I'm a lil uninspired and stuff so this may be boring, sorry
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Abel POV
It's been two months since I last saw Cali. I thought I'd give her a break so she'd calm down with that liking me crap, I've also been busy making my music again, just little bits here and there and perfecting the project at my own pace, I've made a couple club appearances in LA, New York, Las Vegas and here in Toronto.
I inhaled from the blunt I was smoking then texted Robert to come get me, I was really craving McDonald's. He replied with "I'll be there in 10" So I put my shoes on then sat and waited for him.
I got my food then Robert drove me around for a while. We were deep in conversation then I saw Cali through the blacked out window.
"One sec Rob, roll this window down bro." I told him
"Your lazy ass can't do it yourself?" He laughed.
I laughed a little then he rolled it down, "Slow down a little man!"
"Want me to pull over near her man?" He asked.
"Yeah sure."
He drove over to where she was walking then stopped. I shouted her name, she turned around then turned back and walked away. I got out of the car and ran over to her and grabbed her arm. "Well, wasn't this a good day to bring out a stack of 1's with me."
"I suppose so." She replied as she smirked.
Clearly she doesn't have feelings for me anymore, thank god. If she did she'd have kept refusing my money and getting all up in her feelings, I don't need any of that shit, I'm a busy man, all I want is pleasure then to leave satisfied.
"Come on."
I took her hand and we walked back to the car.
"Afternoon" Robert said.
"Good Afternoon Rob" Cali replied
Rob chuckled then drove us back to my apartment.
We got out of the car then walked in. When I was about to hand her some money she stopped me. As she was about to open her mouth I spoke.
"Cali can we stop doing this, you're here to do a job, no small talk, no lecture I'm not at all into that stuff, you should know that by now."
"Abel, I can't do this anymore, I don't want to do it." She responded.
"You can't stop now baby girl, you're too far in. How can you go from all this back to who you once were? It's consumed your soul, how many times I gotta tell you?" I questioned her
"Abel will you stop that?! I think I know myself well enough to know if I can actually change or not, I'm not hoping to go back to the good girl I once was but I just don't feel happy doing the jobs I do anymore."
"Is this because of what I said the last time? I swear to you its nothing bad, you're beautiful to me, your craft is what I live for, you're a muse, you're mine."
"What do you mean by I'm yours, and why do you keep coming back to me, there's many other prostitutes and strippers in Toronto, why me?" She asked.
I sighed then looked down.
"Your type inspires me, you're a strong woman, holding your own, making your money, your independance is attractive"
"I'm just your sex toy Abel, admit it, because you're a bird, you come for what you want, disregarding the feelings that could be attatched, it's not fair and I don't want to do it anymore" She explained.
"Where has this come from Cali, you're not making sense, how can you stop now? And you're not a sex toy, I've explained this, I may not treat you right but I have to mistreat you, you're meant to pleasure me, nothing more."
"I just don't want anything to do with you or 'your type anymore'. Don't talk to me, don't contact me, whatever this is, is over."
"Well, good luck out there, finding a man that will recognize and admire you the way I do." I replied.
"It's not like you'll ever love me like I know I sorta deserve, I'm wasting my time chasing you but, I like chasing after you--" I cut her off.
"You liked suffering the pain of chasing after me and knowing you'll never get me? There's no way you could ever change Cali, you're a masochist, you don't want to be saved, you don't want to change you're talking nonsense, come on, quit playing hard to get, I don't have to chase you, I'll find another girl."
Cali POV
I guess that does make me a masochist...But why does that mean I can't change. I do want to be saved, I do want to change but I can't let go of Abel, I just want him all to myself.
He looked at me, bit his lip and smiled. I sighed then jumped on him and wrapped my legs around his waist. We made out as he carried me upstairs, We have more than a prostitute and client relationship but less than an actual relationship, it just.....is what it is, call it what you want.
