Mistakes of a Rock Star (Jensen Ackles FanFic)

12

Months drifted by with no word. I don't know what I expected. Did I really expect him to message me, or call me and beg me to be reasonable? I mean that's how it happened in the movies. But alas it wasn't a movie. Nothing was. I was hurting and I was an idiot. My pride would never let me give in and call nor would it let me cave and give up what I had already said.

In the midst of it all, I am ashamed to say, I did look at most of his social media sites. I couldn't pin point why I was so eager to keep tabs on him when I had made it so clear to myself that he was something I didn't need in my life. That was something I had to remember.

My last leg of the tour was approaching and the desire to go back home was growing fast. I couldn't remember a time I was so eager to get back home to my tiny studio apartment and veg out. Work was something I always drowned myself in, but lately I found myself just drifting along. I dug deep trying to get through the last little bit of the tour smiling at the bands I was photographing and joking at the most appropriate times. But once home it wasn't all that welcoming.

My apartment seemed tiny and empty. The walls, which at one time seemed so inviting seemed to close in on me. I sighed as I dropped my belongings heavily onto the floor. I wasn't sure why I still had the pile of pics sitting on my coffee table. I sighed glancing in their direction.

"You have to let go," I told myself as I casually picked up the photos. I held them above my trash can wanting to let go, but as I stood there I couldn't bring myself to drop them into the waste basket. I stood debating when I heard my home computer ping. I sighed putting the photos down on the counter top.

"An email from Gen?" I questioned as I saw the name pop up on my desktop screen. Several of them. My eye brows narrowed forward as I opened the last email, the most recent.

"I know it's been a long time since we've spoken. I hope all is well for you. I know you don't normally do photos that aren't band related, but Jared and I were discussing photographers and thought of you. You are the best at your profession. If you are interested please let me know. –Gen"

"Why would Gen need photographs?" I pondered as I reached for my cell to call her. After a few rings she picked up.

"Yay you called back," she cried.

"Hey sorry I just got home from tour. I don't normally read my emails. Why didn't you just text me?" I almost chuckled it was nice to hear from her.

"Sorry I didn't know if you had our number still," she answered honestly.

"So what did you need photos of?" I asked my curiosity piqued.

"Well we were wondering if you would take some maternity photos," and I could tell she was smiling.

"You guys are having another baby?!" I shrieked excited for them, and part of me excited for Jensen to have another nephew or maybe even a niece to spoil.

"Yes, and we want you take pictures of the gender reveal party," she explained.

"Sure, I'd be kinda honored actually," I admitted.

"Yes, thank you so much. Um the party is Saturday," she informed me as I tried to jot down the address and time.

"Sure sounds good." Then it dawned on me Jensen might be there.

"Oh don't worry I'll make sure Jensen doesn't know you are there, you're a ninja you can hide," she teased.

"Oh yeah. Thanks," I murmured. Maybe I shouldn't take this job. I bit my lower lip as she hung up. Instant regret and kicking myself in the ass set in.