When Ghost went to the bar after you broke up with for being too jealous and too cold hearted, he knew he was fucked. He had nothing, and no one.

7 whiskeys down, Ghost stumbled right out the bar, and straight to your house that was luckily near by.

Ghost tripped over his own 2 feet up the porch of your apartment, softly knocking on the door. And when you finally answered, he didn’t really know what to say.

“Love… I just… I just wanna lay.” Ghost slurred in his deep voice, but that’s when you seen the man have small tears form in his cold hearted eyes.

“Even if it’s fake… and just for the night… I want you to hold me…” he grumbled, his brown eyes were barely visible, but you can make out small tears. “Your all I had.” He mumbled gruffly, his eyes hardening again. But despite all this, he managed to look tough and cold.