Hurt

*Misty sits silently as Carson continues to talk. The battle still raging inside of her. As Carson says her name Misty flinches. Her insides screaming more to go to him. Just the way he said her name.

As Jason steps up and dosent give her a chanse to say anything she is thankful or she would of ran to him. Though cringing again as the small fight starts it causes more term oil inside of her. Misty could almost feel Carson's eyes on the back of her chair before he turned to leave. Misty can picture his face in her head, his eyes, there good times, and it dosent help. Once Carson is gone as if a last fleeting though Misty turns in her chair and watches him walk away. Slowly reaching her hand out to him she cocks her head slightly as the tears still come. His name stuck in the throut not being able to call him.

Once Carson is gone Misty lowers her hand and knows its done. Turning she looks up at Jason for a moment and burrys her face into her hands. What alse could she do. *

"Thank you Jase."