It took me about three hours to pack all my belonging from the hotel, the rest of the band decided to go and enjoy themselves out in Las Vegas while I waited outside in the balcony for Justin. I had no idea on how I was going to tell him that we couldn’t be a couple anymore.
But, in the back of my head I was still wondering why our manager wanted us to go to England.
The air was getting colder so I decided to go put on my hoodie when I heard the hotel door open; there Justin stood wearing a white shirt and some dark jeans. His dark blonde hair polished and combed to one side.
“I finally get to hang out with my girlfriend”.
“Yeah”. I was anxious and frightened, because I had no idea on how Justin was going to react. He’s the kind of guy that doesn’t take break ups easily, except if he’s the one doing the breaking up.
“Let’s sit in the balcony”.
“First, at least give me a hug”. His large hands reached for my tiny waste pulling me toward his chest, hugging me … feeling his heart beat slow down. I have missed this, being held like this, it’s been so long. And it will only last for only a few minutes.
“What’s wrong?” His voice echoed from his chest to his mouth, I did not want to let go of him, not yet.
“I have to tell you something...” And with those words he let go of me.
“Let’s go to the balcony”. His voice lowered down, his body moving toward the glass doors that lead to the open fresh Las Vegas air. I took a seat while he took out a cigarette and began to blow smoke.
“What is it?”
“We..”
“We what?” His voice became raspy.
“We can’t be a we anymore..”. He threw his cigarette down the balcony, he didn’t turn to look at me . He just stared into the view of the city.
“Why?”
“I….” I had to make up something quick because I couldn’t tell him that this was all the managers’ idea. That I really wanted to stay with him, but my manger sees it as a problem a situation she had to get rid of.
“Rox , do you still have feelings for me?” His face turned to look at me; his dark sad blue eyes targeted me. And with that look, my heart was broken. Feeling my eyes turn red with tears.
“No”. I whispered feeling the warm tear fall down my cheek, I didn’t bother wiping it off .
“Don’t lie to me ”. His hand reached mine, his lips curled into a warm smile.
“I can’t do this anymore…” I tried to keep myself together; one more word and I would for sure start to sob.
“You are the love of my life Rox; we can make our relationship work”. His raspy voice turned sweet and soft, he tilted his head down to the floor. Knowing that he was about to throw some tears down as well.
“I don’t want it to work anymore .I’m done Justin”.
“What did I do … what did I say”
“Please stop and understand. Our lives are too busy to be worrying about girlfriends and boyfriends.”
“So, that’s it? You’re not even going to try to work this out?” Justin lifted his head, and I let go of his hand. My tears came rolling down.
“My plane leaves in half an hour. You should leave”. I really did not want to continue this, it was too hard for me to lie to him and hurt him. I knew that I had said the things he did not want to hear. But, it’s all for the band.
“I should, it was nice having you in my life Roxanne”. He took out his pack of cigarettes and placed it on the table next to me. I didn’t want to look up; seeing his body turning toward the inside of the hotel. Closing my eyes until I heard the door slam shut. This was it, the end of our relationship. England Here We Come