|Gia|
Walking. Jogging. Running. Alone.
Everyday, I go for a walk, that eventually turns into running. It's the only exercise I get. But I don't do it for exercise, I do it because it clears my mind. It clears all the shit I've endured, from my mind.
I put my headphones in and let the music take over my body. I was playing my favorite playlist. It consist of nothing but Jhené Aiko, Tinashe, and The Weeknd.
In the middle of Stay Ready, I bumped into a muscular chest.
"I'm sorry." I said.
No, it's my fault." He said. I quickly rose to my feet, then continued running when I realized I never saw his face. I looked back at him. Brown skinned, muscular, and tatted. From the back, he is sexy as hell. But it would be a shame if the front looked like all hell broke loose on it.
I got back home to my small apartment. I'm temporarily living in a extremely small apartment until I get back on my feet after what happened. I still think about it sometimes.
I blinked to get that memory out of my head. I've been trying so hard to get that out if my head. That memory is the reason I'm single.
~~~
I laid down on my bed, after a long run. I didn't feel like going to work today, so I called in sick. I know that lying is not a good solution to every problem, but sometimes the results make me happy.
I work at as a magizine editor at Sunset Magaizine. It was started by my grandfather, who named it after his wife, my grandmother, Sunset. I write the most popular section in the entire magazine, the advice colum, Ask Ms. G.
People asked my for my help on any and everything, relationships, sex, absolutely anything. Some of the things they ask me are weird, but others are actually really good. All of the questions are answered and sent back to the person who sent it, but only a few get to be in the magazine.
I walked out of my room and into my kitchen. I grabbed a bottled water out of the refrigerator, then walked into my living room and sat down. I got a call from my mom, but ignored it. She was probably going to lecture me again about not coming into work today, she was my boss.
Not long after the call from my mother, I got a text from my best friend, Joshua. Joshua has been there for me since my brother left. He was the only one who was there for me after the "incident".
Josh: Hey, why aren't you at work?
It really is a pleasure working with my best friend, even though he's just the mail boy. Once he's done when the mail stuff, he comes to my office and helps me go through the Ask Ms. G letters.
Gia: I didn't feel like it. Did mommy ask you to ask me that?
Josh: Yep.
Of course mommy would ask him that, she always goes to Josh when I'm not at work, assuming that he would know since he is my best friend. After I read the text, I turned my phone off, because I knew she would be calling soon.
|Tremaine|
That girl that I bumped into today was beautiful. I had been thinking about her all day for some reason. I just have to see her again.
Just as I was in my thoughts. I got a call from my manager.
"Hello?"
"Next week, Tuesday, you have an interview and photoshoot with Sunset magazine at 11:00 am." He said.
"Alright." I replied, then hung up.
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