“You can call me when you’re lonely. I’ll be your temporary fix.”

Those were the words that he said to me and it was plain simple, he wanted nothing but s*x and I wanted nothing more than to.

I was the kind of girl who was too scared of falling in love again because I feel like there is something more in life than being mournful over a guy who never actually gave a hell. I deserve something more than pain and misery over a stupid heartbreak. Since then, I got too scared of commitment that I no longer wanted to be in one. I wanted fun and I wanted to feel like I am alive again.

He was the kind of guy who was too busy for permanent relationships. The superstar that all women wanted to bang with. The kind of guy who would have any girls kneel in front of him because well, he is that kind of guy. He was a guy with a hectic schedule, sold out world tours, drinking champagne in private jets, holding a mic in one hand, and conquering all over the world in the other.

Maybe I needed someone to show me how to live again and he needed someone to show me how to love.

You Can Call Me

　　I woke up with something heavy pounding on my head. I felt something was placed on top of my forehead like a cemented brick or something. I groan with pain as I pull myself up from the bed.


　　"What the hell happened.." I muffled.


　　I widened my eyes and stared at everything that was around me. I try to look around and then that remembered I fell asleep last night in one room on top of one bed with...


　　I quickly moved my head to my left and saw no one there next to me. Gage wasn't here.


　　But I was sure that I've been with Gage last night. I was sure that I spent the night with him till the dawn. I was sure we drank a lot last night and we were mixing drinks too. I was so sure what happened last night. It's still emblazoned in my head. I was sure that Gage ate me last night.


　　Gage really did eat me last night.


CHAPTER 13 : "Anonymous"