Desire {Corpse fanfic}

{16} Parking lot

🎵 One Hope - emotional softie

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Corpse woke up in an empty bed and when he made his way out to the living room Maya was in the kitchen, washing the plate and mug she used to have breakfast.

Hi.

I was wondering to wake you up or not before I leave.

But I guess that's sorted.

Anyways,
I've got to run,
I've gotta catch this noon class.

Right, it was already almost 12. He went to bed around 4 am, and this was usual for him to wake up this late.

Maya picked up her bag and jacket from the sofa and gave Corpse a quick peck on the cheek but didn't give him enough time to pull her in for a hug.

We'll talk later.

She was already out the door. He was hoping that she would stay longer but obviously she had classes to attend.

As soon as she left he missed her. Corpse was so used to living alone that he forgot what it's like to have someone around. And now that someone was Maya, who made him feel content when they were together, and who could always make him smile. Maya left and the apartment never felt more empty.

But he had things to do as well so he started working.

Corpse☠️ 20:14 pm
You wanna hang out this weekend?

He wrote four different drafts but he decided to send this one. He was really bad at texting. Physically, because it made his fingers hurt but also technically, he never knew what to write.

Maya 20:29 pm
Can't, I'm really behind in school stuff.
Also gotta work a bit.
Sorry

It's okay
Tuesday lunch then?

I don't know yet, it depends on how much work I can get done on the weekend.
I'll tell you on Monday.

Sure.
Good night

You too.

He was hoping that he didn't seem too desperate. She seemed colder than usual, but also they haven't really texted before, so maybe it was just that. He tried to not think too much into it but a little part of him still belived that she was just ditching him with stupid excuses. She missed like two or three classes, how could she be so behind that she needs a full weekend to study?

Corpse☠️ Sunday 3:47 pm
Hey
What's up?

He was waiting for her to make the next move, to send the next text but that never came and he wanted to talk to her, to know what was going on so he had to take charge again.

Maya 5:20 pm
Nothing much.
Writing an essay.

You don't know anyone who needs a babysitter, do you?
Or pet sitter, or anything?

No, I don't have any friends with kids.

You could babysit me if you want ;)

No response. Corpse felt so embarrassed, maybe he took it too far with that text.

He didn't try again, he let her write if she wanted to. But she didn't write at all. He was checking his phone every hour and tried to be productive and distract himself with work but he couldn't stop wondering about what went wrong.

Corpse couldn't help but think that this is exactly what Maya must've felt like when he didn't write back and ignored her without explanation. He felt even more ashamed about it and sorry for her.

By Tuesday he just couldn't take it anymore. He knew when her lesson would end because they met on a Tuesday before so he drove to the campus and when he was sure that she would already be out off class he texted her to come to the parking lot.

When he saw her approac the parking lot he stepped out of the car to help her locate him.

Corpse?

What are you doing here?

She seemed really confused but she had every right to be, they didn't make plans to see each other.

Hi Maya.

I just wanted to talk to you...
Sorry for just showing up.

But I want you to tell me the truth.
Why are you avoiding me?

I know it's not just about studying, so what is it?

She was reluctant to speak and just looked at the ground while anxiously shoving her hands in her denim jacket's pockets.

Listen, if I upset you with anything or hurt you, just tell me...

No, no!
It's not that.

You haven't been anything but...wonderful.

Well since we had that talk...

But that's irrelevant.

The thing is that I'm broke.

I don't want to...you know...
Go back on that site.

She couldn't help but look around the parking lot to see if anyone would hear her. Not like she said anything really but she was so afraid of people finding out that it was a subconscious move.

It wouldn't feel right.

But I can't work anything here,
And I've got rent and supplies and projects and food...

And I-I feel so bad about borrowing money from my family and friends but I have to because I just can't drop out and go back home, you know...

She was on the verge of tears, he never saw her this stressed.

Hey, Maya, stop.
Listen.

I'm sure we can figure something out.

He stepped in closer and pulled her in for a hug while resting his chin on the top of her head.

It's gonna be okay.

Thank you.

I'm sorry for avoiding you.

Her speech was muffled because she pushed her head so hard into his chest. Her arms wrapped around his waist and she grasped his hoodie tightly with her hands which were sweaty from the nerves.

For what it's worth,
It was really hard to do.

He smiled and tightened his arms around her.