“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 lay myself down on the bed after reading it. I don't wanna read any further so I put his phone back down. I laid with my calves hanging on the end of the bed while my back was well rested on the mattress. I look up at the ceiling and cursed at myself for reading that conversation.


　　"I shouldn't have opened it." I curse at myself softly. "Fuck I shouldn't have opened it."


　　I close my eyes and breathe. I try to keep my eyes shut close for a while as I try to erase the things that I've read on Gage's phone.


　　He will never change and I'm sure he will see her while I'm on Machu Picchu.


CHAPTER 95 : "Dreams & Women"