“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 pulled my head up and saw my mom exiting my kitchen. She smiles at me as soon as I dropped my baggage down on the floor. I rushed to her and just hugged her for a while.


　　"It's unusual to see you here." She adds.


　　She pulls her head away and cups both of my cheeks. "Now what's wrong?"


　　I saw Anastasia again. I thought.


　　I shake my head. "Nothing. I just wanna be home again."


　　"I thought you were going to stay at New York for a while?" She asks.


　　We walked towards the kitchen counter and each of us sat down. She pushes a cup of tea towards me and said, "I know something is wrong."


　　"Tell me Gage. What seems to be bugging you?" She adds.


CHAPTER 130 "Her" 2