Hey y'all! I'm finally updating this book!!! I deleted the previous two chapters before this one because I felt like the book was being a bit too rushed.
Now, let's get into the story!
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Los Angeles, California June 15th, 2014 1:19am
☾Matthews☽
It has been a few weeks since I last talked to Chris and honestly I'm upset.
However, I have gotten tired of worrying about his problems and his career because he never once has been considerate of mine. I love my job, I admire it. I have bills to pay and I can't go on tour with him just to be with him when I have my own life to provide for.
I sighed before I gulped down the rest of my quesadilla.
I scrunched my face up once I realized that... I've gained weight. These past few weeks I have been struggling to fit into my jeans and my tank tops have been a bit more snug than usual. I can't lie to myself knowing that I been stress-eating a lot lately.
Dis tew much.
I got up and threw my Taco Bell trash away and got a bottle of water. What is my lifestyle right now? Chasing after him, wondering what he's doing, him him him HIM!
Just him.
What about me? I bet he is not worried or thinking about me since he's on tour. So why am I so focused on him and how my decision to not go is invading my mind?
Bitch-
I need to get my shit together. I'm tired of moping and not giving my A-game in my photos and editing for my job. I need to snap back into how I used to be and look a couple months ago before all this went down.
I walked into my room and laid on my bed as I turned on my air diffuser with my small remote. My phone rang and it was from my assistant.
"Hey Jen, what's up?" I said as I put her on speaker, scrolling through my emails.
"Cosmopotlian... They left a letter for you in the mail that I'm just now getting a chance to sort." She smacked her lips in annoyance causing me to giggle, "Did you want me to open it for you or did you want to wait until you come in?"
"Eh, you can go ahead and open it. It's probably something for Eric to review." I shrugged as I picked at my nails.
She hummed as I heard her opening the mail. It was a pregnant pause until I heard her gasp, "I know you fucking lying!"
