ZoomaRavewolf

      Going Back to the Hotel    As we rode the limo back to the hotel, I couldn't help but think what all had happened at the shoot. After the break, we changed wardrobes and went "to the beach" as Pete said. The set was different as they added sand, some water, wind, and an interesting green screen that I really felt pale compared to. Zen was perfect, as always, and I felt like I shouldn't have been there at all. The manager was staring daggers at me and I couldn't help but lay my head on Zen's shoulder. He patted my head.    "Are you tired my sweet?" I nodded and closed my eyes for a moment. How did he do all of this without losing ene

                ~+The Photoshoot+~    Zen smirked at the manager as he grumbled his displeasures about me joining. I couldn't help it that the gods of fate had brought Zen to me. The photographer saw me off to the side and asked Zen who I was. "Why, that is my new girlfriend," he replied, and the photographer looked at me again. "She is magnific!" he said, "We must 'ave 'er with you!" Zen smirked wider and looked over at me too, walking over as a god would a mortal. "He says he wants you to be in the shoot with me. I guess he likes you too." Zen winked at me. Why did my heart just start to race?    "But... I'm not a model," I replied and

                The Next Day    There came a knock at the hotel door and I was still sleeping in Zen's arms. I felt him  get up and groaned inwardly. I had been comfortable and warm. Another man's voice was at the door. "Where in hell did you go last night? The bodyguards couldn't find you anywhere! And for God's sake! Why is there booze on your dresser and......." there was silence for about a minute. "Zen....tell me you didn't." Zen chuckled. "Tell you I didn't meet a girl and show her a couple of my talents?"    I could hear the man silently cursing and slept still, tangled up in the luxury I rarely knew. "Look, Jack, I know you don't

         *~*Z E N*~*    What is there to say about Zen? He seems flawless, perfection to the fullest extent, those green eyes seem to melt you to the core, and his body is so fit and lean that you could just freeze him and even the frozen him would be amazing. Zen seemed so much into what I was saying, and his personality shone, attracting me all the more. Help! I could not escape now! I'm too far gone!    "Tell me, mystery lady," he said softly, lounging on the hotel bed, "do you have a name?" I debated on telling him this, knowing that I could be in a tabloid as "the other woman."    "First, tell me if I am 'the other woman' and then

(yes another story, I know)    He sat there, looking at me as if his goodbye wasn't enough torture for me and my already fragile heart. I couldn't breathe, or speak, or even swallow this damned knot that was probably preventing me from breathing in the first place. I felt like my world had just stopped, and somehow I was still moving. No....More so like I was falling off the face of the planet. If that were even possible. How could Derrik have done this to me?    Did he plan it from the beginning or was I losing my mind? Something inside me told me to nod as he spoke, but I couldn't hear what he said over the sound of my heart pounding in

 I'm just a stray, look away I'm not worth the pain. On the streets I roam, With no place to call home, forever on the move. You don't know me, only judge by what you see, so hard to love this one. I fell into a spiral, my love goes viral, and yet I'm tossed away. You don't have to pretend, I can see my fateful end, alone and sad at the end of the day.

   Im choosing to label myself as the one that got away. You don't realize how good I could have been for you, even though I told you what I would do for you.    But no matter what I did, you hurt me and I just kept sticking around because of a promise. That promise was broken twice and then you said you found someone else who made you happy. I will never be what you want, even though we had some moments that friends dont have. But whatever.    I guess you call it a guilt trip because you know its true. You knew I was pregnant going into it and then it scared you that I had a kid. After all this time, Im still your friend, but I dont feel

I did a bad thing....  I hurt somebody I loved because I was hurt and didn't think.... For all I know... He could be dead, or about to die.... But I don't want him to.   I should have never got together with my ex. This wouldnt be happening then. It's all my fault.... I killed him.... And didnt have to lift a hand....

You are the reason I seem to hold on.  Even though you are breaking down too, I try my best to be strong for both of us. I pray for the day you can accept me, even for my mistakes and faults.  I hope you know that the voices in my head wont let me live down the shame and guilt of my latest mistake and my heart breaks more every day because of it. And you are the only one Im telling the truth to about it.... Everybody else is told its hormones. I want to love you, and be loved in return. Figured it would help heal us both. Youre on the fence and I have my heart in hand ready to give to you, to trust you with, allowing you to crush it but