Chapter 67

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JAMES POV

I got back to my hotel room satisfied with my soft out with Pep. We have talked and laughed, and my mind diverted a bit from the pressure that the tour was causing me and even my family problems, I also needed that. I didn't need someone to pull me into temptation all the time, I needed someone who could be with me in a more normal way. I knew we had this rule on tour and that was drink and fuck as much as we could, but that was before...before I had two kids and before being married to the woman I've always been in love with. If you ask me, I didn't think letting a groupie suck me off was important, they didn't mean anything to me, they're just scum, eager to pleasure me somehow, but women don't seem to understand that part on the masculine side, to us a blowjob is a blowjob and nothing else. I guess guys tend to be more practical concerning these things, we don't mean to leave our life behind or it doesn't mean we don't love the person that's with us, we do, but it's cheap and easy pleasure, women, on the other hand, tend to take it at heart and they see it as cheating. So, I had a woman who was not different from the others, but I love her, so I also understand her side. I wouldn't find it funny if Andrea would do the same to me, and then say it was just sex, that she'd still love me. I wouldn't accept that, and it would hurt me deadly.

As I got to the hotel I called home. I was dying to do it, dying to hear my kid's voice and dying to know how the test went. At the second ring Sarah picked up the phone.

"Hey bunny." I said smiling like a fool. I confess those were the best parts of my days on tour, when I got to have the chance to talk to my loved ones and hear their voices.

"You didn't call last night." She told me rather sad. That was like a stab in my heart.

"I am sorry sweetie, I lost track of time. I am so sorry, but I did call this morning and mom told me you were sleeping with her in my bed." I heard nothing on the other end of the line, she went silent. "Sarah..." I called her name and then I heard a sniff and a soft sob, she was crying.

"I miss you daddy..." She said in between sobs and that was another stab in my heart, my eyes filled with tears in seconds and I chocked.

"I miss you too sweetie...a lot..." I told her with my voice trembling a bit.

"Trish died dad." She said still crying, I heard a noise and thought it was Andrea with her, but then I recognized Belle's voice.

"I know bunny, mom told me yesterday. I am really sorry sweetie, but she was suffering a lot and she's at a better place now, you have to remember that ok?" I cleaned my eyes, calming a bit from the initial shock.

"But I can't talk to her or hear her, or anything. I won't ever see her again." She still cried.

"No sweetie, you can't, but she is watching you all the time and if you want you can talk to her sometimes because she can hear you." I said.

"Do you talk to your mom or your friend that died?" She asked me, catching me off guard, she was making me go back on emotions I had blocked long time ago, and maybe on that aspect I was as fragile as she was, but I was her father and I had to be strong for her.

"Sometimes, I do..." I whispered as if I was afraid to confess it, and as I said the words my eyes began to cry again.

"If I die dad, will I be with Trish?" She asked me, crushing me with her question. I took the cell away from me so she couldn't hear the sob that escaped my lips. I couldn't let her know that I was crying and show her weakness. I took a deep breath and tried to clear my throat, so my voice sounded normal.

"You're not gonna die princess." I said with tears rolling down my face. My girl...no...she couldn't leave me.

"Trish had the same disease." She said.

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