I hated the way this worked. I wanted to be with him again. I missed him. It was stupid. Who did this Horta think he was anyway? Just when everything was working out in my life he had to go and change everything.
I had tried a variety of times to get in contact with him, but each time it went onto answer machine. Still hearing his voice for those thirty seconds was okay. It was enough to keep me going. For now. I would need more. I needed to escape the clutches of Horta and his writing team or learn to influence them. I just had to see him again. My Gio.
Horta had paired me up with Matt. It wasn't fair. I was forced to be intimate with him but I didn't enjoy one minute. It's as if he gets kicks out of doing this too me.
I have lost all inspiration to write recently. I have lost all inspiration to do anything. My motivation, my world has gone. It has been two years since he walked out of that stupid apartment for good and I need him back. Even just to see him for a few minutes would be enough. I want to know how he feels. If he still loves me. If we could possibly be together again some day.
I spent my days wondering about what it would be like to roam around free. Doing whatever you wanted to do and when you wanted to do it.
I wanted to write. I wanted to be a world-renowned author and Editor-in-chief of a magazine. Sure, I had gone to YETI but it wasn't the same.
I missed everything and everyone. Everyone close to me had left. They had all been forced to leave me. Christina, Henry, Walter and the worst one Gio. I needed my best friend and the love of my life and if I had my way I was going to get him.
I, Betty Suarez was willing to fight.