where truth and fiction meet // buckin

seven

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Chris' POV
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We reached the door, as my heart was absolutely racing in its chest. I was so nervous for the events that were to occur. As I stepped in and smelt the familiar scent of my own home, I heard Dani text someone on her Blackberry. I remembered the sound of the keyboard as you typed, and for sure that was what it was. I ignored it though, and made my way to the kitchen. I was thirsty for something to drink.

I went in the kitchen alone to get the water it had seemed, as I didn't see her behind. I guessed she was sitting on the couch, texting that same person. I didn't think anything of it honestly and just grabbed myself the beverage.

After I drank a fair amount I walked back to the main room. There she sat. I smiled at her, looking down. She bit her lip, "Chris, baby," she said, in a flirting-like manner. I sat the bottle down on the coffee table, as I knew what her next movements would contain.

She got up from the couch, and cupped my face with both of her hands to kiss me. I accepted, kissing back almost instantly. She pushed me back on the couch. Thus, causing the kiss to break.

She was straddled around me, making out with me heavily. Danielle pulled the blue shirt over my head, and soon took hers off as well. I needed this. I was so happy to finally unwind.

*

Danielle and I did it last night as you can say. I had a pretty fun time, and I think she has as well. Or I hoped she did anyway.

I woke up, looking to the empty bed side she laid on just last night. It had seemed she has left after I fell asleep. I saw her phone left on the night stand. She must have left it.

I sat up, and wiped the sleep from my eyes. I took a deep breath in, reaching for my cell phone. I saw that I had four missed texts: three from Will, and one from Jonny.

From Will:

Chris, come eat dinner with me and Jon

Come on

We're leaving in ten minutes. Be at Denny's. Sent 12:32pm

It was now 12:38pm. I guess I still had time to make it.

Anyways, the other one from Jonny said the same thing. I hurriedly threw my phone on the bed, and got some better looking clothes on—opposed than pajama pants along with the no shirt I was wearing.

As I was finally dressed in a more acceptable looking outfit, I put my phone in my left pocket, along with Dani's. I was to give it to her later if I saw her.

On the table my wallet usually is, I grabbed it. I checked to see how much money I had inside. There was a whole lot less than there was yesterday. Hundreds of dollars were missing. Danielle must have taken some. Maybe she needed it for a good cause? I have no idea, but I don't mind though; I could just go to the bank and withdrawal some more for enough to eat a simple breakfast. It's not a big of a problem anymore than it would've been a few years ago.

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I had gotten a few hundred dollars from my account, and met up with them at the desired place. It took me about ten minutes, but I did show up. I ordered some pancakes with a couple slices of bacon.

"What's up with you and that girl?" Will asked, a mouth full of scrambled eggs.

"Uh, I dunno really. I like her though."

"Have you—done anything?" Jonny asked me. He sounded of worry and sadness. Why was he so concerned about if we were together or not? I didn't understand why, or how he could be this way.

"No—Not really, it's confusing," I laughed out, halfway telling the truth. I didn't want to hurt Jon. I sort of had a weak spot when I told Jonny about my personal life and romantic affairs. It has taken me awhile to explain a lot of other shit, let alone this one. I decided not to tell him about last night, just to avoid confrontation about how she's taken some of my money. I don't want her to sound like a thief when in reality it's okay that she took some. I just wish I knew why though. But anyhow, I don't ever know the real reason behind how I feel like I can't tell Jonny about my love life, as it's always been this way.

He nodded in understanding, and that was the end of that. We all continued talking about certain song lyrics, how fun the tour was, and just all around different aspects going on in our lives as a band or not. I just felt out of place talking about Danielle to them. Like she wasn't even a part of my life. It felt as if she didn't really mean all she said or did; I had the thought in mind that maybe she was just doing this to give me self pity. If that was true, I would completely lose my mind again. Just thinking about it stabbed me in the heart like it was actual physical pain.

While Will and Jon made a conversation together, I distracted myself by opened Dani's phone and reading her recent text messages, to see if she mentioned me to anyone.

I looked at the messages between her and some girl named 'Jessica', and they seemed like pretty well friends.

I read the full conversation they had together yesterday, and my heart broke reading everything. The feeling took place—the one and only one I wanted to avoid. I felt used.

Their texts were nothing other than calling me a "rich and vulnerable old man who wants someone to care for him."

She then went on to say that I was nothing to her, and I shouldn't have been from the start. Basically, saying she had a crush on me that shouldn't have went any further—but did anyways, out of my own control. She was getting at the fact at how she knew I was dealing with minor depression and how I would give in to any fucking thing she would do.

The emotions of anger, frustration, and a broken heart came and was there for a while. I knew Will and Jon was right in front of me, and that they were trying to ask me questions, but all I ever heard was like a cloud of mumbling; I didn't understand any of the words. I was just so hurt, and I felt like this were a dream. She doesn't know how much she meant to me—even though it was really odd for me to have fallen in love so very quickly and easily—while it was like she had felt nothing at all. I fucking knew it was too good to be true.

I can't believe I was fucking used and taken advantage of like that—once again.

Now—this is the part where I don't know where to go from here. What do i do now my heart was shattered, and used by someone that just wanted cash and fame?

In this world, it seems as if you never really had anyone who cares at all.