Chp 6
"You what?" AJ sat back and looked at her. She frowned.
'Tell him the truth, you stupid bitch' "OK, well, see, I don't pair pleasure fucks with people I feel an emotional connection with." Santara couldn't look him in the eyes as she talked. It was part of the truth. She hated getting emotionally connected, because then she could get hurt. Just a fuck never hurt her. But, now they had shared stories, and she had felt a very dangerous emotional bond that seemed pre formed.
"I'm really confused......." AJ said. He looked into her eyes as she lifted her head. She looked so sad, for some reason.
"I'm sorry.....I'll go..." She started to get up. AJ grabbed her arm and pulled her back on the bed.
"No, just sleep here with me. Just sleep, OK? And then maybe we can talk after a good nights sleep" Santara started to resist, but the look in his eyes was pleading with her. She kicked off her shoes, and lay back. AJ came and wrapped his arm around her, and hugged her close to him. He watched her closely as she drifted into sleep. He soon succumbed to sleep as well.
This time, he was the first to wake. He sat on the bed, watching her. Within the past 5 minutes, she seemed to have a nightmare starting, and by the faces and noises she was making, he could tell it was a very bad dream. A few minutes passed, and she awoke with a start, practically sitting straight up, and screaming slightly. He pulled her into his arms.
"Just a dream.....It's OK" AJ comforted her. She clung onto him. Santara calmed down and let go of him.
"OK, can we talk?" AJ asked, seeing she was seemingly all right. Santara started to respond with a sarcastic remark, but shut her mouth. She closed her eyes, trying to get her thoughts together. 'You feel a connection. First time since Todd. But, you know you can't trust him. He's a musician. Hell just break your heart like the others.'
She opened her mouth, to tell him she had to leave. She looked him in the eyes, and practically fell apart. She hadn't planned on saying the next things out of her mouth.
"I couldn't sleep with you, because I don't mix my emotions with sex." AJ looked at her.
"I don't quite get it..." AJ said slowly.
"OK, The first time I met you, I felt a connection. That's why I was glad I didn't give you my number, because I don't fuck guys I have a connection with. Then you showed up at my dressing room, and I couldn't say no. Then I didn't expect to ever see you again. Then I saw you last night. We went out and had a great time. I definitely knew there was a connection. And, last time I fucked a guy I had a connection with, I got hurt. I couldn't let it happen to myself. That's why I just fuck guys, because its always physical." Santara then stood up and grabbed her shoes. She left the room quickly, leaving a very stunned AJ alone on the bed. She practically bumped into Nick as she left, but continued and went straight to her apartment.
"What the hell has gotten into me? I let a man affect me!" Santara shouted into the phone. She called Cherie as soon as she walked into the door.
"Sweetie, you need to calm down...." Cherie tried to be as helpful as possible. "You're right though, he'd probably just hurt you.....He's a musician, for Christ sake! Just forget him. If the bedroom scene was as tragic as it sounds, he wont come looking." For an odd reason, Santara got enraged with this advice and slammed down the phone, hanging up on Cherie. She stared at the receiver, and wished she had someone else to ask for advice. As though it was a sign, her phone rang.
"Hey, San, its Mel" Santara breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mel...I need some advice."
"Was that the vicious chick?" Nick asked stunned. AJ shook his head. "Did she do the same thing to you?"
"No.....she wouldn't sleep with me." AJ said. Nick looked at him stunned.
"What? Are you sure it was the same chick?"
"I'm sure. We talked for like 4 hours in a nasty little diner. She didn't know about the Backstreet Boys. She's really nice. I like her a lot."
"So, why did she run out of here like you were the plague?"
"She said she felt a connection, and she doesn't fuck guys she has that with. She said she was scared of getting hurt." AJ sat there, still a tad dumbfounded by it all.
"Whoa....so, I guess that's the last we've seen of her." Nick commented. He sat down and turned on the TV.
"But.......I have to go find D...Be back" AJ got up and left Nick watching TV. He went down the hallway, and banged on Howies door. A very sleepy looking Howie answered the door, wearing only his boxers.
"What the hell?" Howie asked looking at AJ skeptically.
"I need advice. Remember that girl from last night?"
"Yeah."
"OK, well, remember a few months ago, I met that girl in the bookstore?"
"How can I forget? You're always talking about her"
"Well, same girl! Anyway, we went to get coffee, and we talked for hours. Then she came back here with me, but she wouldn't sleep with me. But, she stayed the night, or morning, whatever, and then she told me she felt a connection, and she wouldn't sleep with me, because she didn't mix her emotions with sex, cause she was afraid of getting hurt."
"OK, so....where is she?"
"She left!"
"You let her leave?"
"Well, yeah......"
"AJ, god. Sometimes you need to open your eyes. You've been talking about this girl for the past 3 months, and she just told you she really liked you, and you let her leave."
"Damn, you're right.......Ill be back" AJ ran down the hall, hoping he could remember his way to Santara's building.
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