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he same time, not a single day passed that I was not reminded of what happened four yea

picture. It was like we were both addicts, trying to escape from the world, trying to find somewhere where everything would get better, or maybe i

. Shards of glass scattered around the room. My anger was still too fresh a

old enough to put an end to it. Maybe if I wasn't much of

gun bleeding. I felt a strange sort of satisfaction knowing that one of the mo

sed to my knuckles satisfied me as well and when I wa

rson I could count

I asked when he finally picked up

ne of your numerous magazines calls

my forehead, hoping it would help with the slight head

hat did you h

feel better, and I knew exactly how I wanted

le "Meet you by 8" And

8 Darren's Porsche pu

(a family thing) and we were New York eligible bachelors both known for womanizing, maybe it was because we had

what is going on?" He asked a

was al

r, nobody did. How could I tell him about her without seeming so weak? So fragile? It would ruin

. I liked being talked about that way, I loved that no one knew the real me, heck I didn't even know the real me- sometimes I forgot who I was. But it was better than telling people ab

r thoughts are so loud and yet I can't see

wasn't a very persistent person and I knew it wasn't goi

day you'd have to talk to me, you can't keep building these walls around you, and wh

could I possibly sa

or the first-class citizens like us. The music was soft, the lights dimmed, it was a dark place that gave the illusion of being intimate. Soft music. Some girls were already dancing by the poles, some who were entertaining their male co

rren's attention as his gaze was fixed on he

the predatory smile she shot his way and that

even though I knew

me, taking in all of the details of their bodies, o

a group of girls stood. The one who caught my eye was the blonde in the

something told me that I should watch,

m the bottle of whiskey she held in

ant to be there. I had never seen anyone so serious and carefree at the same time. When I looked around, I noticed that I wasn't the only man who

never noticed at all. Her eyes darted from left to right and back again, her a

quickly turned away, not wanting our e

at I had