Cold State Line

All I heard was silence. Haylee had hung up on me, and I had no doubt in my mind that it was because she heard Val. I had done a stupid thing. Val was my vice, and she had just been climbing me, begging me for sex. We were good together... and I forgot about all my feelings for Haylee when she kissed me.

"Who were you talking to?" Val asked, pulling her clothes back on. "Did she hang up when she heard my voice?"

"Yes, she did." I set my phone down, horror clear on my face. "Val, I made a mistake."

She smirked at me as she put on her heels. "Oh honey... I know. Did you really think I wanted you back? I just needed some good dick, and I know the power I still have over you."

My eyes widened. The first thing that hit me was overwhelming sadness and then anger. All I could feel now was anger. Val had always held a power over me. She asked me to jump and I would say how high. And she had used my love for her against me. She had used me for sex.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!" I had never yelled at a woman, but all I could feel was rage. "RIGHT THE FUCK NOW!"

Val calmly left, not even affected by my yelling. And that told me everything I needed to know. This woman I had never actually loved me. She just wanted me for what I had to offer and used the "too famous" excuse so that she could fuck around. Val had no sympathy, no empathy. I had fallen in love with a vixen, a bitch, and then I had broken the one relationship I could see working for some pussy. I was like Clay.

Realizing my mistake, I dove for my phone and called Haylee. The phone rang and rang but there was no answer. "Haylee, I can explain. I know I don't deserve to explain anything to you. You probably don't want to hear from me, and I can't blame you for that. But please just call me back so I can tell you what happened. Please. I'm sorry. Sorry doesn't even make it up to you, and it probably won't. Please, Haylee."
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Haylee was back in Texas, preparing for the Vegas Rodeo. I only knew this because I had looked up when the Reno Rodeo ended and when the Vegas one started. Because she had three months, I knew she was heading back to Texas.

The woman wouldn't respond to me. I'm pretty sure she was close to blocking my number. I had left a message begging for forgiveness every day. She never responded; she never even called or texted me back. I had fucked up so badly.

"Haylee, I know you're tired of getting these calls. I... I'm going to stop after today. This is my last one, I promise. Look, the woman you heard on the phone a few days... weeks ago... that was my ex- fiancee. She still had power over me at the time, and I did a stupid thing because she asked. I'm the worst, and I know you'll never talk to me again. I'm so, so sorry, Haylee."

I hung up the phone. Why had I fucked up so badly?

Notes

Sorry it's so short. I'm trying to get to the meat of the issue, plus it's late, and I'm tired. HEY! YA GIRL IS GAINFULLY EMPLOYED AS OF TODAY!!!