A Kiss of Goodbye

38: Wild Needs

The days went by so slow, just as I thought I could rest fully but I am more bothered now. It had been almost a week since I last heard of him. I tried to call him 2 days after just to check but I couldn't reach him, I'm always left with a voice operator. Following days, still can't contact Gregg. How can he be the one to get mad when I was the one being exploited? Well not sure if it's the right word to describe it by it's how I felt.

I am more annoyed at myself than be angry at him because I have stepped on my pride multiple times trying to reach him. -"If he is done with me, then I should be done with him too. You can find someone else Aevey, the one that will fully love you and free to love you!" I mentally comforted myself. Men are just boys inside a fully grown body. Their character never seem to grow up.

What made me more sad now is that I have been slapped by the truth that I am not worth fighting for. Not a single explanation from him is a torture to my dignity.

My birthday is in two weeks and I haven't given it much thought. I was expecting to add another from my usual invited guests but I have yet again to wait for another year, hopefully.

It had been 2 weeks and I am still waiting for his text or surprise show up at my apartment although it doesn't bother me that much anymore. But his sudden change of heart is still heart breaking. I don't want to deny that I miss his touch. As long as I am on the same room, I am reminded of our romances and lustful acts my core is aching. I would be a hypocrite if I didn't miss having sex with him speaking as an adult with wild needs.

All this emptiness and sadness are at me again, this must be from my hormones. "Hormones???" I squealed and startled my workmate, good thing it was just the two of us. I sulk down at my table and continued to eat my lunch. I am few days late but I should not be that alarmed knowing that periods don't always come on the same day every month depending on how stressed you have been as I have observed it.

As much as I hate it, I returned to my old practice of quenching my physical contact desires. I would imagine and masturbate. Sometimes I would watch rated X files to increase my libido.

Feeling hopeless about the situation, I focused myself preparing for my 25th birthday celebration. It would be far from extravagant party, I'm only inviting family, close friends and workmates. I juggled through work and the planning. My parents offered some financial help, although I'm to proud not to accept it but honestly my finances are screwed considering my constant absences. I can't believe I'm half way through my 50's and still unable to find someone I can settle with.

People who've found their true love at an early age are lucky. They didn't have to go through difficult situations and heartbreaks or the feeling of rejection; not that I am saying they will not go through it under different circumstances but honestly I just envy them. No time wasted.

"What happened to him?" My mind would still drift at times to him. Am I really that easy to forget? I have given up reaching him through any means of communication after few days of failed contact. I didn't dare go to his place or work for my pride's sake. What if he doesn't really want to see me? I would only make a fool out of myself. I already had enough of it, I don't want no more.

I kind of given him a timeline, if it snaps then I will be completely done with him, I promise.

> DO YOU THINK IT'S THE END OF AEVEY AND GREGG'S LOVE STORY???<

>LET'S SEE HOW IT IS IN THE NEXT CHAPTERS