The Challenge

The Interview

                                                                      SEBASTIAN

I never thought in a million years I would ever know what heartbreak felt like.

Now that I had...I hated it every minute of it. I hated myself. I hated I couldn't change what had already been done. I hated even more at the end of the day, Lexi was no longer in my life.

I had barely had her in my arms and with me for a day and of course my actions ruined it.

I meant what I said about being in love and sharing my life with her. However, my career and having millions of people relying on me to make them proud was a lot to just say no to.

It took me years longer than I'd known Lexi to get here. I couldn't just throw that all away either.

What was wrong with me?

Was it really because of my job or because I got scared that I couldn't make her happy again?

If I had it all my way I wanted to run after her now, get on my hands and knees and beg for her forgiveness, until I could feel those sweet and soft lips on mine again. But I couldn't.

She was gone from my life possibly forever and there was nothing I could do to change that. With each passing second, I felt my world becoming smaller and smaller missing the gentle touch of her love and kisses.

I was now in my car I had drove up to Palms Springs with Jeremy in the passenger seat, as we both had been on this ride back to Los Angeles for the entire hour and 40 minutes without even uttering a word.

After Lexi stormed out of my guest room, he was oddly already in the car waiting for us to go since I told him the new arrangement of me and London right after Luke and Wren left.

I guess he was angered and annoyed with this setup just as much as I was, but a deal was a deal.

Pulling up to our house, I wanted this ride to be long over already.

Pondering over the disappointment and regret I had for telling Lexi all I did earlier like I did, made me want to cry into a corner myself. I felt horrible.

So horrible, I might not really deserved an amazing woman like she is.

"Buddy, we're home." I told him sadly.

Jeremy then turned to me and smirked nodding. "Yeah, seems like it." He uttered.

"Do you want to get some drinks at the bar later? I have to spend another all nighter learning things in a packet about London as ordered, for the next 2 days before our big interview. So, I'm going to desperately need to recover and regain my sanity." I told him.

He sighed and stared out into the window emotionless and shook his head.

"With you, no thanks." He then replied dryly.

I glanced over to him mystified. Now I knew I was the reason for his true silence.

"Dude, why?" I inquired.

He chuckled spitefully and whipped his body toward me. Staring carefully to him, I could see something at that moment had then just snapped.

"Because I choose to not hang out with you right now Martinez. That's why. I choose to not spend another second supporting you and all you do, when it's wrong and you know it. I choose to find my best friend because...he's not the man I've came to know all these years anymore. See how I choose?" He responded coldly.