A/N: Hey, I wrote much at vacation! I almost finished it, only the sequel any more… But I'm evil, I hold back the last chapter! A big thanks to all reviewers, especially to KarenleFay, who reviewed every chapter!
Greg:
In the middle of the night I wake up. Nick still sleeps soundly, his arms wrapped around my waist, a smile on his face. I just wish I could be as happy as he is… But Crane's words have opened my eyes, they are still echoing over and over in my mind: "You're worthless, little slut. Nicky knows that to. Do you believe he would care if I killed you right now? Do you really think he loves you! No, he only pities you!" These words pierced right through my heart. Could it be true? Has Nick spoken the "I love you"'s without meaning behind it? Has he been such a good actor to fool me all along? My mind tells me he isn't, he loves me, but my body tells me he is. I've been fooled so many times, I didn't even believe in love anymore… till I met him, the gorgeous Texan. How could I have been so blind? To believe it would work this time? I should have known it was going to end like this… with a broken heart. It always feels as if a part of you is dying, no it doesn't just feel as if, a part of you is actually dying. With every relationship you leave a part of you behind, only to become someone new, someone you might not even recognize.
After I found out my last boyfriend cheated on me and left him I had to fight hard to become once more someone to be proud of. I never found out how I succeeded… and now this! Should I talk about it with Nick? No, it wouldn't do anything, if he pretended it for so long he'd probably deny it… There's only one thing to do: get away! Very careful I try to fee myself from Nick's grasp. He stirs a little, but thankfully he doesn't wake up. I tiptoe to the living room to think. Where can I go? I never had many friends, you know, especially when I moved here. Yeah, I know: Sally Andrews! I know her since college, for a few months back then we've even been a couple. We always stayed in touch sending letters every now and then. Having found her phone number I dial it closing my eyes praying "Be there!" After the third ring she picks up, her voice sleepy. "Hey, Sal, it's Greg." "Oh hi, Greg! How are you doing?" "Okay…. Listen, can I stay with you for a few days? Please?" "Sure. You can stay as long as you want. But what's up?" "Great! I'll tell you later. Thank you so much. I'll be there in half an hour, if that's okay with you." "'kay. See you then." "Bye!"
From the guest room I take a bag, then I go to the bathroom, packing my things quickly. Holding my breath I return to the bedroom to get some clothes and the photo of Nick and me I love most… I shouldn't take it, but I have to. Many times I toss a glance over at Nick. I cannot believe he did this to me… Not on purpose. Having finished I give him a light kiss on the cheek and walk out of the door. I don't want to look back, but I cannot help it, the image is now branded in my mind. Tears well up in my eyes now, with all strength I hold them back whispering "I'm sorry". Briskly I turn around leaving the house after leaving him a short note.
It's a 20-minutes ride to Sals apartment, long enough to keep me wondering if I did the right thing.