In Another Life

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I posted it on my story with the words "Had a great time at Playlist! Will post pics later!" I noticed that Colby had posted a story, and my heart jumped in my chest. I just stared at his icon with the little red ring around it for a few seconds before pressing my thumb against it. His gorgeous face filled my screen, but his blue eyes weren't as happy as I remembered them being. "Hey guys, we're boarding the plane, on our way back to LA. It's been an amazing week. I want to thank all of the fans for coming out to meet us. It was really great meeting all of you...I miss you already." He gave a small smile, then pressed his fingers to his lips, before bringing them to his screen. Damn him. I inhaled a shaky breath, then shook my head. My inbox was overflowing with messages so I decided to see what people were saying. I didn't really feel like talking, but maybe I could see some of it without opening them just yet. So I pressed the little arrow, my eyes growing wide when I saw the name at the top of the list. "Colbyy," I breathed out, stunned. He had sent me a message to my fan page. I was almost scared to open it. Almost. I pressed my finger to his name, waiting for the message to load. "Well...you have sent me quite a few messages huh? lol they're very interesting. I just wanted to tell you that I miss you. I can't wait to talk to you again and I will facetime you as soon as I can. I won't forget you baby girl." My hand had traveled to my chest, gripping the front of my shirt over my heart, while reading his simple message. I wanted to cry again. There was no way that I would ever be able to get over him. My eyes stung with tears again as I starting typing my reply. "the messages were sent when I thought you would never see them, you ass. I miss you too. More than you know." I hit send, closed the app, then put my phone away again. That was enough for now. Enough to get me through this long ride home. I closed my eyes, sinking down in my seat a little and crossing my arms over myself. My thoughts went to the the amazing time that I had with Colby, not that long ago. The way he was so gentle, worrying about me, but then knowing when to be forceful in his motions to make the experience so much better. I couldn't help the thought of just how much practice he had to have to be that good, from flitting through my mind. Now he was going right back to LA, right back to a thousand females ready to jump into bed with him. Females who were a hundred times prettier than me, skinnier than me, did their makeup better than me. Ones who could afford trainers, gym memberships, skin care products that consisted of more than just face wash, clothes that costed more than I made in a month...those types of girls. These thoughts would always come back into my mind, reminding me that, no matter what he said, I was, in all honesty, probably just a distraction for him. Something different. I sighed, keeping my eyes closed, just praying for sleep. I needed the absolute bliss of nothingness right now. We had stretched the car ride out on the way to PlayList, turning it into a road trip, something fun for us to remember. Now, we just kept going, no random stops, no motels, just driving straight through. Sleep finally took me, and I escaped into my dreams for a couple of hours, reliving my time with Colby, only this time I got on the plane back to LA with him. My head snapping to the side, as Denise let out a stream of curse words while jerking the wheel, snatched me from my dreams. Kenzie and Sarah let out short screams, while I just looked around in a daze, my eyes wide, trying to figure out what in the fuck was happening. I thought we had wrecked, but no, we were still riding, no blood, no crunched metal. I looked at Denise, ready to kill her almost for making my heart stop. "Why...did you do that?" I asked, through gritted teeth. "A fucking deer ran out in front of me T. How about you take the wheel? My hands won't quit shaking. Stupid fucking deer, trying to get killed. Hell, trying to kill us!" She pulled over onto the side of the road, and we all got out for a moment, stretching our legs, before she and I traded spots. I climbed in behind the wheel, put on my playlist, turning it up as loud as I could stand it, and pulled back onto the road. Only 3 hours of driving left and we would be home. I zoned out, singing along to the music, and having random conversations with my friends. Yeah, my chest still felt like it was caved in, but I've had to bury things before and act normal. I could do it this time too. Hopefully, with time, it wouldn't hurt this bad. The girls ended up falling asleep on me, which sucked, because it left my mind to wonder what Colby was doing right now. I wasn't sure how long their flight was, but I was pretty sure it was around 5 hours. That meant he was still sitting on the plane, either talking to Sam and Kat, or sleeping. I assumed he was sleeping. The next three hours dragged by for me, constant thoughts of Colby on my mind. When I finally pulled into mine and Denise's apartment parking lot, I breathed a sigh of relief. While I hated it here, and truly thought it was boring, it was still home. Plus I was just sick of being in that car. I wanted to relax for a little while in my own space. I woke up the girls, and we all piled out, dragging our things from the trunk, and pulling them up the stairs. Denise and I lived on the top floor, the third floor, of the apartment complex and there was no elevator. At least we would get our exercise everyday.