Two Rivers Isle he [m]et a girl who wore versace

static. bzzz bzzz.

the noise got worse until there was nothing that could help her filter out the noise, instead there was the static and the fire within. he nodded and trailed his body along hers, she pressed against him as he took her in his embrace. 

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the static was gone, the fire had turned to ashes and smoke. all she could do was pant and bask in the after glow for a moment longer, her legs shaking under her friend's weight. her eyes closed for a moment when his voice came, she knew this would come. he was just that kind of man but it did not make it hurt any less, the sting was as abrupt as his words.

no. what..have i...done.

technically she could have tried to be the playful girl that she was and say she was what he had done but she could not joke when her slid off of her and stumbled to the river he had found her in. Her ears fell to her head as she watched him, her tail fell limp between her legs. she wanted to stay were she was, she would clean up when he had run away but her friend had other ideas. he would not even look at her and that hurt, she should have ran when he found her. he had lied. lied, lied, lied. he had not wanted this, if he had this would not have been the aftermath. maybe she should have found someone else, maybe she should have ran.

come in here.

she slowly came towards him, her head hung low as she stepped into the water. she then fell to her belly but she did not move after that, her ears remained pinned as she spoke the words to her friend. "i'm sorry." she fell back into her native language, her accent coming as thick as her voice as it always did when she was filled with heavy emotions. he never wanted her, this was her fault. he must have hated her now.