Lydia Martin is done with the supernatural. (fieldsmedal) wrote in motelca,
Three or four days. My sister heard it too.
[And she feels safe. And comfortable. And-- she starts to realize why when she looks down and sees her fingers wrapped around his shirt. She feels his warmth since she's pressed firmly against his side. It's a stark contrast to her other side. Which is cold. So cold.
She can't stop the shiver that runs through her. If it's because of him and his close proximity, she'd rather not think about. It's better to blame it on the supernatural.]
A ghost, she said.
[And then she pulls away. Regretting it almost instantly as she wraps her arms around herself instead. Because life or death situations or not, he still left. And the ache in her heart is a clear reminder of that.]