“Of course I do, Cameron.” She is just as hurt as I am now because I called into question her feelings for me. If that’s what I have to do to get Fate back here to me I will. “I just…you didn’t go to the media to tell them you weren’t with her. Maybe you are thinking why bother, you will just get back together anyway.”
“No, it’s because of you. If I went public and said I wasn’t with Trisha they’d ask about someone else and they’d know. Any damn fool knows I’m in love.” Her mouth drops open and I think she finally sees the distance I will go for her. “I tried to shelter you from the media, but it just seems to backfire on me.”
“Maybe this is just a sign it’s not going to work. You’re a rock star and I’m just me. Maybe our worlds are too different.” What the hell! That sets me off. I can’t believe she is saying this shit again.
“It’s like one step forward and two steps back with you, Fate.” I never know if I’m making the right move here, but right now I know if I let her go to Orlando she’s gone. “Only you can let me in. I can’t push through those fucking walls when you put them back up. Don’t do this.”
“I can’t talk about this right now,” she says softly.
“No matter what I do you’re always mad. Take a step back, you’re fucking mad. I say I love you and you’re mad. I can’t fucking win.” She looks scared by my aggressive tone and I immediately regret the force behind my words. Damn. “Please don’t leave, don’t leave me.” Walking up to her, I wrap my hands around her head, holding it in place so she can’t look away. “Without your touch I’m not going to last, Fate.”
Her eyes change. I’m not looking at the girl who was running. Fate is looking back at me now. Those walls are letting me in for the moment, so I have to bring them down. “I tried to stay away from you, I just couldn’t.”
“I couldn’t stay away from you either,” she whispers, and I know I’ve gotten her back.
“I swear on my damn soul there is nothing going on between Trisha and me. Even if you weren’t here, there still wouldn’t be. I won’t let her come between us. I promise you, Fate.”
“So what do we do?” she asks, and I wish I f knew. My phone beeps again and Fate goes into my back pocket to grab it. It is another picture without the top piece this time. “Is she really that desperate?” Fate slips out, and I know she didn’t mean to say it because she gasps in shock.
I can’t help the laughter that comes from me. “Wait, I have an idea,” Fate says and I’m worried and interested at the same time. She pulls me to our bed, in my bedroom. She pushes me against the bed, and I sit. She then yanks off my shirt, laughing the whole time like a fricking schoolgirl.
“I’m not sexting her back,” I say in complete seriousness because I’m not sure where she is going with that shit.
“Ya, that’s not happening. Mine only, remember?” Mine only. I like the sound of that.
“That’s right.” Forever hers. I just wish she’d say that but hopefully one day soon she will open up about whatever is weighing her down.
“Well, let’s show her.” If she weren’t Fate, I’d think this shit was about to become something that Scott was going to have to clean up later. She just looks so sure of herself. I can’t help but smile. She turns and sits in my lap, making sure my tattoo is visible. Now I know what she’s thinking. I wrap my free arm around her, making sure my tattoo is there for Trisha to see. She smiles in the camera, but I’m not even looking. I’m just watching Fate.
She shows me the picture and it’s beautiful. She looks happy and I look like I don’t give a damn about anything but her. Her hand is right next to my tattoo. She captions it. ‘Pretty sure that says Fate. I’m busy cumming with her.’ I bust out laughing. “Make sure I never let you go. I don’t want to see that happiness with anyone but me.” She squeezes me tightly and sends the picture. Trisha doesn’t respond and I don’t expect her to. Not much you can argue about when the girl’s fucking name is literally written on my heart.
We laugh about it for a good hour before I can tell she’s getting tired. She falls asleep against me as I’m singing to her. It’s become our newest baby step. I can’t sleep, though, for some reason. The residency is loud tonight and that might have something to do with it. I get up to leave so I can work on some lyrics and songs for the band. I don’t want to do it in here in case I wake her. As I walk out the door, I look back at her sleeping in our bed and I feel a sting. This girl came out of nowhere. My life was nothing before she came around. Yeah, I was never alone physically but until I met her, I didn’t know what it meant to have someone. I don’t ever want to go back to that empty feeling.