusted nails, stabbing her over and over again. Stumbling home she drowning out the sound around her only focusing on the quiet sobs of her heart. She felt so used, so unwanted, it had been the first time in a while she had felt like this.

Alone.

She thought bitterly. She just always ended up alone. Finally getting to the door of her apartment she jingled her keys into the lock and swiftly kicked it open. She set them on the counter before taking off her coat and heading to the kitchen. Standing there for a minute in the darkness she dared not to turn on any of the lights, letting her eyes adjust. Moving to one of her kitchen cabinet she reached into the back of it and pulled out an unopened wine bottle of white.

It had been a gift from a long time again, but because she was underage back them she never had opened it. It was hard to get the cork off but when she finally opened it she took a hard swig, the bitterness filling her senses. She grimaced taking it away, odd taste, she thought.

Sliding down the cabinet she sat legs stretched with the bottle in hand, taking another smaller swig of it. Tears started to pool, she tried as hard as she could to push them away, pushing everything away. In the dark she sat, crying and drinking. What a bad combination.

She got up and flipped the switch on, bright lights filling her vision, once back to normal she took a glass off of the drying rack before filling it half way. Struggling to push the cork back on she silently agreed that she disliked this bottle right now. Finally getting it back on she took her glass and walked to her bathroom.

Starting to run a warm bath she stripped her clothing, got in and drank her bitter sweet drink. After finishing her glass she took that as a sign to get out. She pondered if she should have another drink but disregarded it walking into her room and slipping on her pjs. A pair of over sized shorts and a large shirt. She was dead tired and very eager to forget today but something caught her attention, on her night stand was a piece of neatly folded paper.

Recalling it had been from Madoka when Lin and Naru had left.

"If you ever need someone to talk to, or you're having a hard time, call this number."

Mai pondered for a moment who would answer, Madoka or maybe some therapist? She laughed sourly, already had visited several therapist during the years. Yet still no one could tell her what was wrong with her. Her difficult to deal with insomnia, the fact that she couldn't hold a decent job for over a month, how the two men she was in love with both rejected her heart painfully. How alone she was at age 22, always coming home to and empty place. It was painful for her sometimes but as long as she didn't think about it she would be okay.

Or that's what she told herself.

She glanced back at the piece of paper before snatching it up, she was going to throw it away, throw away that and everything that had to do with that number and the person who gave it to her. She would forget. Tightly bawling it up she stopped just before her bathroom trash can, her gut feeling raging on to call the number but her brain shouting 'No!'. Finally her gut had won, she slip down by her tub and dialed the number slowly.

First ring

Second ring

Third ring

Fourth ring

Just as she was about to hang up someone answered.

"Hello?" She froze hearing the all to familiar voice on the other end, though she had never heard it in the groggy tone as of now. "Hello?" It asked once again in a more annoyed tone.

"...Naru…?" Her voice was meek as the other side went silent.

"...Mai?" He seemed to be more of awake now, with slight curiosity in his voice.

"I-I'm sorry.. Madoka gave me this number a while back to call if I was ever feeling down. I-I didn't know..." Her breath was uneven as she tried to calm her nerves, she really didn't need this now, after the day she had.

"I see." He ponder quietly. Silence followed as nether hung up the phone only breathing could be heard. Her breath ragged and short, his calming and quiet. "What is wrong then?"

She had to do a double take and ask herself if she was hearing correctly blinking a few time tears seeped into her eyes, trying to compose herself she brushed them away thoughtlessly. "I...I've just had a long day.." She muttered receiving no response.

After a long while of silence she was just about to hang up before he spoke once more, the sound of shifting sheets and a soft grunt. "I'm listening."

Wondering if this person was really the one she should be talking to about this sort of thing, she grimaced before thinking that there was no one else and how she wanted to continue to hear his voice. Her heart had been aching for years now since he had returned to England. "I..I'm just heartbroken that's all.." He grunted in response as she continued. "I thought I had finally found someone...We've been dating for a while now and I thought that he would have been the one I could spend the rest of my life with." Silence.

"But. I was just and idiot. Turns out that the only reason he was with me was because he pitied me. And when it all came to light, he blamed me and said I like being pitied. That the relationship we had was just all in my head...I just...I found out later that he had also been sleeping with a friend of mine during the time we were together." Her voice shook trying to keep quiet, here she was, on the bathroom floor telling her unrequited love that her newest love dumped her.

There was a long silence before she spoke again. "Hey Naru?" He hummed. "Am I going to be alone forever? I mean this is the first person I've been with since..." She stopped as the other end went silent. "I don't wanna be alone Naru..I watch my mom go through the hardships of never having someone hold her when she needed it the most. How she cried about how lonely she was when she thought I wasn't awake...always looking at dad's picture..." Her tears fell freely and her shoulders began to shake.

He could hear her well, he knew that she was inches away from balling her eyes out, all alone. The thought hurt him, and he knew why, but there was nothing he could do. "Mai...Can I tell you something?" He just wanted to stop hearing her cry, it made his heart painful.

He received a small mutter of 'Yes' before he continued. "When my brother died..I knew. I had lived it through out my dreams again and again. But even though I knew this it still felt like I was swallowing knives when I found his body. I hated the feeling and swore to myself to never feel that way again...that I would no longer hold anything precious again. I couldn't of protected my own brother...how was I going to protect.." He cut short with a stressful sigh.

"So that's what I did. In a matter of seconds I had walls built up...but I realized a little to late I was doing the same thing again, that my heart and mind had already found the next important thing." Mai listening fully to his shaky words. "I ran away. I ran away from the thing that made my heart and mind unsettled. I then came to realized that no matter how far I ran, how much I tried to push it out of my mind...it always made it's way back." He let out a frustrated sigh and mumbled to himself.

"No matter how hard I tried I just couldn't..." There was a long silence between the two, taking in everything that had been said. They stayed for an hour, comfortable silence drifting between the two. "...You should get some sleep." His voice was now back to its regular tone.

"Yeah..." She mutter back, no idea why but she felt lighter. Much better than she had before the phone call. "Thank you Naru..." She was happy with the fact he had shared something personal with him. It had been the first time since forever she felt she could see the smile that everyone else had tried so hard to see. "Good Night..."

"Good Night, Mai. Sleep well." The sound of the dial tone reached his ears, closing his phone her let out a long sigh before getting back into bed, it nearly being four in the morning.

"I'm sorry Mai."

Sour-Chan: Well I hope you liked!