There's a bit of a story behind this one. Well, it's not exactly a story behind the piece of writing, but the inspiration. This is inspired by the song 'Ain't No Sunshine' as some of you may have guessed. I didn't hear the song until I, being the dork that I am, watched 'Britain's Got Talent' on YouTube. (I have a thing for Britain and British guys. It's definitely the accents. Don't make fun.) Shawn Smith sang it and I immediately fell in love with it. I was just thinking about how I haven't watched the video in a while and I thought I could write a little drabble to go along with it. The End.
I'll post the link to the video on my profile as my 'Link of the Moment' if anyone's interested in watching it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade.
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Ain't No Sunshine
Max was going through withdrawal. He now knew how it felt to have something, having been foolish enough to think it would last forever, and having it separated from your soul in the most gruesome way imaginable. Why was it always the most precious things that were taken?
"Mariam," he muttered, body shaking, jaw clenched, and voice haunted.
It was snowing outside. In fact, it was a full-blown blizzard, but the flakes were dry, crispy and cold. They were exactly the kind of snowflakes that you couldn't do anything with. Like the pieces of a broken heart, they were numerous and useless.
The sky, or what could be seen of it, was a dark, charcoal color that completely missed both the cheerful feeling of a blue sky and the peaceful feeling of a black night sky. A gray sky was just depressing and made one feel all alone in the world. One wanted to just succumb to sleep and to never wake up.
Max shivered, realizing, not for the first time, that there was a draft slithering through his window. The chill it brought was nothing compared to the icy tentacles of grief that gripped his heart.
Sitting there, Max was convinced the sun would never shine again. How could it if the light of his life was gone?
A/N: Mariam's not dead, just so you know. I could tell you the whole story, but there wouldn't be a reason to write 'The Quest of Courting Max Tate' if I did that. By the way, it looks like 'Never-Ending' will be the next multi-chapter story I write. That won't be for a while though.
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