"It's ok." She said softly as she gave me a tight a hug. For the first time I felt like I was comfortable with Abbey. I was in the right place right now. A couple of months ago I was a loser, now what am I? Am I an insignificant ******* who takes advantage of the women around him, or the guy who can't make up his mind? Am I the person who had the luck to have all these girls? No, I'm not. I am Wesley. I am the guy who had the unfortunate mishaps to end up with the women who would abandon me, and betray me. Maybe the one who I thought betrayed me to start was my best choice. I am no one to judge, I have made my fair share of mistakes. It's only fair to be impartial. My mistakes are not incorrigible, they are something to learn from. And, I have. Now that I can think straight for the first time and take control. I am free from the grasps of the conspicuousness that lead me to this mess. Now, maybe I'm being a bit frivolous, but I haft to find the humor in I found those who seemed never to be there now are. As I sit at home thinking what I could've done better, as I spend time regretting the past, I've realized that it is meant to be there. It Is the past, and the reason I am who I am. You never know who to trust, and sometimes you need to open up your heart and find those who you refused to let in. I was blinded, but now I can see clearly. I was sitting down, when I got a call, from Abbey. I answered the phone and said my usual greeting. Little did I know the call would set up the rest of my life. "Hello?" To be continued...