“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

　　"You need more coffee?" I ask her.


　　"Can you make another cup for me please?" She looks at me drowsy chinky eyes. She smiles at me groggily.


　　I held her head with my hand and pulled it closer to my lips, kissing her hair.


　　I walk away from the living room and headed to the kitchen. I started making her a cup of coffee and worried about her because she's been working hard on that reaction paper for hours now. I didn't want to leave her alone on this that's why I stayed up with her even though I just arrived back from Machu Picchu. I haven't had a good sleep but I want to stay up with her. I want to help her stay up and finish her reaction paper because she told me how important she needs to finish it soon.


CHAPTER 123 : "Realizations"