AngelicaYou know that feeling you get when you know you've said too much of the heavy things that should really never be spoken out loud in the first place? I had that feeling, in my stomach the entire time we walked down to the beach. Will didn't seem to mind my silence, but I minded. I minded that I'd basically exposed myself to him a very vulnerable way and he'd chosen silence. Again.And the more I thought about it the more disappointed I became.Until Demetri's words hit me all over again like a sense of Déjà Vu when I saw his face near the bonfire."He doesn't hate you. He hates himself."I stumbled into the sand, Will gripped my arm and kept me from planting my face in the dirt. "You okay?""I don't hate you." I said the same thing that the guys had said to me over and over again this past week. I looked up at Will and spoke slower, with more meaning. "I could never hate you, Will. Ever. No matter what's been said, you aren't easy to hate. You're just easy to miss, whic
WillI carried her to her bedroom, she was slumped in my arms like she was in a sugar coma. As gently as I could I removed her shoes and tucked her under the covers as I'd done a million times before the breakup.Before we broke.She sighed and turned on her side, pieces of marshmallow stuck to her hair.I grinned and slowly pulled them away."Night." I kissed her forehead, only to have her hand shoot out and grab my right biceps, scaring the ever-loving shit out of me."Stay." She pleaded in a sleepy voice. "Please, just stay."I gulped, licking my lips, turning and looking at the doorway I very well should walk through, the only escape before I made the choice that would change whatever we had been building between us.Sink or swim.Fight or flight.The easy road, walking out of that room.Ignoring the fast beating of my heart, the rhythm of my pulse as it sped up when her eyes blinked open like she was waiting for certain rejection.I peeled my shirt over my head and t
Will"Someone didn't get any food last night," Zane said in a singsong voice as he strummed his damn guitar and wrote down a few lyrics.We were on set waiting for our call times, and when I say we, I meant me. Zane just decided it would be fun to torture me while he wrote another hit song and made millions of dollars with no shirt on."Can we not talk about this?" I hissed, "Let's talk about your tour, the last company did a shit job, we need to hit it bigger with-""I'm not going on tour," Zane interrupted. "I just got done touring man, I want a break.""But-" I frowned. "You realize that you earned over twenty-eight mil on your last tour right?""What the hell do you think I need more money for?" He stopped strumming. "I write music because I love it, because I have to, because it's my passion. You know this about me, it's why you look so damn sad all the time. You quit because of her, you quit it all, and you lost yourself man, you lost your fucking music." He dropped his g
AngelicaWell I went all in.Threw my cards in his face.Admitted it all.Except that I still wanted him.Loved him.Breathed him.But at least... at least maybe, it would help us heal, move past this part of us that we were both trying so desperately to cling to, I was done clinging to the damaged burned pieces when all I wanted were to build new ones."Gem?" I was getting my hair put in a ponytail rather than my usual baseball cap."Yes honey?" She pulled tight enough for my scalp to rip right off my head near my ears."Do you think it's possible to give someone a second chance, when they hurt you so much that it destroyed your life?"She stopped tugging and looked at me through the mirror. "Nobody decides whether or not your life is destroyed but you. To let someone have that much power over you isn't right. It isn't healthy.""No, I mean-" I was frustrated just trying to explain what I meant."-like they ruin your life.""Only person capable of ruining your life, is y
WillI turned the AC on full blast, opened every damn window in the car, and was still sweating profusely.It was fifty outside.So I only had my own internal wildfire to blame. Just touching her like that, kissing her... I slammed my hand against the steering wheel, she jumped next to me.Maybe I finally understood drugs.Because I couldn't think beyond anything but tasting her again.Drinking from her lips, sucking her dry, licking every inch of her body until I had no energy left."Sorry." My voice was gruff. "It's not you. Well, it is you, but not for the reasons you're thinking." I groaned. "Shit, this isn't coming out right. What I mean is... I'm not angry at you." Yeah that sounded so much better, Will."Good." She crossed her arms. "Because I don't do that anymore.""Huh?" Now I was confused. I glanced over at her closed off position, the way she was tucking her body toward the door like she was preparing to armor herself against the arrows getting shot her way. "You
WillMe: I think I messed up.Zane didn't answer right away.I tucked my phone back in my front jeans pocket and reached for my beer. The sun was starting to set. Ang hadn't left her room since we got home.She took one look at the door, gaped at me, then slowly walked inside and shut me out.Shut whatever had taken place between us down.My heart cracked a bit.But what did I expect? For her to jump up and down and say these are the words I've been waiting for! "Yes, take me now!"I groaned and took another sip, then put my legs up on the balcony as the wind picked up around me.I was still shirtless.Still in leather, though I had no idea why. Maybe the idea of taking off these clothes meant that it was over.The kiss.The confessions.The day.The doors to the balcony opened.I almost fell out of my chair when Ang walked out to the balcony attached to her bedroom. We were miles away from each other, not really but it felt like it, both balconies were side by side,
AngelicaHe gave me my door back.After asking for forgiveness.He gave me the one thing back that still kept me powerless and put us back on equal ground.I don't know how long I stared at the stupid door. It was plain, white, nothing pretty or special about it.Except it represented both his trust and forgiveness.And in that moment all I wanted in life was to be worthy of more doors I could open, where he'd be standing on the other side.I made him wait until I was ready to face him.Until he was ready to face me.And when I walked outside, I knew it was time.I dropped my armor at the door, held my head high, and spoke to both past and present.Praying for a future.I leapt.And he followed.The cold air bit into my skin before the water from the heated pool swirled around me, and then warm hands pulled me against a strong chest. His mouth was on mine before I could protest, my legs wrapped around his body before he had a chance to deny me."I never stopped," Will
Will"This better be fast," I said, towel wrapped around my waist as I paced in front of Zane. Ang was showering and whatever shit was about to fall, I wanted to protect her from it all. Even if it had nothing to do with her or us, I didn't want her worrying about anything. Not so soon."Wow, look at that." Zane crossed his arms. "Give a guy a little bit of food, and suddenly he remembers all the reasons for feasting.""Really?" I groaned, "We're doing this now?""You texted. I texted back multiple times. There was a storm, I was worried." Zane shrugged. "And then Jay was looking for you, and he couldn't get ahold of you." He tossed me my phone. "I think you should check your messages, unless you'd rather hear it from me first.""Hear what?" A sense of dread washed over me."You know what?" Zane looked skeptical, "I have a better idea, give me your phone. I'm going to put it away until you get fed some more, you can come grab it before you're needed on set, before the storm."