Chapter 7
It's been a week since he threw me out for the second time. There has been no contact, I haven't seen him or heard from him. I'm going crazy, I wanted to send him an email just saying "I didn't sleep with Ethan, I was trying to make you care, I know it's stupid but I was insecure about us" well good job Ana! I'm sure you're not insecure anymore. You two are doing great! I need to know anything about him. Should I call Taylor? Or Gail? No no, Elliot! Wait, I gave him my phone. I only have my old phone, and I changed my number so that Christian couldn't track Me, I don't have their numbers. Kate has his number! But I don't want to bother her. Fuck.. Oh! He is Christian grey, what if I Google him? There's going to be something there.
So I tipped Christian grey November 2012. 7 pictures show up.
"What the fuck?" I'm crying so hard. Why? It's only been a week. What about the "i love you Ana, I'm just hurt?" he's moving on, with some whore that I don't even know. According to Google, they are dating, and they have been for the last month? What? He was with me a month ago and everybody knows that! I need to call him right now, but what if she is with her? It's your fault Anastasia! You told him that you slept with Ethan when that's a lie, you made him believe that. You cheated on Christian grey you stupid! What were you expecting? He has tons of women trying to get him every day.
I'm not calling, I should let him be happy after the shit that I made.
it's been a week since Anastasia left her things here and left. I wasn't throwing her out like she thought, I was just so jealous that I didn't want to be too mean to her. I mean I understand what she was saying; she has to deal with women that I've slept with all the time, and she has only been with two men. But I was the only one and it hurts that she did that to me, I can't breathe when I think of her screaming his name, in bed. I'm not ready to be with her because of all this anger. Does she even care about me at all? She didn't try to contact me; I have no way to track her down without the car. I mean, I could track her, I'm Christian Grey, but it seems that she doesn't want me to.
She changed her number, and I don't wanna look like a stalker anymore than I already do by calling.
I had an idea that I was hoping that could work. I would take a friend to dinner a couple of times, just to see if Ana cares, cause if she does, she's coming here asking for answers, but until now nothing. There are even articles saying that I'm dating this girl, and I haven't kissed her ever. Maybe that's what's missing from my story; maybe Ana needs a picture of me kissing Emily.
After the cheating and the fighting I was hoping that she would show me how much of a mistake Ethan was, and that she loved me, only me. Instead she left when I asked, and never came back. Maybe I was too hard? I admit it; maybe I was kind of an ass, and I'm still so curious about what she had to say to me, but any more details about her and Ethan? That was disgusting.
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After what I found I couldn't stop goggling him and that bitch. Her name was Emily Montgomery and she was a publicist. She was very rich, because of her parents business. She had brown hair, green eyes, perfect body. So far, the perfect match for Christian. I'm nothing compared to her! The woman is flawless.
"Oh no, not this, please I can't see this kind of stuff"
There it was, a picture of Christian kissing her in a restaurant. The title said "It seems that these two are doing great. Anastasia who?" gosh, that hurts. I'm not ruining this for him. I messed us up. He deserves to be with someone like her.
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So, the pictures are out. I do hope Anastasia sees them fast. I miss her. I miss her touch, her company, everything. But I can't trust that she loves me back, so this situation is perfect. If she loves me she would be so jealous that I can't even imagine. I smiled. This is going to work.
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I can't be home anymore, I'm always staring at their kissing photo. His lips, in another woman's mouth. It hurts. Now I know how much I hurt him, he must hate me.
I'm going out tonight, I need a drink. Wait, not one, like 100 so that I can forget all of this crap. I'm starting to feel like an alcoholic.
I went to a bar close to my apartment named. "Just do it" oh that was convenient.
"Good night miss..?"
"Steele" I smiled back at him.
"Miss Steele what can I get you tonight?"
"I want something strong like, vodka. And I want it to keep coming until I say that it's enough" is there going to be enough to put my mind away from him?
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Nothing yet. She saw the pictures already grey, she doesn't care. What is she doing now? I need to know. "Taylor! Find out where Anastasia is as fast as you can"
"Yes sir."
This was so weird. Maybe he was really better than me and she us fucking him like I suggested. Stupid! How could you suggest that to her. I hope she is at home though, watching tv.