Mr.Right Broke My Heart

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

"Lux! I'm coming in." Cameron yelled outside my door. Darn me for ever giving her a spare key in case of an emergency. This wasn't an emergency, I simply wanted to be alone.

I sighed in annoyance as I heard her heels clicking away in the hallway to my room. As the door flung open I pulled the silky covers over my face. I couldn't breath right since I had the cover plastered on my face but that didn't stop my stubbornness.

"If I didn't answer your hundreds of phone calls I obviously don't want to talk to you," I say through the covers, I'm surprised she heard because of how muffled I sounded.

"Oh stop being difficult and get up, it's been a week already." Cameron answered her heels stopping by the side of my bed. She yanked the covers off, a little too harshly that she pulled my hair along with it.

"Ouch," I yelped turning away from her completely.

I knew what I looked like. As an actress, I knew every one of my own faces better than anyone. I knew what I looked liked to me as well as everyone else. That didn't stop her though, Cameron pulled something out of her bag and like lightning I was staring at my own reflection.

I had dark bags under my bloodshot eyes, from turning in sleepless nights. My nose was red and it popped out more because of my pale skin. I looked pathetic and I knew it. It hurt to know someone I had once said I loved could betray me. What hurt the most was the immediate detest that overpowered my love for that person. I sniffled as Cameron's eyes softened.

"Come on you don't even need him," She said trying to be encouraging.

I didn't, and that was why I was crying, why I felt horrible. I thought Jason was being an asshole yet I didn't even realize that all of his stuff in our apartment was gone. That we didn't even sleep together or spend the mornings together anymore. I'm not saying he was right but I played a part in this.

"I saw him, I finally saw him for exactly who he was. A selfish child, who was for once in his life right. As much as I hate to admit it he was right, I was never there for him."

My voice was quiet and delicate as I said this. I tried to roll myself into as ball, to get away, but stopped as I saw Cameron. Cameron's sympathy turned to anger as she blankly looked at me.

"You were never there for him?, Who skipped school to pass out flyers so the burnout kids would remember to at least show up for his concerts. Who spent hours upon hours listening to him play guitar like a baby seal before that record company pried it from his bony little fingers?" she asked the desperation clear in her voice.

"You built the stage that idiot sung on, hell he spent all of his money on clothes meanwhile you got the guitar lessons, his voice lessons, and even that one yodeling teacher he was probably sleeping with her too."

"Really?" I ask incredulously but I still laughed at her effort.

I felt a sense of pride for having Cameron in my life as she made me feel better. She was that one person I had always been able to lean on just as she leaned on me. We'd been through so much together in the last few years, from her business almost failing as well as my many awful fights with Jason. She'd always been there to put me back together again and I couldn't have a better best friend than her.

"So what do I have to do to make this better?" I say my voice hoarse as I point to my phone that was strewn on the nightstand.

Hours before, I finally turned it off because of the constant voicemails from reporters and hate mail. This was during the I deserve this moment where I tortured myself by hearing and reading all my messages. They were not pretty. The worst one was that I was the other woman blocking the love between 'Jaxen' from blossoming because I was clingy and refused to believe we were over. It hurt more than I thought it would to see people rip me to shreds and I couldn't even muster up a single reply.