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finally get my fill and we load up
    again. I pull out my phone when it starts
    to vibrate. I can see that it isn't a name
    that I have programmed so I let it go to
    voice mail.
    Once the message is received, I
    listen to it.
    “Hey, Taron! It's Emily. I can't
    wait to hang with you tomorrow night. I
    just thought I would see when you’ll be
    here. Maybe we can hook up before the
    concert. Call me if you want to. I'll see
    you soon.”

    I’m sure Emily will be waiting for
    me when we arrive. I tuck my phone in
    my pocket and mentally plan to call her
    when we check in to the hotel. We pull
    back on the highway and continue the
    longest ride in history.
    I head back to the same bed that I
    crashed in earlier with the plan to do it
    again. This is the longest fucking drive
    of my life. I want to sleep this shit off.
    I lie awake as the bus burns up the
    miles. I can’t seem to shake off the
    memories of Ivy. I am just so pissed at
    myself for thinking that we were going to
    try
    a
    relationship together. This
    probably works out best anyway. I can
    live up to my reputation and just hook up
    every night. No strings. No
    commitments. No worries. I just hope I
    can get her out of my head.
    I feel my phone vibrate again. It's
    Ivy texting.
    I like how she has the nerve to act
    like everything is perfect. I can't deal
    w ith her right now. I was an idiot to
    think we could be more than a great fuck.
    A great fuck is an understatement.
    She has my mind going all different
    directions. I want to feel numb about her
    like I do any other girl that climbs out of
    my bed. Hell, some never make it to my
    bed at all.
    It is much easier when you don’t
    have the complications. Just walk away
    after the deed is done. Walk. The. Fuck.
    Away.

    I can't sleep so I make my way to
    the front of the bus and find everyone
    else crashed. I make a beeline to the
    alcohol at Luke's feet and take it back to
    the room with me. I swallow and feel
    the burn all the way down. It was much
    easier to deal with this shit when I was
    drunk. I hear my phone again, this time I
    decide to answer it.
    “What?” My irritation is obvious.
    “Why are you being an ass?” She
    sounds pissed off at me. Ivy has no right
    to be pissed at me.
    “Why are you being a bitch?”
    This silences her. What, she doesn’t
    have a come back? She always has
    something to say.
    “What, Ivy? Why did you call
    me? What more can I do for you?”

    “I just needed to hear you.” I can
    hear hurt in her voice. Why is she doing
    this?
    “Now you’ve heard me. What
    else do you want?”
    “Nothing, Taron. I don’t want
    anything from you. I just want you to be
    happy.” I almost didn’t hear her. She is
    talking so quietly. Where is the feisty
    girl I know?
    “I was happy, Ivy. You made me
    the happiest guy just as fast as you turned
    me into the fucking angriest. I can't let
    you control my emotions like this. If you
    want to play games, find someone else.”
    “Taron, I didn’t mean to hurt you.
    There is nothing going on with me and
    anyone else. Aiden is just a friend.”
    “I saw you, Ivy.”
    “It's not what it looked like.”
    “So he wasn’t holding you naked
    in his arms? You weren't holding him
    back? He wasn’t in your bedroom after
    we fucked on every possible surface in
    that room?”
    “Yes, but nothing happened.” Her
    words are barely a whisper through her
    tears.
    “Enough happened. Why would
    you let him in your room after
    everything?”

    The other end goes completely
    silent. I can hear her crying. I close my
    eyes and listen to the most confusing
    woman that I have ever met cry. “Guilty
    tears hurt the worst, don’t they?” My
    words quickly pull her out of her
    moment of sobbing.
    “Taron, I can't go into everything
    that happened. I wish I could go back to
    l as t night. I would never have fallen
    asleep. You have no idea how bad I
    want to go back to the moment you were
    holding me, but I can't. No matter how
    many times I close my