Josh just pulled me into his office. Not only to satisfy his sexual needs but he also had a burning question on his lips.  Becca ~”What is going on with Josh’s Dad?”  Becca Dad ~”Sit down pumpkin.”

I have come up with this brilliant plan to start dating Josh. It was actually more Sammy’s idea than mine. The plan is to have a normal relationship with him, do things that normal couples do. All these games that we are playing is getting really tiring now. We have been all over the place for months now, not knowing where we stand with each other. We are more apart than we are together. I want to make this work, I want to show him that I really love him.  Becca ~”Josh.”  Josh ~”Okay, what have you done with Becca?”  Becca ~”Not you too. It's just a dress.”  Josh ~”A dress that does not show your bum or any cleavage. What are you up to?”  Becca ~”Nothing.”  Josh ~”You can see it all over your face.”

I cannot believe those words that came out my father's mouth. How can he, in fact, how can anybody be expected to choose between their family and the man you see yourself spending the rest of my life with. It is fucked up and downright mean.  Sammy ~ does not even stand up for me, nor does Josh. The business means absolutely nothing to me, I want no part of it. I was stupid to think that there would not be some sort of hidden agenda. All of them, every single one of them can take it and shove it. I am not listening to ultimatums and making stupid decisions that makes no sense.&nbs

I need to drag my sorry ass out of bed to the kitchen to get my own aspirin and water this morning, there is no Josh here to do it anymore which means there is no fucking hot coffee either. I need to rethink this situation. I will leave the aspirin in my room from now on and just put the coffee on the night before, that is if I am no too drunk to remember.  Jenni is coming over this morning to help me out with something and after that we will go to work. She is of the impression that we are going to Dynasti tonight. 

It's my day off work, I am staying late in bed because I have no idea what to do with myself. I think back to that kiss I had with Mason last night, it was beyond amazing. But I am also forced to remember what I said afterwards, why would I say something so stupid. I just hope he does not take it up seriously.  Then the doorbell rings.  Fuck it's Mason. Did my drunk ass give him my address as well!