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The song was great and had the crowds revved up and excited, but our dance put them over the top. The air in the room was electrifying. Billy knew things were getting out of hand, not just on stage but also in the club and that could be dangerous, so the next song he sang was much slower. He pulled me into him and sang “No Matter What”. It was a romantic rock song and I secretly wished he really meant the words of the song he sang to me.


The room swelled with applause and after the song was over the crowd started cheering, “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” and he did it. He leaned in and kissed me slowly, making me savor his lips, which tasted like cherries. I felt a stirring inside of me that I’d been trying so hard to keep squashed. He broke away from my mouth, took my face in his hands, and smiled. We gazed at each other for what seemed like an eternity. His fingers caressed my cheek, and then his lips found mine again.


Sadly however Billy’s love act didn’t last and when the set ended so did his affections towards me. He set his sights on a petite brunette and her friend, an exotic looking girl with dark blonde hair and aqua blue eyes. I knew he was going home with them after the club closed and I didn’t want to see it. When we finished the last set I had Vin take me home.





Chapter 16 - Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow

All I wanted to do was be with Billy, to be near him, touch him, and kiss him. My body ached for his touch and my mind raced with thoughts of him. But finally I had enough. It was all just more than I can take.

The next day I filled my suitcase with what I could and then put the rest in trash bags. I took my time packing, not really wanting to but I knew I had to. I couldn’t do this anymore.

It was getting late, probably about dinner time now, but I knew the time had come for me to leave, so I trotted downstairs with my clothes and put them in the trunk. It had started to rain outside and it was getting dark but I didn’t let that deter me. I went back upstairs for my suitcase and did my best to drag it down the stairs. When I got to the front porch Billy came running outside.

“What the f*ck do you think you are doing?”



“What do you care? I’m just a horrible mistake. Remember Billy? I heard what you told that girl about me.” It was something I overheard him tell one of his bimbos from last night when she asked who I was.

Billy rolled his eyes. “Get back inside. It’s pouring rain out here.”

“I don’t care, Billy. I can’t do this anymore. I’m going back to Oklahoma.”

“Please, Stacy, just come back inside and let’s talk about this.” He held his hand out to me; it was shaking slightly, just barely enough to be visible.

“There is nothing left to say. You’ve made your feelings about me abundantly clear. You prefer your whores to the real thing. I got it. You don’t have to keep reminding me.”

“You are blaming me for this? You are the one who went back to your ex-boyfriend. I was just giving you the space you needed to be together.”

I looked at him in confusion. What did he mean I got back with my ex-boyfriend? But all I could stammer was, “What?”

“I saw it, Stacy. I f*cking saw it with my own eyes.”

“You saw nothing! That’s impossible, because there was nothing to see. I never went back to Jeromy!”

“Las ... Vegas.”

“Las Vegas? What does that mean? I’ve never been to Las Vegas in my life.” I really had no clue what he was talking about and what Las Vegas had to do with anything. Was he just throwing out random words to be an ass?

“I mean, the same way you found out Jeromy lied to you about being in Vegas is how I knew where you were.”

I desperately tried to search my memory for what he was talking about. Then it hit me. It was my phone, the Find Friends app. Oh God, my phone gave away my location. “Billy, no. I was not with Jeromy. I went to see his mother. I sat on her floor and cried in her arms. Jeromy did eventually go there but we didn’t make up. We didn’t do anything like that at all. We just talked and realized that there was no way we could ever go back to how we were. For us it was over; our time had passed.”

The rain was coming down harder now, we were soaked from head to toe but I hardly noticed. My heart was breaking. I didn’t want to leave but it was clear Billy didn’t want me to stay, not really. His love for me was gone, he had been so cruel to me lately, and there was no way I could be near him and watch him with all of those other women.

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