“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

　　Argh, I have to start forgetting about Gage and let him go on with his own life. He only wants to stay with me because of the sex.


　　I threw myself to my bed and tugged the soft pillow close to my breasts. My mind keeps thinking about Gage but I try to tell myself that this should be the last day that I'll be thinking about him.


　　Gage: Tate please don't rush things by ending it. Take a few days off and think about it. Please.


　　My phone beeps again and another message from curly.


　　Gage: Tate I'm serious. I need you.


　　I put my phone down and ignored Gage's messages. I ignored my phone as it keeps beeping, receiving Gage's text one after the other. I groan inwardly as I shift myself to my other side and covered my ears with my pillow.


　　"No Tate. Don't give in to Gage. You've already decided." I reminded myself.


CHAPTER 138 "The Beginning" 2