"I always thought Adam was my true love - that he was the only person that could make me feel alive. So when he broke up with me, my world fell apart and my heart shattered into a thousand pieces. I was lost without him.
He was the one that had...
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I come from a small town where everyone knows each other. The kind where whole families stay for generations. It wasn't like people never left it, more that they always came back. Time stood still there, something I always liked about it.
Now it just reminded me on how much I had missed in my life. We had our house parties, a small club and the lake house of course, but it wasn't comparable with this.
'You should take of your shirt.' Is the first thing Jay says to me when we get out of his car. 'Why?' When I look down, I see that I'm still wearing my work outfit: the t-shirt Noah had given to me. I was a walking advertisement for Mi Vida Loca.
I quickly lift it over my head and then roll my eyes at Jay. 'Stop looking to me like that!' I snap when he's staring at me with a stupid grin on his face. 'I just thought about how sexy it would be when you strip off all your clothes instead of just this t-shirt.'
'Ugh...shut up!' Why was he always like this, saying things like that and making me blush all the time. I really didn't know what to think about it.
'Can I ask you another question?' The look on his face tells me I should say no, but I can't help to say, 'sure.'
'Why are you here? After all those years?' It's the last thing I thought he would ask. I assumed he would ask me why I was so prude and shy.
'Well...' I sigh, not knowing how to tell him this.'It's because my boyfriend broke up with me.' Was I seriously telling this to him?
'And I just couldn't stay there any longer.' I probably shouldn't been honest with him, now he's going to make fun of me, I know for sure. But he doesn't say anything and we walk next to each other in silence for a couple minutes. 'Your ex-boyfriend is the most stupid guy ever I presume.' He winks at me, 'breaking up with such a beautiful girl like you.'
'Did you just said something nice to me?' I joke with a big smile on my face, which makes him laugh. 'I guess.' He says when we reach the front door of the huge mansion, where two doorkeepers guard the entrance. One of them is tangled up in a difficult conversation, while the other gives us a bored look.
'Names please', he even sounds annoyed. 'Jay Steele and Reighley King.' Apparently he finds that funny, because he starts laughing. 'Yeah right, and I'm the president. Try this somewhere else kids, I have work to do.' He gestures us to leave the place. Jay and I share a look.
'I'm not the only one anymore who doesn't recognizes you.' But Jay isn't as amused by the whole situation as I am.
'You better let us in dude.' The doorkeeper still looks at us in an irritated way. 'Stop the act, it isn't working.' I know that Jay wants to say something else, but before he can even clear his throat, a group of screaming girls starts running towards us.
'JAY!' They yell at him, 'OMG THAT'S JAY!' The doorkeeper glares at us in shock. 'Not this again.' The man says more to himself than to us, looking completely distracted by the fans. Suddenly Jay grabs my arm and pulls me along with him. Quickly we go inside, leaving the guard with the fans.
'I hate screaming girls.' He shudders, 'they're crazy.'
'Is it always like this?' I want to know and he nods, 'when I go to parties like this: yes. But most of the time I can live a pretty normal life.'
We stand in an amazing hallway, with chandeliers hanging on the ceiling and expensive looking paintings on the walls. Exactly what I expected to see at a mansion. 'Reighley', he says to me with a knowing smile, 'the party is in the garden.' He stood there, observing me, looking absolutely handsome. His bright green eyes sparkling in the dimmed lights, a small part of me fluttered at the sight.
Stop! You know he has a reputation... My inner self screams to me in an attempt to protect me from him, but I don't know if I want protection. 'Do I have to drag you with me?' He whispers in my ear, leaning closer to me while he entangles our fingers. I pull my eyes away from him and look at our hands. 'You can't do this Jay.' My voice is barely noticeable. His relaxed smile had been replaced with a non-understanding look. 'What do you mean?'
Like he doesn't know what he's doing.
'Stop playing with me...' First he was a jerk to me, than his mood could suddenly change and he was like the sweetest person in the world, and now he flirted with me. I couldn't handle it, not now and probably not ever.
'I don't want to be the "next girl" you conquer, only to be thrown away afterwards.' He wasn't smiling anymore, I had truly hurt his feelings by saying that. 'You really think I'm like that, don't you.' He was angry and I couldn't blame him. 'Do you really think I just fuck around with every girl.' He shook his head, 'well, I guess I was wrong about you when I said that you were different.'
WHY...WHY? God Reighley, did you really had to fuck things up like this? Ugh sometimes...
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