The doctors said before they can operate on my knee, they decided to just let me rest for a while. They elevated my knee and let me chill out for a while. Smart move. I don't want to go into surgery cranky as fuck. Even though I'll be sleeping. But it wouldn't matter. I was lying on the hospital bed, still crying my freaking eyes out, because I'm in so much pain right now. I still can't believe Natalya, out of ALL people, HER! We used to be best friends. I don't see why she fucking attacked me. Like I can see Beth doing that to me. But not Nattie. Not the slightest clue. But oh well, I knew something bad was going to happen…
“Can you have visitors?” Taylor asked, knocking on the door.
“I don’t know.” I replied.
“Oh well, I’m coming in anyway.” She said sitting on the bed, shaking it.
“DUDE!” I yelled.
“Bro it hurts that much?!” Taylor gasped.
“Uh, YES! They said I might have internal bleeding or whatever. Them doctors be speaking doctor languages and I wasn’t even paying attention.” I shrugged.
“See, you just spoke in like some odd way of doctor language. I don’t even understand.” Taylor laughed.
“Hardy har har.” I rolled my eyes.
“I love you too.” Taylor smiled.
“Wait, why are you here? Aren’t you supposed to be at the PPV?” I asked.
“Yes. But I told the guy with the three H’s that I was leaving to come see you. I wasn’t going to leave you here alone, and not say goodbye before your ghetto ass goes into surgery! And plus, when you get done surgery, you need someone to help take care of you!” Taylor grinned.
“How much do you need?” I shook my head.
“200 dollars.” Taylor mumbled.
“What is it?” I asked.
“Oh these nice pair of DC sneakers. They’re purple!” Taylor jumped.
“You mean Kat’s sneakers?” I cocked my head.
“What? Ewe no. I get to customize mines. And they are DC sneakers, BUT I want the DC on the back of the shoes and the LA Kings logo on the front.” Taylor smirked.
“You and your Kings dude…” I shook my head.
“Reason why you complain?” Taylor laughed.
“Excuse me, I don't complain." I rolled my eyes.
“Well excuse me.” Taylor laughed.
“You’re excused.” I smirked.
“When do you go into surgery?” Taylor asked.
“The next hour.” I sighed.
“Awe! What's wrong?” Taylor pouted.
“Dude, this is the 5th time I'm getting surgery on the same freaking knee! I was hoping I wasn't going to get another knee injury till like my fucking honeymoon or something.” I said.
"Why your honey- oh, ewe that's nasty." Taylor shook her head, as she started going through my phone.
"Why are you looking through my phone?"
"Because I'm nosy. And why is Sharp telling you he loves you?!" Taylor gasped.
"I DON'T KNOW! Oh my god, that shit really threw me off." I sighed.
"I figured! Are you telling Juice?" Taylor thought.
"Are you high?! NO I’m not telling him that!" I yelled.
"Okay one, don't yell. And second, okay then. But you better hope he doesn't find out." Taylor said.
"Yeah i know. Let’s see how long that'll last." I shrugged.
Yeah this night just got worse. The wicked bitch of the west is here.
"Jamila are you okay?!" My mom gasped running in.
"Who the fuck let you in here?" I looked at her.
"The nurse did. And I'm your mother! I am allowed to see you whenever I want to!" She said.
"Oh yeah? Where were you when I was seven? Where were you when I was getting bad grades? Where were you when I almost died in a hotel room?? Where were you-?"
"Okay Jay, I think she gets the point." Taylor said.
"Huh!? ANSWER THAT... MOM!" I shouted.
"Look I've been busy. You can't blame me for that!" Mom cried.
"Bitch please, daddy was busier but he had time to actually talk on the fucking phone. And leave his number behind! You know what, get the fuck out. I don't want too see you. Ever again." I rolled my eyes.
"Jay!" Taylor gasped.
"Oh, I see how it is. I came back to see how great my middle child turned out to be, but I guess she turned out to be a hood rat." My mom said, and then left the room.
"See! That's what she always called me when I was fucking young!" I shouted.
"Seriously though babe, you really went too far with that one." Taylor thought.
"I don't care." I shrugged.
"You know what; I'll go sit out in the waiting room, so the Jamila I know can come back and actually talk to me." Taylor shook her head then left the room.
"Ugh. Fuck. My life." I sighed.
~~~ Kevin's POV ~~~
We were all on Jenny's bus since her bus was like the biggest bus out of everyone's, and to be honest, it was pretty damn quiet. The only people that we're worried were Jenny and I. I guess everyone was used to Jamila getting hurt or they just weren’t paying attention at all. But I for one was freaking out.
"Why are you shaking?" Sarah asked me.
"Because I need to see my girl before she goes into surgery." I sighed.
"Oh don't worry; Sharp is probably taking care of her right now." Jenny said.
"What?" I uttered, lifting my head up.
"What? Nothing." Jenny said quickly.
"Look, don't worry. Everything is going to be fine." Sarah said, patting me on the back.
"Fine. I'll try to be." I shrugged, getting up and going into the back room.
Oh did I mention Jenny had like mini bed resting areas on her bus? I just laid down on the bottom bunk. I kinda feel asleep till my phone started going off. It was Taylor calling me.
"Baby boo just went into surgery"
"And I missed it. Great." I sighed.
"She did leave you something though. But when you get here, you’re going to read it. I don't want to read it over the phone."
"Are you lazy?"
"Well, yeah and it's getting kinda late and my eyes are like going."
"What does that even mean?!"
"I'm getting sleepy and I can't fucking read! Jeez Kevin, for a hockey player you don't have that much knowledge."
"You’re French-Canadien. You don't have any knowledge at all."
"Is that supposed to be an insult?"
"It can be if you want to take it that way."
"Who are you talking to?" Jenny asked.
"Taylor." I said.
"Yes?" Taylor uttered.
"No, Jenny wanted to know who I was talking too." I replied.
"Here let me talk to her." Jenny said taking my phone.
"Okay... take the phone." I mumbled, rolling my eyes.
"Thank you!" Jenny jumped.
"Great. I'm phone-less." I rolled my eyes.
I know we weren't going to make it to the hospital till like 3 a.m. or something because there is a lot of traffic. And I won't be able to see my girl before I leave to go back to Vancouver. Oh shit! I forgot I was going back on Monday. And my flight is at 12:45 in the afternoon so I think I'll be good. Hopefully.
~~~ My POV, a couple hours after my surgery, 2:29 a.m. ~~~
"Are you dead?" Taylor asked.
"Yeah I am." I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, than can I have your clothes?!" Taylor smirked.
You wouldn't be able to fit them." I laughed.
"You calling me fat?!" Taylor shouted.
"No. You're like a blonde version on Sarah. Skinny and tall." I said.
"Touché." Taylor shook her head.
"Gosh you’re weird." I said.
"I know. Anyway, what's poppin' with you and ma?" Taylor asked.
"I don't know. I thought I told her to leave?" I rolled my eyes.
"You're going to have to talk to her soon you know that right?" Taylor cocked her head.
"Yeah I know. But guess what, that time is NOT right now." I sighed.
"Do you hear that?" Taylor asked shushing me."
"No." I laughed.
"No seriously, I hear arguing." Taylor said raising her eyebrow.
"Oh my gosh.... Is there LA Kings fans here Taylor?" I groaned.
"Yes..." Taylor bit her lip.
"Make sure Kevin doesn't hurt them." I rolled my eyes.
"What about Kaner?"
"Not a single fuck was given." I smirked.
"Well someone is back to their old self." Taylor laughed, then leaving the room. And coming back a few minutes later with Kevin.
I really wasn't paying attention when they both came back into the room. I was just looking at the apps I have on my iPad2. I am fascinated by the smallest things it’s unbelievable.
"Jay!" Kevin shouted, running over to me.
"Nice to see you too?" I cocked my head.
"Are you okay?" Kevin asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Why you so hype?"
"I'm not. I'm just glad to see you before I leave to go back home." Kevin smiled.
"Oh. Well don't yell like that. Make my blood pressure go up." I rolled my eyes laughing.
“Guys I’m tan!” Taylor gasped.
“Well that’s nice to know Taylor.” Kevin laughed.
“What? It’s true. I can be Snooki for Halloween or something.” Taylor laughed.
“You can’t. You’re like 5’6. Snooki is 4’9. Probably 5’0.” I said.
“Don’t crush my dreams.” She glared at me.
“Consider your dreams crushed.” I smirked.
“Bitch.” She mumbled.
“Anyway” Kevin said “How long are you going to be in here?”
“Uh, two days. And I’m going to need at least, 8 months of rehab. Depends, I’m not sure.” I shrugged.
“Only two days?” Taylor cocked her head.
“Yeah. Like I said, I’m not sure.”
“Well I suggest you go check just in case of anything.” Kevin thought.
“Naw. I hate talking to doctors.” I said.
“Why?” Kevin chuckled.
“Because they ask me all these questions and I can never answer them.” I shrugged.
“It’s true. She never likes answering them I just do it.” Taylor laughed.
“Oh that’s just wonderful. What if you get pregnant?!” Kevin uttered.
“What?!” I gasped.
“What? Nothing.” Kevin said hiding his face.
“Uh huh.” I nodded my head.
“Jay I think it’s time to talk to her.” Taylor said.
“Talk to whom?”
“The person who gave birth to you.” She shook her head.
“Why do I have too?” I rolled my eyes.
“Because she’s hurt.” Taylor said.
“Good. She should feel my pain.” I shrugged.
“Just go talk to her.” Kevin ordered.
“Are you really ordering me to do this?” I raised my eyebrow.
“Yes. Yes I am.” Kevin said.
“Gosh you’re such a jerk.” I rolled my eyes.
“Well this jerk loves you.”
“You think your slick.” I laughed.
“I am.” Kevin smirked.
“Oh my god I think I’m going to be sick.” Taylor gagged rolling her eyes.
“The bathroom is that way.” I pointed to the door.
“Oh thanks. You’re so kind.” Taylor said sarcastically. Then went into the bathroom anyway.
“Are you going to be okay when I go back to Canada?” Kevin asked.
“Yeah. I’ll be fine. Taylor’s going to babysit me.” I laughed.
“What’s this?” Kevin asked quickly.
“What’s what?” I thought.
“This!” Kevin raised his voice putting my phone in my face.
“Why are you going through my phone?!”
“I’m not. I sat down right next to you and your phone was unlocked and this message was open! Now why is Sharp telling you that he loves you?!” Kevin shouted.
“I don’t know! Look, I didn’t do or say anything to him. All we did was go shopping with Crawford and I came back home! That’s all.” I shook my head.
“If I find out that you’re cheating, you’re not going to like it.” Kevin glared.
“What exactly are you going to do about it?!”
“You’ll find out. As of right now, don’t do anything stupid.” Kevin demanded.
“You know what, Kevin, you need to leave.” I said.
“I was already leaving.” He said.
“Here take this! Last time I might ever talk to you.” I rolled my eyes, throwing him a note.
“That’s what you always say.” Kevin shook his head.
“Leave!” I shouted. Then he finally left.
“Damn, these bathrooms changed” Taylor laughed “Oh my gosh.”
“What?”
“What did Kevin do!?” Taylor gasped.
“What makes you think he did something?”
“Because you’re giving me the ‘my boyfriend did something bad’ look.”
“Do you have a name for every look I give you?” I asked.
“Yes.” She nodded.
“Well, that’s kinda creepy.” I shook my head.
“Stop trying to get off topic! What happened!?” Taylor quickly said.
“Kevin got mad over the text message Sharp sent me. Because your Frenchy ass didn’t close the fucking phone!” I shouted.
“Whoa. The phone was closed when I rested it back on the table.” She said.
“Wait what?! You’re lying!” I gasped.
“No I’m not. I locked the phone when you told me to put your phone down. Baby Boo your boyfriend is nosy.” Taylor said.
As of right now I’m so pissed. You can literally see the steams coming out my ears. I never knew Kevin was nosy. My gosh he’s worse then Anthony. You know what maybe a good sleep will clear my head. I just hope, because as the result of this situation, I don’t want to talk to Kevin or anyone anymore. So I sent Taylor out the room and asked her to turn off the light and close the curtain and door. All I did was turn on my iPod (even thought I’m not suppose to have it, but I have it anyway) starting listening to ‘Pumped Up Kicks’ because that’s like the only song that would make me feel better in any situation. I really don’t know why but it does.
~~~ Taylor’s POV ~~~
“How is she?” Jenny asked me when I walked out to the waiting room.
“She’s fine. Bitcher then ever.” I said.
“Oh okay she’s still normal.” Jenny sighed.
“Well damn, put down your cousin like that.” I laughed.
“That’s like an everyday thing with her.” Cody said.
“Hey, fuckface, shut up.” I glared at him.
“Oh, don’t talk to my boyfriend like that!” Jenny yelled.
“How can you take this dude serious?! He’s wearing a mask because of his fucking nose!” I yelled.
“Didn’t you wear a mask because of your plastic surgery?” Kane asked me.
“Stay out my business.” I quickly turned to him.
“See I’m not the only crazy one here! You wore a mask too!” Cody said.
Yeah I snapped. I slapped him right across the face and started yelling at him, till eventually Dustin pulled me away from that whole group.
“What the hell is your problem?!” Dustin said trying to calm me down.
“I hate, no, fucking hate all of them! Well not all of them, Sarah’s cool. No I hate all of them!” I shouted.
“Why?!”
“Because! Kevin’s nosy ass started going through Jay’s phone and might break them up and if they break up do you know how mad I’ll be?! I set them up for a fucking reason! Oh no…” I gasped after realizing what I just said.
“Wait. You did what??” Dustin cocked his head.
“Nothing…” I said.
“No, repeat what you just said! I’m being serious right now.”
“Fine. I set Jamila and Kevin up for a reason. I don’t like Sharp, Sharp’s a fucking idiot and I can’t stand him and his cockiness. It’s fucking stupid and he’s an asshole. So I gave Kevin a call and told him that Jay’s not loving Sharp anymore, so I wanted him to try to get with Jamila to see what happens and if it he’s not feeling her anymore, then he’s going to go back to Vancouver and don’t call or text her. But if he really loves her, he could stay with her.” I explained.
“Do you know, how dumb that sounds!? How could you fool around with your best friends love life?!” Dustin shouted.
“I didn’t mean too!” I pouted.
“Yeah you did. If you haven’t notice, Sharp is still an emotional wreck and you set her up with a rival. Did you ever think about that?!”
“Baby Boo doesn’t go by rivals Brownie.” I shook my head.
“Well Sharp is still an emotional wreck! How could you do this to her?” Dustin gasped.
“I didn’t know it was going to go this way!” I shouted.
“What way?! Did you have all of this scripted or something??”
“No. look, can you not say anything about this. Please?” I begged.
“I won’t. But you will.” Dustin said.
“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes walking away from him.
“Where are you going?!” He yelled.
“Smoke a fucking 10 pack.” I shouted back, then leaving the hospital and going into Jenny’s tour bus, getting my cigarettes and sitting out on the curb. “I fucking hate people.”
Then Kevin walked out the hospital, either crying or something. I don’t even know.
“What’s up with you?” I asked.
“This.” Kevin said handing me the letter Jay wrote for him.
“Oh man.” I said then started reading it.
Kevin,
These past couple months have been great. But you going back to Vancouver is going to break my heart. I won’t be able to see you everyday, night and day, morning noon, okay I think you get it. No matter how far you’ll be, you will always have my heart. That sounded mad corny but I don’t care. To me, love is sometimes corny. Or maybe I just watch too much movies? Okay anyway, I won’t be able to go to at least 10 games with you. But I’ll be home, getting better and recovering and then you’ll see me cheering you on when you get into fights and score a goal. But if you get ejected, I’m leaving my seat and running into the locker room like the awesome girlfriend I am (: Anyway, I hope you have a great pre-season and regular season. I love you<3
-Jammy <3.
“Wow.” I said getting down reading the letter.
“What do you mean wow? I thought you read it already?!” Kevin cocked his head.
“No. she told me not to read it.” I replied.
“Great. I just messed up everything with her.” Kevin bowed his head.
“No you didn’t. Well, yeah, yeah you did. Why did you go through her phone anyway?” I asked.
“Because, before the PPV started, she got a text message and she just froze at her phone like someone gave her bad news or whatever. So I thought, since she wasn’t looking I’ll go through her phone really quick and I saw the text message from Sharp and I just flipped out.” Kevin gasped.
“I hope you know you probably just lost the most wonderful person who loves you, for you.” I looked at him.
“What do you mean?” Kevin asked.
“Jay isn’t a puckbunny. She loved you because Sharp couldn’t love her the way you do or did. Which ever one makes sense.” I said.
“She’s not going to talk to me now. I hope you know that.” Kevin sighed.
“Just call her before you leave or when you land in Canada.” I suggested.
“Well she answer?” Kevin asked.
“I don’t know. But she’ll be over my house for the next couple of months. So she’s going to have to. My mom don’t like people calling for no reason.” I shrugged.
“Yeah but, aren’t the rest of them staying at your moms house?” Kevin cocked his head.
“No. just Brownie. I’m kicking they asses out.” I rolled my eyes.
“Why?” Kevin laughed.
“Bitch I ain’t got food to be feeding 10 people or how much of them there is.” I shook my head.
“Oh that makes sense.” Kevin nodded his head.
“Look, just go to my house; get your stuff ready for tomorrow and go to sleep. See as of right now, I trust you. But I think my brother is home so you’ll be all good.” I said handing him my house key and walking back into the hospital.
You can tell how fucking hot it was. Because when I went outside it was like 95 degrees and when you walk into the hospital, the temperature dropped like 50 degrees. Like I don’t get the hospitals in LA. Never did, never will.
“Where’s Brownie?” I asked Sarah.
“In the room with Jamila. She needed someone to talk to.” Sarah sighed.
“Oh okay. I thought he like left or something.” I shrugged.
~~~ My POV ~~~
“As of right now I don’t know what to do to be honest.” I sighed.
“What are you planning on doing though?” Dustin asked.
“Nothing. Just plain nothing. Anytime I’m with someone something bad happens. When I was with Anthony, Sharp came along, I started hanging out with Sharp then I dumped Anthony and dated Sharp. And the same thing happened, but it with was Sharp and Kevin. You see? My life sucks.” I pouted.
“You know why this is probably happening?” Dustin said.
“Why?” I cocked my head.
“Because you have some unfinished business with your mom.” Dustin said.
“What? What does this have to do with my mom?”
“Yeah, you’re getting upset because you still have anger from or towards your mom still.” Dustin thought.
“Why do you think that?” I asked.
“I can tell.” Dustin nodded his head.
“Should I talk to her?” I sighed.
“I’ve been in here for about 20 minutes. NOW you come up with a good idea?” Dustin smiled.
“Hardy har har.” I rolled my eyes.
“I’ll go get her.” Dustin laughed leaving the room.
This is going to be hard. I haven’t said anything nice to my mother ever since she left me, my brother and sister in her house till someone (that someone would be Victoria) came and got us and took us to her condo in New York. Till this day, I really want answers and why the hell did she leave us there for 10 days and not even bother to like pick up the phone or even leave a fucking note. But as always my mom had the nerve to leave us there like we’re some dogs or something.
“Hey mom.” I said my voice was starting to break a little bit.
“Jamila.” She said, so sophisticated.
“Look, I’m sorry for the way I’ve been treating you. I really didn’t mean to call you a bad bother and whatnot. But right now, I need answers.” I said.
“For what?” She shook her head.
“You left me Jamar and Jacinta at your house to basically die! Why the hell did you do it!?” I shouted.
“Your grandmother was dying.” She said.
“W-what are you talking about?” I gasped.
“I left you guys at home because I didn’t have money to take all four of us back to Jamaica to see your grandmother. So I went by myself. By the time I got there, she was still in surgery, and when I asked your aunt how is she, she died.” Mom cried.
“YOU KEPT AUNTY GIRLY’S DEATH A SECRET FROM ME!? How fucking sick are you?!” I shouted.
“Look, I didn’t mean too. I was going to tell you guys, but we didn’t have phone where I was.”
“Can you see? I’m 24 right now. The last time I saw aunty girly was when I was six. You took 18 years away from me just to see her before she died. Why didn’t you tell me this?” I said just bowing my head into the pillow.
“I am really sorry.” She cried.
“I can’t believe you did this too me.” I said.
~~~ Taylor’s POV ~~~
“You really got her to talk to her mom? Why couldn’t I do that?!” I gasped.
“Like I said, we New Yorker’s stay together.” Dustin smiled.
“That’s right!” Heather smiled walking over to us.
“Yeah no.” I rolled my eyes going to go get some coffee.
“Are you serious?! I thought we were friends!?” Heather said.
“No.” I laughed.
“Then why did you hug me and shook my hand?!” Heather gasped.
“It’s called acting sweetheart. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need some caffeine in my system.” I rolled my eyes leaving the hospital and going to the Starbucks across the street.
It’s kinda odd that everywhere I go, there’s a Starbucks across the street. Anyway, I was enjoying my coffee till I got a call from my cousin Drew. Yeah I haven’t spoken to him since the playoffs started.
“Yeah.” I said answering the phone.
“Sup little cousin.”
“Oh my gosh, I still can’t understand how you’re my cousin. I’m a Frenchy and your London. Like from London part of Canada.”
“It’s called parent breeding.”
“Oh that’s nasty.”
“Okay enough with the parents’ thing, I gotta ask you something.”
“Shoot.”
“Okay remember those tickets I gave you for the game opener?”
“Yeah. What about ‘em?”
“They are for the preseason. Not the regular season.”
“So? I always go to both.”
“Yeah, but it’s from LAST year.”
“Why the fuck you have last years tickets?!”
“Quick gave them to me.”
“Oh my gosh. I think I need to like have a pep talk with all of you guys again.”
“Please don’t! The last one we had, you yelled at us!”
“Exactly. That’s why I’m going to yell again.”
“You are so mean….”
“Just being a nice cousin.”
“That’s not being nice!”
“You know what, stop bitching.”
“I will bitch all I want too.”
“Well if you keep doing that, I’ll hip check the shit out of you.”
“You’re using my own saying against me. How could you!?”
“That tells you how much I pay attention to games.”
“Yeah I kinda figured. Who did I say that to? Oh yeah, I’m quizzing you.”
“Alex Burrows.”
“Damn.”
“See. I pay attention to games. Speaking of games, what’s up with the free agent thing?”
“No contract yet.”
“What the hell?! WHY?!?!”
“Because, it’s my agent.”
“Great. We already lost Wayne. We aren’t losing you. Because like I said before, if any of my Kings gets/were traded, I’m not buying the new jerseys.”
“Aren’t you a little bitch?”
“Yeah. And I’m proud of it.”
“Well you haven’t changed. I gotta go. I’ll call you later.”
“Yup, you too.” Then I hanged up the phone. And to be honest, I didn’t want to get off the phone.
“Are you Taylor Lawrence?” Some guy came up to me.
“Uh, are you a cop?” I asked.
“No. I’m just wondering.”
“Then yes I am. Whatcha want?”
All he did was gave me a note and left. The fuck is up with notes today? I was curious. It was probably from Dustin. That’s so dumb though, he’s right across the street. And he does have my number… so ….? Yeah I’m very curious but it wasn’t from anyone I know/knew. So I read the note.
Taylor,
I saw you in the ring tonight at your live event. You were really good. Just to tell you, you look very good from this angle. Maybe getting closer to you will cure my fantasies. You don’t know me. But I know you. I’ve done my research. You love hockey, your hometown is LA, and you adore the LA Kings. You hate red and orange, your best friend is Jamila who is currently sleeping in the hospital room, and was talking to her mom. I hope one day, will be seeing each other. And you can finally dump Dustin.
From….
“What the hell!?” I shouted quietly.
After I read that, I looked around the Starbucks to see who the hell this person was, but it was only an old couple and a family with three kids left in here. So I quickly ran out with my coffee and back into the hospital where everyone was still there. I refuse to talk to Dustin, because well, he’s a crazy person, so I just ran in grabbed Sarah’s arm, but Kris and his dumbass self came anyway.
“Why are you pulling my arm?!” Sarah struggled.
“Oh shut up and read this!” I said putting the note in her face.
“You know I could’ve gotten a paper cut from you putting the paper in my face.” Sarah glared.
“Read the damn paper!” I shouted.
“Okay… damn calm your nuts.” Sarah rolled my eyes.
“No way! You have a stalker!” Kris gasped.
“Shut the hell up! This person's been stalking me ever since I was 12.” I shook my head.
“Why is he back now?” Sarah asked.
“Does it look like I know?!?”
“You need to tell Dustin about this.” Kris said.
“NO!” I shouted.
“Wait a minute… how does he know Jay’s sleeping and was talking to her mom?” Sarah went bug eyes.
“Oh shit! Jay!” I gasped and ran over to her room “Oh my gosh! Wake up!” I said shaking the bed.
“LISTEN YOU ASSHOLE! I NEED MY REST!” Jamila shouted.
~~~ My POV ~~~
“No seriously! Wake up!” Taylor pouted.
“WHY?! This shit better be important!” I glared at her.
“Read this!” Taylor said shoving a paper in my face.
“Who the hell is this?! Oh my gosh this person has some fucked up handwriting and some weird masturbation problems.” I laughed.
“BE SERIOUS JAMILA!” Taylor shouted at me.
“Did you tell Dustin?” I asked.
“No.” Taylor said.
“Oh” I said “DUSTIN!”
“You are dead to me.” Taylor glared.
Then Dustin, Kris and Sarah came into the room.
“You know, I asked for Dustin. You two don’t look like a Dustin to me.” I said pointing to Sarah and Kris.
“Oh we know what’s going on. That’s why we came.” Sarah laughed.
“STOP LAUGHING!” Taylor shouted.
“STOP SHOUTING!” Kris, Sarah and I shouted back.
“Why’s everyone shouting? And what do they know that I don’t know?” Dustin asked.
“Tell me whatcha, whatcha really want.” I mumbled laughing.
“Jay, your about to end up in the morgue.” Taylor said.
“Okay I’m done.” I said shutting up.
“Who is this?” Dustin asked.
“I don’t know! I don’t want to end up in witness protection.” Taylor pouted.
“I have a question.” I said raising my hand.
“What is it?!” Taylor shouted looking at me.
“It is nearly 4 in the morning. And I’m exhausted. You guys have a house, you can discuss it there. Please? For the love of tacos.” I said.
“For the love of tacos? Really Jamila?”
“Don’t judge.” I glared.
“Judging you!” Kris said looking at me weird.
“Killing you!” I smirked.
“Oh my gosh let’s go!” Kris said grabbing Sarah’s arm.
“AGAIN WITH THE PULLING! Wait, wait! Jay you want to talk to Jenny?”
“No. I’m too tired. Now all of you. Leave. Now.” I said.
“Night!” Taylor said then left. I think everyone else did. I hope. I can’t be bothered with anyone else at this point.
~~~ Couple hours later, 9:45 a.m. ~~~
Oh isn’t this wonderful? Only 5 hours of sleep. This is what I get for letting people come into my room with their fucking problems. Like seriously, I am not Dr. Phil. Don’t come to me about your problems. This is why I stay by myself. But at least for now, I can’t get any friend visits till 1 o’clock. And to be honest, I don’t want anyone except my family coming over. Thank god I only have my family to support me with this whole injury shit. Cuz I have to fly back to New York for my PT.
“Why are you crying?” Victoria asked me, handing me coffee, which I shouldn’t be drinking.
“No reason.” I said looking the other way.
“Seriously, something is wrong, you usually cry when something bad happens.”
“You wanna know? It’s people! Every single one of them. I fucking hate them all! No one cares why should I even freaking” Then my phone started ringing “What!?”
“Whoa, don’t yell at your boss like that.” Triple H said.
“What do you want?! I’m not in the mood!”
“Just trying to figure out how long are you going to be out?”
“Does it look like I care?! I don’t even want to come back! People don’t’ respect me, why the hell should I come back! I’m done!”
“Give me the phone” Victoria said “Hi, this is Jamila’s step-mom. Yeah she might return in the next 8-10 months.
“I’m not going back!” I yelled.
“Hush.” Victoria ordered.
“Bitch.” I mumbled.
“Yes. Uh huh, okay. Does she still get paid? Okay. Interviews and phone calls. Okay. Thank you Bye.” Victoria said then handing me back my phone.
“So?” I cocked my head.
“When you get home, you have to do an interview, and be asked questions and stuff like that. But you still get paid.” She explained.
“Yes! I don’t have to be bothered for the next 8-10 months!”
“No, babe, you’re going to be bothered for the next 4 months.” Victoria said.
“Oh… fuck my life.” I rolled my eyes.
“Can I come in?” Kevin asked knocking on the door.
“I’ll leave you two alone.” Victoria said.
“No! Don’t…. leave.” I growled.
“Can you talk to me?” Kevin asked.
“What’s the point? I said I didn’t want to talk to you again.” I rolled my eyes.
“I read your note.”
“Congratulations…?” I shook my head, not caring at all.
“Well, you can open this when you finally forgive me” Kevin said, throwing a box on the bed “Like I said, open it when you forgive me.” Then he left.
“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes putting the box on the table.
“FLOWERS for the ill!” Nikie shouted quietly running into my room.
WHY am I being bothered?!?
“Oh hey Nikie.” I smirked.
“Yes, yes I know I’m not supposed to be here, but I wanted to give you these flowers before I make my big ass return tonight.” Nikie jumped.
“Return? I thought you were fired after Money in the Bank?” I gasped.
“No, everyone assumed that. So I was like, I’ll let people talk and when Summerslam comes around the corner I’ll make my return. It’s going to be huge! You better watch it tonight!” Nikie said.
“I’ll try too. But the TV’s here suck monkey balls I can’t get all the channels” I laughed “Oh my, that actually felt good to laugh after a while.”
“What are you talking about?! Did something happen?!” Nikie gasped.
“Yeah, me and Kevin got into a fight, and I hate everyone. Yup, that’s pretty much everything.” I shrugged.
“Okay, I can tell you want to either talk about this later, or probably when you get back into action or whatever. But I’ll tell Jenny, that she has to find a new partner.” Nikie said quickly and almost leaving the room but I stopped her.
“WAIT A MINUTE! Come back here Mrs. Cena! What the hell are you talking about, Jenny finding a new partner?!” I gasped.
“Oh… Jenny didn’t tell you… did she?” Nikie bit her lip.
“Obviously not! Captain obvious! Ugh! My life is ruined!” I groaned.
“No it’s not. Stop being a grumpy grump and cheer up!” Nikie smiled. I just gave her the death glare.
“Okay or you can just look at me like you’re about to kill me…?” Nikie said.
“Good because right now I’m poking you with a stick.” I smirked.
“Sticks don’t hurt.” Nikie laughed.
“They do if the top is on fire.”
“Well damn Jamila!” Nikie rolled her eyes. I just laughed.
“Now, may you please leave so I can sleep? Or try to; well yeah so I can sleep?” I uttered.
“Yeah but there’s other people who want to see you.” Nikie said.
“Don’t care.” I said fluffing my pillow and going back to sleep.
“Okay then.” Nikie sighed.
~~~ Couple hours later ~~~
I know it’s probably bad to be standing or putting pressure on my knee 12 hours after surgery, but I really needed to stand. It felt really good being about to stand, well I was wobbling a little bit, but it actually felt good standing for once. I went into the bathroom to brush my hair, I had my iPod with me so I took it with me so I can listening to music while I brush my hair. Hell its fun, don’t judge me.
“All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun! All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet!”
Yeah I was jamming out to ‘Pumped up Kicks’. That songs my jam! Then eventually…
“What… are you doing?” Taylor asked laughing at me.
“Uh… how much of that did you saw?”
“Enough to post on YouTube.” She laughed.
“Oh, shut up and help me back to the bed.” I rolled my eyes.
“Well hey, on the bright side, your getting out tomorrow!” Taylor said giving me a thumbs up.
“Goodie.” I rolled my eyes again.
“You should be lucky you’re going home! You don’t have to worry about staying here anymore.” Taylor thought.
“Correction, I love it here. They have awesome apple juice.” I smirked.
“Did you spike it…?” Taylor gawked.
“No. you can’t bring those types of things into a hospital stupid.” I shook my head.
“I knew that. Look I gotta go; I’ll see you after Raw. HAVE FUN!” Taylor smiled and left.
“I’ll try too.” I mumbled.
I was reading my book that Victoria bought for me, because well, I love reading. Not like educational books, but mystery types of books, okay anyway, while I was reading, my phone started going off and it was really annoying. I looked at the caller I.D. and it was a number I don’t even recognized, so I answered it anyway.
“What.” I said.
“Well that’s appropriate.” Sharp said.
“Oh god. What do you want?”
“I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”
“No, you just wanted to see if I dumped Kevin.”
“You’re somewhat right.”
“Look, I’m not in the mood for your shit. So you know what? I’m blocking your number, I don’t you texting me anymore, I’m done. I’ve had enough.” I said then hanged up the phone.
Like seriously, this is my time to be relaxed and whatever, and I’m being bothered too much. And I fucking hate it. It’s like no one came leave me alone for at least 5 minutes! Not even yesterday! That really made me mad to be honest.
~~~ Taylor’s POV ~~~
“WOOHOO!!! SAN DIEGO!!” Jenny jumped in excitement.
“There’s nothing special about San Diego.” I laughed.
“You’re just saying that because you’re from Los Angeles.” Sarah shook her head.
“Actually no I’m not. Not a lot of stuff happens in San Diego. You see that over there” I said pointing to a section corner “People in San Diego call it the ‘You gon’ die’ section.”
“Why?!” Kristen gasped.
“Because people get shot everyday at that corner.” I said.
“Is that why you don’t come in this part of San Diego?” Sarah asked.
“No I still come here. I just don’t use that section of the sidewalk.” I laughed.
“Oh well that’s smart. Have you ever walked through there by mistake?” Jenny asked.
“I almost did. But my sister stopped me just in time. So my sister saved my life for once.” I laughed, walking into the arena.
“Well don’t you feel lucky?” Sarah laughed.
“Yes. Yes I do” I smirked “Oh! Jenny do you have Jamila’s key? I have my wrestling stuff in her locker room.
“Uh, yeah. I think I do.” Jenny said looking in her purse to find Jamila’s key.
“Why do you have Jamila’s key?” Sarah cocked her head.
“Because Jamila loses things a lot.” Jenny said.
“Oh that’s so true.” Sarah laughed.
“Come on!!! We have to get ready. Well I have to get ready. Jenny you don’t have to do shit, but just start off the show with an ‘interview’ with Cole and Jamila.” I rolled my eyes.
“Wait I have to do what??” Jenny asked.
“Do an interview. Like answer questions when someone asks you a question.” I said trying to explain slowly.
“I know what it is stupid. I meant since when was I doing an interview?!”
“It’s posted on the board.” Sarah laughed pointing to the board outside the room.
“Oh. I knew that.” Jenny mumbled.
“Sure you did.” I nodded my head.
~~~ Jenny’s POV ~~~
“Okay I’ll catch up with you guys later. I got some people to hang out with.” I said then leaving the room.
I quickly ran to my locker, and dressed into my attire, which is just some boots, a tank top and a skirt. When I finished dressing, Cody, -I thought he wasn’t here- was sitting on the couch just playing with paper bags. Till this day, I want him to ditch the whole paper bag/mask thing. It’s rather annoying.
“When did you get here?” I asked him.
“Ugh, an hour ago.” Cody replied.
“Yeah but, why are you in here?”
“Because I want to be. Is that a problem?” Cody laughed.
“Yes! I could have walked out without any clothes on!” I glared.
“Oh I don’t have a problem with that.” Cody smirked.
“Oh dear god your disgusting.” I rolled my eyes.
“I love you too.” Cody smiled.
“I’m leaving.” I laughed walking out the door.
“Have fun!” Cody shouted.
As I made my way to the entrance curtains, I heard arguing. Like an argument from two couples that’s been dating for at least a year now. I know it’s not Nikie; because she’s not here. It’s not Sarah, Heather, Taylor and Jamila. Because, well, they’re boyfriends aren’t here; well Jamila isn’t here either. So that only leaves one couple…
“GOD Kane! You’re fucking stupid! Stop talking to me and leave me the hell alone! Your shit is getting on my nerves!”
“My shit?! What about yours! You’re acting like a spoiled brat right now and it’s ridiculous. I’m not going to keep dating someone whose always acting like she’s fucking 6 years old! You’re a lady! Fucking act like one!”
“Oh. You want me to act like a lady? Okay, well I’m starting now. I’m done. Don’t come near me. Ever.” It was Kat walking away.
“Kat?” I whispered to myself.
“Fucking idiot.” Kane said walking away from where he was standing.
“Kane?! What the hell is going on??” I gasped.
“Jenny you’re on.” The stage guy said.
“Gosh this better be good.” I rolled my eyes.
When I passed the curtains, the crowd of San Diego was just amazing. Even though I’m heel they were still amazing. You saw some, ‘Get Well Soon Jammy!’ posters, and ‘Congratulations Jen and Jay.’ Oh yeah this is just awesome. So when I went into the ring, I grabbed my microphone, and waited for Cole to get his ass in the ring. And I thought I was slow in walking.
“Jenny, congratulations on your match last night.”
“Thank you.” I said.
“Now, I have a few questions for you. After your tag team ladder match with your cousin Jamila, how much pain was she in? Like is it going to affect your ability in the ring?” Cole asked.
That was the most confusing question I have ever heard from this idiot.
“Well, to be honest, yes she was in pain. A lot of it. And no it’s not going to affect my ability in the ring. Jamila is a big girl, she can overcome this. She did already with her ankle injury she can do it again.” I said.
“Now, if I can have your attention please.” Cole started.
I swear I started dying when the crowd was booing him.
Then Jamila came on the ‘tron.
“Hey guys!” Jamila smiled waving. No worries Jay… they’ll wave back.
“How are you feeling? And is it possible for you to make a return?” Cole asked.
“As of right now, I have no clue if I’ll be able to return. Do too all the pounding on my knee it looks like I won’t return until 7-10 months from now.” Jamila explained.
“Damn Jay. You got the whole timeline of your injury intact.” I shook my head.
“No I don’t. That’s what the doctor told me. Now shut up, I’m being asked questions.” Jamila smirked.
“Well excuse me.” I said rolling my eyes.
“Okay anyway, Jamila, what are you gonna do when you come back?” Cole asked.
“Kick both of Beth and Natalya’s asses.” Jamila smirked.
“That’s my cousin!” I shouted giving her a thumbs up.
“Okay, Jamila. Thank you for your time and hope you make a fast recovery.” Cole said.
“Thanks Cole. And I hope you don’t get your ass kicked my Ryder anymore.” Jamila laughed then they took her off the ‘tron.
“Oh, that was funny.” I laughed to myself.
“It’s not funny!” Cole shouted then left the ring.
I did as well; I was on commentator for tonight for a divas match. Which I never knew I was until someone texted me during Jay’s interview. Wonderful, I have to stay out here and be annoyed by Cole and his shitty commentary. During this whole, they were showing Beth and Nattie walking in the hallway then it went to commercial. I ran back to the locker room and got my custom made headphones that Jamila made, and used those. I hate the ones they have us using at the announcer tables. Now the shows back on, Beth came out with Nattie and it took a while for the next opponent to come out because, it wasn’t Kelly. Justin had to introduce her.
“Please welcome, making her return after Money in the Bank…” Justin said, and then stopped.
“Who is it?” Jerry asked.
All of a sudden, her theme song hits and everyone in the arena was star struck. Even everyone else at the table was too! Mostly me! My best friends back!!
“Approaching the ring-” Then she asked Justin for his mic.
“Oh hey girls! Remember me? Your worst nightmare is back!” Nikie jumped and gave an evil grin at Beth.
Then the match started.
~~~ My POV ~~~
“Well damn. After not fighting for a while, Nikie can still kick some ass.” I said, talking to myself.
“Ugh I’m so mad!” Kat shouted storming into my room.
“Um… who the hell let you in here…?”
“Myself.” Kat glared.
“I’m calling security.” I rolled my eyes.
“Why?” Kat gasped.
“Okay, I’m going to say this really slowly. Leave.”
“I’m not going back!” Kat shouted.
“I don’t care. I don’t want you in here.” I shrugged.
“You’re a bitch.” Kat shook her head.
“You act like you never knew this before.” I rolled my eyes, getting my phone.
“Who are you texting?!”
“The police.” I said sarcastically.
“Yo, listen jungle boy; you need to get here right now. Your girl is bothering me.”
“Uh... last time I checked, she’s not my girl.”
“I don’t care. Just bring your ass over here. It’s not a request, it’s a fucking order. So do it.”
Then I put my phone away. “Now leave.”
“UGH! You are no fucking help I hope you know that!” Kat shouted and left.
“Oh you’ll thank me later. You’ll thank me later.” I shook my head.
“And your winner, Nikie!”
“Oh shit, I forgot this match was on.” I laughed to myself.
~~~ Kat’s POV ~~~
“It’s fucking cold!” I said pacing back and forth on the curb, for like the past 50 minutes.
While I was pacing to keep myself warm and shit, a fucking car pulled up on the curb. Like I’m not a prostitute. Don’t do shit like that dude.
“Wanna ride?” The guy said.
“My mom always told me not to talk to strangers.” I said looking away.
“Oh, so ex-boyfriends are strangers now?” Justin said rolling down the window.
“Justin? How’d you know I was here?”
“Uh, Jamila texted me saying to come get you.” He said.
“Why?” I shook my head.
“Because she said you were annoying her.” Justin said.
“I wasn’t annoying her!” I gasped.
‘Yo, listen jungle boy; you need to get here right now. Your girl is bothering me.’ That’s what she sent me.” Justin read.
“Well if you were smart, annoying and bothering are two different things.” I rolled my eyes.
“No… they’re pretty much the same thing” Justin laughed “No come on and get in, before our food gets cold.”
“Wait, food?” I cocked my head.
“Yeah, I made last minute reservations at this restaurant.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Because, you know what, just get in. I’ll explain it when we’re at the restaurant. Now come on. Please?” Justin begged.
I sighed, “Fine.” I got into the car, took my phone out started listening to music. Then I got a text from Jamila.
“Have fun Kit-Kat(:”
Did she know about this?! She better not be doing the same shit Jenny’s been doing for the past 5 months. Or I will be pissed.
~~~ At the restaurant ~~~
“Table for 2 please.” Justin said to the usher.
“So corny.” I mumbled to myself.
“What?” Justin said looking at me.
“Huh? What? I said so thorny. You know… the rose over there.” I said trying to think of something.
It took about 5 minutes to look for our table. It was nice actually. The table was in a private area so no one can see us so I think it was good. Like I said… I think.
“Why are you here anyway?” I asked.
“Uh I have a Superstars taping soon. So they told me to come. Last night.” Justin replied.
“You’ve been here so long and you haven’t even bothered to pick up the damn phone!? Mh, petty.” I shook my head.
“Me?! Petty?? Really Kat? You dated me remember.” Justin cocked his head.
“Wish I was…” I mumbled.
“You what?”
“Nothing. Don’t worry about it.” I sighed.
“What’s wrong with you?” Justin asked.
“Like I said, don’t worry about it.” I rolled my eyes.
“You know I’m gonna keep bugging you about this right?” Justin uttered.
“Fine I’ll tell you… me and Kane got into a fight earlier. And as of right now, I’m pissed off and I just want to end it with him. I really don’t want too, but ever since Canada, he’s been acting like a major dick and it’s ridiculous.” I shrugged.
“What did he do?” Justin asked.
“He told Sarah, Jay and Taylor that he wants to have kids. I thought about it and I was like why have kids now when I have a big career right now? Then he said I was just trying to make conversation. I don’t want have kids right now. That shit pissed me off so much!” I said eating some of my mozzarella sticks.
“Wait, you don’t want to have kids? Or… you DO want to have kids?” Justin cocked his head.
“I actually do. But I don’t want to have kids right now. Maybe next year when, but not now. I have championship belts to capture.” I said.
“Well you know what if you don’t want to have kids with Kane?” Justin asked, putting his head down slowly.
“Uh, go to a sperm donor. Where do you think?! I want to see if things will work out with Kane first. If they don’t then…. Oh well.” I sighed.
“Kat… can I ask you something?” Justin asked.
“Yeah go ahead.” I smiled.
“Well, I’ve been keeping this from you for a while now and-” Then he was interrupted.
“Would you like to order?” The waiter asked.
Justin sighed, be looked like he was getting mad.
“No thanks. I still need to look.” I laughed.
“Okay, I’ll be back in 5 minutes.” The waitress said then left.
“Thank you! Now what were you saying?” I asked looking back at Justin.
“I’ve been hiding this from you since we broke up a year ago. I still lo-” My phone started ringing.
“Ugh! Hope that thought, it’s Sarah.” I rolled my eyes getting the phone “Hello!”
“Kat! Guess what!!!”
“You fell in the toilet?!”
“No. Kristen saw Kane and he’s looking for you and he wants to apologize to you!”
“Is that good news or…?”
“I don’t know you idiot what do you think?!”
“Yeah but I don’t want to talk to him. He fooled around with my ovaries and it’s not funny.”
“Your ovaries….? Okay never mind. I’ll tell him tat your business doing something. Here Kristen wants to talk to you.”
“HELLO!!!”
“You have to yell?”
“Yes! I haven’t talked to you in the past 2 hours!”
“Oh! It’s been forever Krissie!” I said with sarcasm.
“I know right?! Wait… was that sarcasm…? You know I hate it when you use sarcasm. You stupid bitch.”
“I love you too. But anyway, I gotta go. I’ll see you in the next 45 minutes. The latest.”
“Okay! Bye!”
“Okay, no more interruptions.” I smirked.
“You know what I’m going to say this really fast because I know the waitress is going to be here soon. Okay, for the past couple of months since I’ve been backstage, seeing you and Kane really got to me. The reason why is because, I miss what we have. I really do. When we broke up, I was upset for at least a month. I love you, Kat Angel and not some hockey player is gonna make me stop loving you. That’s all.”
“Oh… wow. I-I don’t know what to say.” I stuttered.
“Just say something so I don’t have to feel stupid.” Justin shrugged.
“I really don’t know what to say.” I sighed.
“I get it.” Justin shook his head.
“No, don’t get me wrong, yeah me and you had something special, but my love belongs to Kane.” I explained.
“I understand.” Justin said.
“But my heart belongs to you.” I smiled.
That really brought a smile to his face.
~~~ My POV ~~~
“The fuck??! I want some damn apple juice!” I shouted.
“Babe, it’s not nice to yell at the doctors and nurses. You gotta show some manners.” Vicky shook me head.
“What’s that?” I gasped.
“Are you serious?! Do you NOT have home training??” Victoria glared.
“You raised me didn’t you?” I rolled my eyes.
“Yes. But I gave you some sort of knowledge and manners you know.” Victoria laughed.
“Yes, yes you did. You taught me to keep the A’s and Queen’s in my bra when I play strip poker.” I smirked.
“I ain’t mean THAT knowledge stupid!” She rolled her eyes.
“Just saying!” I laughed.
“Oh, here babe, you have a text message.” Vicky said handing me my phone.
“What tone was it?” I asked.
“Shots.” She replied.
“Oh my gosh.” I groaned.
“Great. Just what I need right now.” I rolled my eyes looking at the text message.
“I know your mad at me and whatever, but come on, I jumped into conclusions. Everyone does it. You can’t hate me forever you know.”
“I never hated you stupid.”
“Then why didn’t you talk to me when I was there this morning?”
“Because it’s called stress. You should have known that by now.”
“I do. But can you forgive me. Please? :(“
“No. it’s not that easy.”
“Are you serious?!”
“No.”
“So… you forgive me? Yes, no maybe…?”
“I do forgive you. Now can I get back to talking with Vicky?”
“Yes, go ahead lol. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“SO! How was it!?” Victoria shouted.
“It was fine. No need to be nosy.” I rolled my eyes, picking up the box Kevin threw on my bed earlier.
“What’s that?” She asked.
“Something Kevin gave me. He told me not to open it until I forgave him.” I shrugged.
“Well did you?” Victoria gasped.
“No Victoria. I didn’t.” I rolled my eyes.
“Then why are you-” I stopped her.
“Just stop talking.” I laughed, opening up the box “Oh my god.”
“What?! What is it?! Oh my!” Victoria gasped.
“Is that a wedding ring?” I cocked my head.
“No stupid it’s a promise ring! Why is he giving you a promise ring? Are you pregnant?!” Victoria glared.
“No I’m not. But he did mention pregnancy earlier when he was here.” I shrugged.
“Why?” Victoria cocked her head.
“I don’t know. Should I be worried or…?” I sighed.
“Yes. Are you a virgin still?!” Victoria gasped.
“You don’t need to be in my sex life mother.” I laughed.
“Awe you called me mother.” She uttered.
“Oh hush” I rolled my eyes “What time is it?” I asked.
“10:45. Why?”
“No, just wanted to know.” I sighed.
“I gotta talk to Jamila.” Kane said bursting into my room.
“Hey! Mullet boy, I don’t want you in here. Get the hell out.” I glared at him.
“No, it’s urgent.” Kane said getting all serious and shit.
“Look! I don’t care what type of haircut you get! You will NEVER look attractive!” I rolled my eyes.
“No not that. It’s about your little sister.” He said.
“The fuck is you talking about? I don’t have a little sister.” I shook my head.
“Kat.” Kane glared.
“You fucktard she’s like a little sister to me. She’s not really my sister. Can you excuse us Vicky.” I sighed.
“Yeah.” Vicky smiled at me, but rolled her eyes at Kane then left.
“Hatred runs in the family…” Kane mumbled.
“Beating up cabbies for a couple cents must run in the family too.” I snapped back.
“I’m going to ignore that comment…. But anyway, you need to talk to Kat. Like have one of those Dr. Phil talks with her.” Kane demanded.
“Uh, no. I don’t care about people’s problems. I’m not going to start” I rolled my eyes, drinking my apple juice “This is some awesome apple juice.”
“Pay attention!” Kane shouted taking the juice from my hand “She walked out on me and I don’t want her with that Justin guy! Why? Because he’s gonna do something stupid and fuck up my relationship with Kat.”
“What relationship.” I laughed “As of right now, you’re dead to her.”
“Where is she!?” Kane asked getting louder.
“I don’t fucking know! Don’t fucking raise your voice at me you fuckhead!” I shouted then I saw Kat walking into the hospital about to come in my room.
“I’m not going to ask you again. Where the hell is she!”
“I don’t KNOW where KAT is! Don’t keep ASKING me KANE!” I hope I didn’t give it away though. I didn’t. but it got Kat’s attention and she left or she went and hide. Something like that.
“I’m leaving. And if I find out you know where she is this whole time, I’m going to hurt you.” Kane glared.
“Bitch you lay one mother fucking hand on me, I will tell Bieksa to come after you for every game you both have. Don’t test me.” I rolled my eyes.
~~~ Taylor’s POV ~~~
We were all getting our stuff together, well except me because I was being so lazy, but yeah. I was just sitting on the couch just looking at the TV that wasn’t even on. Everyone in the room thought I was being crazy or something. But I wasn’t. I just tend to do this for some apparent reason.
“Why are you staring at the TV?” Sarah asked putting her face in front of me.
“Because I want to look at the TV. Is that a crime now?!” I glared.
“Yes. You are looking at a TV that isn’t on. Are you high?” Kristen gasped.
“No. I haven’t gotten high for the past 3 years.” I smirked.
“You mean 3 weeks?” Sarah laughed.
“Shut up!” I rolled my eyes.
“Guys we gotta go.” Jenny said popping her head through the door.
“Wait!” Kristen shouted.
“What now dammit?!” I growled.
“Can someone tie my shoes…? I’m too lazy to bend.” Kristen pouted.
“You bend for Punk.” I laughed.
“DAMN!” Sarah said bursting out laughing.
“I don’t find your joke hilarious.” Kristen glared.
“Bitch I am fucking hilarious.” I smirked.
“Since you’re so hilarious tie my damn shoe!” Kristen shouted.
“Sarah. Tie her shoes.” I demanded.
“No!” Sarah shook her head.
“Just put the lace in your shoe. You know what, I’m leaving.” I rolled my eyes walking out the room.
“Y’all some assholes.” Kristen glared.
“That’s nice to say. See I was about to tie your shoes.” Sarah said.
“Really?!” Kristen jumped.
“Hell no.” Sarah laughed.
When we got outside to the bus, there was like a whole group of fans outside barricaded from Jenny’s bus. I was just shocked that there are that many people out here. I haven’t notice this till now because Jamila would always take me to the other side of the building to go home or into the bus.
“Taylor… what are you looking at?” Nikie asked.
“Huh? Oh nothing. I was just, daydreaming.” I said.
“Oh okay. Well we gotta hurry up. We need to pick up Jamila from the hospital.” Nikie uttered.
“Damn it’s time to bring her home already.” I sighed walking onto the bus.
“Yeah I know it’s been so quiet since she’s been gone.” Sarah said.
“Why bring her back now?!?!” Kristen groaned.
“Because she’s the only one that knows how to cook.” Jenny laughed.
“But she can’t walk.” Sarah shook her head.
“No she can walk. With her crutches though.” I said.
“Oh great. We have a cripple chef.” Kristen smirked.
“At least we have some food.” Nikie thought.
“She better not burn my food.” Sarah laughed.
“Oh shut up. Gosh I have to deal with all of you for the next 2 hours.” I rolled my eyes.
~~~ My POV ~~~
“Okay, love you too. Bye.”
“Well that must’ve been an awesome conversation!” Kat said popping her head through the door.
“It was actually” I smiled “How was your dinner!”
“Fine. Justin told me what he had built up inside of him and it was really sweet. I did too but,”
“But….?”
“But I still love Kane.” Kat shrugged.
“OH MY GOSH!” I shouted.
“What?!” Kat jumped.
“You aren’t supposed to be with him! I mean… I thought you would love Justin…”
“Wait what??” Kat shook her head.
“Nothing. Don’t worry about that last comment I made. Look, Kane, listen to be on this, Kane is starting to change. A lot. And to be honest, I’m scared for your life right now.” I said.
“Jamila what the fuck are you talking about?” Kat asked.
“Kane seems like he’s been... drinking again.” I uttered.
“Why do you think that?” Kat cocked her head.
“He came in here and threatened me!” I shouted.
“He does that when he’s sober to.” Kat smirked.
“He was being over protective about it.” I explained.
“Oh… OH that’s bad…” Kat mumbled.
“No shit.” I rolled my eyes.
“Look, don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.” Kat stuttered.
“You better. Or I will make YOUR life a living hell.” I smirked.
“Why mines?!”
“You’re dating Kane aren’t you? Yes? Okay then.” I rolled my eyes.
“Oh you’re so nice.” Kat said sarcastically.
“Thanks. I try my best.” I said.
“JAMILA!!!” Taylor said running into the room.
“It’s been 6 hours…?” I sighed.
“Yes. And I miss you and you need to hurry up and come on because I’m bored and people are bothering me!” Taylor jumped.
“Oh shocking” I said looking at Kat “Where’s Heather?”
“Does it look like I give a fuck?” Taylor glared.
“Oh my gosh.” Kat and I mumbled.
“Hey! All of tat hugging and shaking of the hands, I was told to do that. Triple A made me do it!” Taylor shrugged.
“Its… its Triple H stupid.” Kat shook her head.
“No one asked you.” Taylor rolled my eyes.
“Ugh! Take me home dammit!” I shouted.
“Okay, okay, calm down.” Taylor laughed.
“Don’t you have something to tell her though?” Dustin thought.
“Tell me… what?” I asked looking at Taylor.
“Oh I’m gonna leave now…” Kat said then ran out the room.
“Nothing! I don’t have anything to say.” Taylor said.
“Remember. Either you tell her, or I will.” Dustin nodded his head.
“Tell me what?!” I was really getting mad.
“Okay, the whole you and Bieksa thing was planned.” Taylor started.
“What?” I cocked my head.
“I set you and Kevin up. I don’t like Sharp, Sharp’s a fucking idiot and I can’t stand him and his cockiness. It’s fucking stupid and he’s an asshole. So I gave Kevin a call and told him that you don't love Sharp anymore, so I wanted him to try to get with you to see what happens.” Taylor explained.
“ARE YOU MENTAL!?!” I shouted.
“I’m sorry! I know it seems bad...”
“BAD?! Taylor this is the dumbest shit you have ever done to me.” I gasped.
“Yeah but I saw you were getting upset with Sharp I just didn’t want….”
“No, just don’t do this. Take me home. I rather not talk to you right now.” I said getting my crutches.
“Jay don’t-”
“Taylor you’ve done enough.” I shook my head.
To be continued…
Next chapter 1/23/12
Author’s note: Okay I know I said I was gonna post this in December but since I was in the mood I just started again. Okay anyway, the next chapter will be in January. To keep the reason short, my grades are already slipping and I’m already slacking in every subject and it’s only October. So yeah, hope you enjoy this chapter. Hopefully when January comes (Since it’s going to be the second semester) everything will be okay. Oh yeah one more thing, sorry if there’s mistakes and whatnot to lazy to read over lol. Thank you! (:
~Jammy~
