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Maya's note: *smh* Idiot 😐
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Maya's POV

I gradually feel pressure against my breast. Someone is..squeezing it? I moan, not being able to stop myself in time. Who the fuck is groping me?? I hold my breath, wondering if the person was awakened by me. Hesitantly, I open my eyes for just a little bit, and I see Asher.

Oh.

She looks constipated.

Her eyebrows are scrunched up, and she looks very concentrated on something.

During our project session, she once told me that she believed in ghosts and that 'if you don't look at them, they won't "get" you'. I don't think I've ever laughed as hard as when I heard her say that.

I shift a bit, making myself comfortable. My arm pulls Asher closer to me, and suddenly I feel my body being shoved onto the floor.

"OW!"

For a second, I have no idea what happened. My brain tries to comprehend what's going on as I dizzily look up. Then I realize something.

She pushed me.

I look up, and see Asher peeking over the bed.

"Oops."

I roll my eyes glaring playfully up at her face.

I can't even.

Asher's POV

I thought I was going to die. I had to fight back. And I did. Oddly enough, the ghost sounds like-

Oh.

Feeling only slightly stupid, I open my eyes and crawl to the edge of the bed, where the sound came from. I see Maya. She's sitting on her ass swaying a little. She pouts up at me and it's so adorable.

For a moment, I smile.

But it ends just as quickly as it came. I guiltily turn away from her, scolding at myself. I shouldn't be smiling when..

I can't bear to think about it.

As if she could read my thoughts, Maya is suddenly right beside me, comforting me. A sigh of content slips out. I stare at her beautiful face, and a wave of warmth ripples through me. It's almost as if gravity is pulling me closer to her. I can't seem to pull myself away no matter how hard I try.

What is this feeling?

Whatever it is, I can't think about it right now. I still have to talk with Lex-

Wait, she and I were suppose to meet up at the restaurant. Fuck! I sigh in frustration. I just need a break from all this. From relationships in general.

From life.

I just want my mom. I don't even care if I sound pathetic right now.

I feel something slide down my face. I used to be embarrassed about crying. Now, I don't think about being embarrassed or how ugly I look. I would gladly be humiliated if it would bring back my mom. I'll do anything to get her back.

Anything.

Maya's POV

When she stared at me, I had a powerful urge to kiss her. It felt as if she was looking through my soul. She had a glint in her eye, and for a moment I thought she even loved me.

But now isn't a good time.

She's in such a fragile state, and I wouldn't dare make a move when there's so many complications.