Running in circles(Post Malone Story)COMPLETED

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Ash had obviously let herself out, whether that was last night or this morning I wasn't too sure. I wasn't that bothered either, if I was being honest. I woke up to the realisation that I had to cut them all out if I was going to fully get over him. Austin , Ash even Smitty too. My mind was made up I needed to cut all ties. I organised a new phone that I would pick it on the way to the airport. Only Adam would have the number and that was for work purposes only. All social interaction had to stop or it would make this harder. I would keep getting dragged back into it if I left myself vulnerable to them. Even now when I was determined to free myself, I could still feel the pull towards him. Like he was my gravitational force.

I grabbed my case and headed down to wait for my Uber, running into Smitty coming up the stairwell. I huffed and stormed past him, suddenly irritated that he has only just thought to check on me. "Regan? What I do?"

"What did you do?" I spun around on my heel, crossing my arms against my chest angrily "I'm guessing you only just thought to check on me? He gets engaged and you don't think you should see if I'm ok?"

"I got distracted " he fidgets under my steely glare

"You got fucking laid? You fucked me off because someone jumped on your dick? Your making this real easy for me" I let out an uneasy laugh as I pulled my case and carried on towards the sidewalk.

"Easy to do what? I'm sorry, I thought you knew. I thought that's why you left" he scurried to catch up with me.

"Don't try and contact me again, I'm changing my number. I need out of all of this" as I reached the sidewalk my Uber arrived, jumping out to help me with my bags.

"For real? Your just going to cut me out like that?" He looked genuinely hurt

"I can't do this anymore Smitty. I deserve to move on and I can't. You all remind me of him. I'm surrounded by reminders of him. I'm sorry but I need to be selfish" I kissed his cheek before jumping in the car and telling the driver to go, leaving him watching me silently from the sidewalk. I cried hard. Harder than I had since the start of this rollercoaster. I felt like this marked the end of this chapter I was reluctantly closing. The driver tried to console me but there was no use I felt like I'd cut off a limb. I was losing more than just him, I was losing a complete support system. I was now completely on my own. I had to stop the crying and get myself together, I needed to be a big girl. Needed to start afresh

After picking up my new phone I headed for my flight, ignoring the many calls and texts I was receiving. I resisted temptation to look at them. I switched off the phone as I slipped into my first class seat, taking a deep breath as I watched the plane leave the runway. It felt like this was the end of an era, that this plane ride symbolised the start of my life out of his shadow. Well, I hoped. I settled down with my complimentary champagne and started to flick through the movies.

"Austin! What are you doing?" I batted his hand away as it crept up my bare leg under the highly polished mottled table top.

"What? You look so delicious in this dress" he seductively whispers in my ear before taking my earlobe between his plump lips and sucking slightly. We where on a private jet on the way to Vegas with Austin's team for an impromptu gambling night. Austin had a 'lucky feeling' and wanted us all to join him. So here we were in a chartered jet 30,000 ft in the air. The drinks where flowing and I don't think there was a sober person on board apart from the Pilot. I think even the flight attendants had been talked into taking shots. Dre was a smooth talker and could probably talk himself out of a murder charge, so talking two pretty ladies into partying with them wasn't so hard.

"Well you requested cocktail attire" I huffed, straightening out the hemline of my dress he had just messed up, due to his roaming hands

"And it was a very good idea, if I do say so myself" he said proudly. I shook my head at his blatant self-assurance.