Her fingers trailed across his back, his shoulders tensed slightly before they fell again. The air was quiet, the birds could be heard outside the window. Singing their lullaby's to the morning sun. The sunlight hardly casted it's rays through the window. Letting last nights incident wash away again with the dawn of the new day. He had stood up finally causing the girls hand to fall back to the bed as she looked up to his bare back. He never looked towards her in the early mornings.
"I'm sorry." Her words had been a soft whisper as he had hardly glanced back, he wanted to say it to. Say that he couldn't feel what she felt for him. That he didn't harbor those emotions. He left his life crushed under the trauma of what he had been through that he didn't let emotions run in his mind anymore.
"Just get dressed and head downstairs like every morning." He spoke dryly as he had pulled his shirt over his head. Leaving the girl in the mess of sheets and blankets that had once held his warmth under them. That once cascaded across both of them in the soft light. She had looked back to her fingers tangling them around the sheets as she had let a short breath out of her lips.
"Why can't you just sta -" She stopped her own words when she realized she laid in the room alone, the door had just shut as she had let her shoulders fall. Her blonde hair had ran past her shoulders as she had lifted her knees up. She could feel the pit in her stomach tighten again. Her heart felt heavy in her chest as she had shut her eyes. Her head resting against her arms that held her legs locked to her chest. "Stupid girl, to fall for the boy who wants nothing more then a few lucky nights." Her body shook slightly from the sob that hardly passed her lips. The sob that had just ghosted around the room like an echo for the broken hearted. She had shoved her head into her arms as she let the tears fall freely. She hadn't cried over this in awhile it had been a few weeks since the last time.
"He wants you for a quick lay, get the frustration out and leave." Her voice muttered as she had looked up. Wiping her tears as she had shoved the blankets and sheets off herself. She stood up as she had shoved her own clothes on. When she swung her door opened she was met with the raised hand ready to knock.
"Sterling, are you okay?" The words caught her off guard as her hand hardly slipped down the door. She had given a short forced smile, and nodded her head. Her eyes had quickly watched the boy from earlier walk by. Not a single glance her way as she had looked back to the girl in her door way.
"Lets go out." She spoke quickly as the girl had given a puzzled look before she nodded her head.
"Okay." She spoke.
***
"Sterling my god your hair!" It was the first voice to catch her attention as she had entered the kitchen of the house. She had just gotten back with Skye her hands grabbing a water bottle as she glanced back.
"Oh yeah, I cut it all off. I was tired of the long hair look. It just kept getting in the way. I needed something more manageable, can't be getting it caught in things. Not in this line of business that is." Sterling spoke her eyes landed on him, while his eyes had flickered away from hers. She wanted a bigger reaction, anything that showed maybe she was wrong. But he hardly gave her the time of day anymore.
"It looks great, I mean it's just really short. You pull it off, wouldn't you agree Bryce." Carson had elbowed the boy in the side as he ripped his eyes away from his phone again to look at the girl. His eyes hardly stayed on her hair when it had trailed down. Sterling was known as the girl in the group to look like the boys. She wore the baggy clothes. She had enjoyed comfortable. Rather instead she took Skye's advice, listened to her and opted a new style.
