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was giving him head, but he didn’t even look like he noticed it.
    “ Logan.” He paid me no attention, so I leaned down and nudged him a little, and he finally opened his eyes. They were glossy and hazy. He glanced down at the girl who was sucking him off, patted her head, and raised his eyes back up at me.
    “ What do you want, Bella?” His voice was raspy, and the world went crazy for him; well, it used to at least. He got kicked out of his band when he started heavily using and they couldn’t deal with his shit anymore. He wasn’t the same again, and didn’t accept any form of help. He considered himself a keyboard god and believed he was invincible.
    He’d finally snapped, and that was the end for him and his career. Even his fans hated him; he was responsible for breaking up their group, after all. No one wanted to be associated with him and his mess.
    Something that will happen to you if you don’t stop.
    I ignored the voice in my head and concentrated on the now. After all, I had everything under control. It wasn’t about the addiction or getting high for me; it was all about Nick. I could quit when I learned how to live without him. Meanwhile, I spent my time in the studio, working my ass off and practicing my singing. I wasn’t like Logan—nothing like Logan.
    “ I need more. This one thing is not enough.” What I meant was I needed more time with Nick, and probably if I increased the quantity it would happen. He frowned and then a sigh escaped his mouth.
     
    “ I can’t give you more. That should be enough.” That made me angry. He kept on refusing me and giving me small doses, and it pissed me off. He was acting all high and mighty while, in fact, he was way lower than me.
    “ I need more, Logan, and if you don’t give it to me, then I’ll find someone who will.” He narrowed his eyes, but I knew he would have to agree. He was probably running out of money. God knows how he still survived; drugs cost a lot of money. Not to mention, all his debt and the roof I gave him to have all these parties. He simply couldn’t afford to lose someone as valuable as me.
    “ Fine, I will.” I relaxed a bit, because for a second there, he made it seem as if he would refuse. Something in his eyes reminded me of remorse, but I was wrong. Thank God, there was nothing good left in him. He had the selfish desire to care only about himself.
    He disgusted me, but I could tolerate it if he gave me Nick.
    Everything was all right. I would see Nicky again, and with more doses—or rather more visits—he would open up and talk about his day. I grabbed a beer and took a sip. Nothing else mattered. Logan put his head back on the couch and groaned slightly when the girl started to play with his balls. I noticed several guys eyeing me with interest, but I ignored it.
    I wasn’t in the mood for sex.
    I just wanted Nick back here with me, and prayed no one would find out about the shit I’d been pulling for the last two months.
    Because I had no idea how to live in a world without him in it.
     
    Five months later
    “ How was your day, Nicky?” There was hope and desperation in my voice. I badly wanted to know something about him, something new, whatever he did when he wasn’t with me. I saw him now every night. I got tired of talking about me. Maybe because nothing seemed memorable enough unless it was about his visits.
    “ Maybe tell me about yours?” Disappointment and resentment filled me, but I swallowed it down because, again, there was this deep fear that made me do as he said.
    His presence was better than nothing at all.
    “ It was okay. The girls still worry about me, and so does Jeremy. I have no idea why. They keep on saying I’ve lost weight and look like crap.” My hand ran through my lifeless hair, which was a mess, and I noticed my fingernails. They had dirt under them, not to mention the over-sized sweatpants I was wearing. I didn’t bother much with my looks, and since we were recording inside