“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 looked to the ends of the hallways, left to right, and no one was around. I travelled my eyes back at her and she was still smiling at me. Weirdly.


　　"Hiiiii." She greeted, smiling widely this time showing all her teeth. I question myself if she even knows who I am or she's just acting it out that she doesn't but she really does.


　　"Can I... Help you? Are you lost?" I ask.


　　"Don't help. I'm definitely?not?lost." She pulled her finger at me. "Wait." She faced her palm straight at my face.


　　She gazes at the number on my door and then looked back at me. She's trying to widen her eyes at my face and she makes me question myself again,?doesn't she even recognize me?


　　As I look at her clearly, I've realized that this woman is completely wasted.


　　"Why are you here? This is my room. Get out you thief!" She's exclaiming and her voice was raising.


CHAPTER 126 "Anastasia" 2