A/N: Oh Hai guys! This is a lil' one-shot based off a quote from We Owned The Night by Lady Antebellum.
So all rights to them.
Oh and I don't own Ghost Hunt...
We woke under a blanket all tangled up in skin and I knew in that moment that we'd never speak again.
Mai rolls onto her side feeling an odd warmth heating her face. Her eyebrows crinkle in confusion before her bright chestnut eyes crack open.
Ocean blue look back, emotionless and cold. Just as they should be. His arms were wound tightly around her and hers were jammed between their naked chests.
Bare legs intertwined. Their bodies were tangled together in a way most dream of.
A simple soft caress of her face as he gently detangles himself. After clothing himself he turns to the petite girl still lying there bare before him.
She catches the single emotion flash through his eyes and that's when she knows they'd never speak again. Yet oddly enough she as if that was expected. Not even the slightest but surprised.
But sadness creeps into the rooms atmosphere as he pecks her forehead good bye. A single tear gleams on his flawless cheek as she nimbly wipes it off. Holding herself together the best she could as she watches his black clad back walk out her door.
She feels herself die inside as he revs his car and takes off. Tears stream down her face as she curls her body in a protective manner. She felt used and dirty and yet she couldn't find it within her to regret what had occurred a mere six hours ago.
Burying herself further in her blankets Mai screams a heartbroken scream as her sobs turn painful and she truly breaks.
All done dudes! I guess I wrote this when I was upset about some... stuff.
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