It’s been almost a year since I left U.S.A and Zacky; time has flown by pretty fast. I now live in England, working as an animal keeper. When I went home to Denmark things didn't felt right, I only stayed at home for a couple of weeks before I begged my parents to lend me money so I could leave again. I went to England living at a long time Internet friend’s place, everyday for the next couple of months all I did was taking an education and in the weekends I went on pubs.

I felt lost, I didn't have a clue what to do with myself, all the men I met always seemed like they only wanted to fuck me, then leave me like I was a piece of trash. So I started avoiding men whenever I went on pubs, it went well until he came.

Alex Davies was a man who always knew what he wanted, and when he felt in love he felt hard. And he felt in love with me. I avoided him at first but he wouldn't give up. So I gave up and went on a date with him. Now nearly six months after we're living together, very much in love. Alex makes me feel whole again, and he doesn't judge me on my past. Most important of all, he makes me forget about Zacky.

We could've written words on a mountain high...

I was sitting in the kitchen reading a magazine when the doorbell rang. I looked up towards the hallway weirdly, who could it be? Alex was at the studio with his band, maybe it's one of his band mates coming to get something he forgot, Alex do forget things at home sometimes.

I got up and walked out opening the door, I felt my heart skip a beat. Outside stood Zacky, tall and muscular as always. He looked at me then smirked.

"You haven't changed one bit, Kiddo." I gulp lost for words, what's he doing here? We parted badly and he made it clear he never wanted to see me again, and I'd decided the same.

"W-what are you d-doing here, Zacky?" I asked him. He just kept smirking then pushed past me walking inside the house I'm sharing with my boyfriend. I closed the door and turned around looking at him.

"I saw you at our concert last week, together with that sad little shit" he told me looking around in the house, I felt rage build inside of me.

"Alex isn't a sad little shit, he's a lovely man!" I told him. He turned around and looked at me, narrowing his eyes.

"oh yeah?" he breathed out, then took three long steps then pressed me against the wall, I whimpered and gasped, when I felt his hot breath on my neck. "I bet he can't take you to the high places I took you, when we fucked." I turned bright red, who is he to talk about how mine and Alex's sex life is. It's true though, Alex can't take me to those places Zacky could, but I don't need those places to feel good.

"Alex is good towards me and he's not married to anyone!" He laughed at my words then looked into my eyes.

"You’re avoiding the subject Annizette." he told me, I made a face when he used my real name, then sighed looking into his eyes so he knew I was telling the truth.

"It’s true Alex can't take me to those places, but I don't need to be taken there to feel good or loved. He makes me feel good and loved every day." I told Zacky, he stayed silence for some minutes then sighed and rolled his eyes.

"I actually came here to tell you that I'll divorce Gena, if you come back." I looked at him with my mouth dropped; when we were together he had no plan of divorcing her or anything, now he wants to, only to get me back. He lets go of me and I gulps walking into the kitchen and sit down. He follows and just stands and looks at me.

"W-why do y-you w-want to d-do that now? Y-you didn't w-wanted to in t-the past." I asked him. He sighs looking at his feet.

"'Coz I couldn't find anyone who was like you, and I've grown tired of her." I looked up at him not understanding his words, how can he grow tired of someone he's married to; you only marry someone you love.

"Then why d-did you marry her?" I asked. He rolls his eyes.

"At that time it felt right, now what's your answer Kiddo?" he asked growing tired of me questioning everything. I thought about it, but I knew the answer too well. All me and Zacky had was sex, I have so much more with Alex.

"No." I simply said. He looked at with big eyes, like he could not believe my answer.

"No?" he repeated in a questioning voice, I nodded then got up.

"I should've known better when we were together, but now I do, you're never going to change the person you are. And I've changed, I've found someone who loves me for the person I am, not for the potentials I have in bed." he grew madder for every word I said, I walked out in the hallway then pointed at the door. "The door is there, goodbye Zacky." I told him. He walked out the stood beside me looking down at me.

"Is these your final words?" he said through clenched teeth. I nodded; he growled then walked out slamming the door after him. I breathed out and felt to the floor gasping for air, I felt relieved, my past is finally buried, and I've finally found my place.

"Zette? What are you doing on the floor?" I looked up at Alex's face; I hadn't heard him going through the door at all. I get up then walks up to him wrapping my arms around his neck then kiss him passionately; he gasped and groans kissing me back wrapping his arms around my waist. I pull away then look into his eyes smiling.'

"I love you Alex, no one else but you." he smiles kissing me again telling me how much he loved me too. He then closed the door with his foot and carried me upstairs to the bedroom, taking my clothes off as I took off his, then plunged himself inside of me.

Sometimes we have to lose a part of us to find the truth

I sometimes miss Zacky and what we had, but I know the choices I've taken where the right ones. He never felt home with his wife, and he never felt home with me. He’s not a horrible person, just a man taking all the wrong choices. I pray to god that he'll find his place some day, like I have now. I should've known better when I chose to stay with him in U.S.A, but I do now.