“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 stand from the couch and walked away from Gage. I take my phone to my ear and answered Dillion, "Hey." I faced my back to Gage.


　　"I received your text. I'm already here. Where's Monique? Is she okay? Where are you?" He asks.


　　I glance at Gage over my shoulders and saw him already standing on his feet. "Monique's probably at the labor room." I answer him.


　　"Where are you?" I ask him, so he won't be asking me where I am.


　　"I'm on the second floor lobby. Right across the chapel." He answers.


　　"Alright. I'll be there." I tell him.


　　I hang up and take a deep breath in before I nervously faced Gage again. He stands there with his hands inside his pockets and he looks at me under his eyelashes while he kept his lower lip placed in between his teeth.


　　There was silence between us so I looked away from Gage's gaze but I still felt him looking.


CHAPTER 154 "Torn" 2