I examined my clean nose in the mirror and had one slight bruise. I covered it up with makeup. I am glad that I can cover it up before my photo shoot on Tuesday for Tattoo Magazine. My legs were covered with tattoos that told my story. I had a sugar skull that represented my mother she was a strong woman who donated her organs when she died in a car crash. The sugar skull had beautiful lilies around it and was a light shade of pink. My mother always had sugar skulls around the house in October. It was her favorite month of the year because it was not only my birthday month but my grandmothers too. Sugar skulls were a representation of my mother because she loved the bright frosting decorations that were around the skull. She loved the sweet flavor of sugar. I had a blue bird on my right thigh that represented my little brother who also died in the car crash flying upwards to paradise. The blue bird was the shade of my little brothers blue-gray eyes. He taught me so much about myself and how anything was possible. I have never loved anybody the way I loved my baby brother.

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I called my best friend Zach only to be greeted by his voicemail. I was really worried about all the feelings I was holding up inside.
I decided I had to face my fears and talk to Jaime, and try to avoid Mike until these mixed feelings go away. That would be a big challenge since I am on tour with him and he is my boyfriends best friend.


I made my way to the door until it was opened by the last person I wanted to see. MIke.

"Hey, your nose looks great", he smirked. "Thanks" I tried to walk past him only to be caught by his grip. I slowly tried to slip my wrist out of his grip when he held on tighter. He stared deep into my eyes with his big brown eyes. "Whats wrong?"
"Nothing.." I felt like this moment dragged on forever but I didnt really mind.
"C'mon" he said as he sat on the small couch and patted the cushion next to him.

"I cant I have to find Jaime" I whispered
"Its obvious something is wrong no come here and tell Dr.Mike about it"
I sighed and took a seat next to him.
"I think Jaime is mad at me for fighting with that girl"
"Nah, he knows it wasnt your fault"
"hmm...really?"
"Yeah, really"
"Do you think he will break up with me"
"Vanessa, a guy who would break up with you is the stupidest faggot in the world because he is letting go of a beautiful, funny model like you"
I felt myself leaning forward and feeling my breath against Mike's until our lips met.

Notes

oooooh drama bomb.
if you guys dont know what sugar skulls are. they are used in mexico to honor their dead loved ones and are made out of sugar and decorated with frosting. They are for Dia de los muertos (Day of the Dead) here is a pic