The One That Got Away (Pt 2-3)

~~~ My POV ~~~

It was around four in the morning. My phone started to go off. It was Crawford. Got dammit, I really don’t want this right now.

“Hello?” I groaned.

“Did I wake you?”

“Yes you did.” I laughed.

“Oh I’m sorry. I just wanted to tell you that we just now landed. Oh and Taylor’s here. She’s already torturing us.”

“Tell her I said to stop being a bitch and go home.”

“Who’s that?” Emery asked.

“What?”

“Nothing! Nothing.” I answered quickly.

“Is someone there with you?”

“Uh, no. it’s just me. That was the… the TV.”

“But- okay never mind. I’ll call you after the game tomorrow. Night baby girl.”

“Night baby.” I sighed then hanged up the phone.

“Oh that was Crawford?” Emery laughed.

“That’s not funny! I could have gotten into trouble.” I rolled my eyes.

“I’m sorry.” Emery pouted.

“Ugh, I’m going back to sleep.” I rolled my eyes.

~~~ 11 a.m. ~~~

I decided to go hang out with Sarah today. Go shopping for some gear and some other good stuff. And plus, I want to hang out with her before she leaves to go to the academy. I was parked outside her house, honking the horn. Either this crazy bitch is deaf or she’s still trying to put makeup on. Ugh, this is one reason why I don’t wear makeup. Oh yeah! She did tweet a picture that she got a new haircut too. I didn’t see it because well, I didn’t want to look like an idiot laughing at a computer screen. But you know! If it’s weird looking, I will laugh at her. I was meeting up with Sarah in front of the Blackhawks store. So much fucking walking, even though, I live 10 minutes away from it. I still hate walking. I despise it!

“Hey love!” Sarah smiled giving me a hug.

“Hey sweet cheeks!” I smiled.

“How are you and the unborn baby?” She asked.

“Fine actually. I’m getting my ultrasound next weekend I think.” I said.

“Without Corey?” Sarah gasped.

“Well I’ll webcam him.” I laughed.

“That’s good! But you know, what if there’s no internet!?” Sarah thought.

“Hey, shut up.” I glared.

“Clam down.” Sarah rolled her eyes.

“How are you and Kris?” I asked, opening up the door to Subway.

I’m starving, don’t judge me.

“I don’t know Jammy… I don’t know. It’s not getting better, I really thought it was but it’s really not. And I don’t want to lose him.” Sarah sighed.

“Oh my! What happened?!” I gasped.

“He told me that I have to choose between us or the academy.” Sarah said.

“He can’t break up the Sharp couple though. That can’t happen!” I shook my head.

“Not that, Kris and myself.” Sarah laughed.

“Ugh! You need a job! Why is he acting like an asshole?!” I rolled my eyes.

“It’s Kris… he won’t even cut his hair.” Sarah gagged.

“Ew he still has that nasty ass hair?”

“Yes.”

“I’m so sorry that you have to look at that everyday.” I said sarcastically.

“I’m sorry you have to deal with Crow’s facial hair.” Sarah laughed.

“Ugh! I hate that! I told him SO many times to cut it and he never listens to me. I feel like I’m kissing a fucking squirrel.” I rolled my eyes.

“Oh my god… did you really kiss a squirrel???” Sarah gasped.

“No you idiot.” I said smacking her on the arm.

“ABUSE!” Sarah yelled pointing.

This bitch….

“Mind y’all business! She’s not getting hurt. Yet…..” I glared right back at Sarah.

“You know it’s true!” Sarah whispered.

“You’re lucky we’re in a damn Subway….” I said.

“You’re pregnant though! You can’t fight!” Sarah laughed.

“Ugh, you’re annoying.” I laughed getting up and leaving.

“WAIT! Don’t leave!” Sarah jumped, eating the last piece of her Philly streak.

“Okay! Where do we go now?!” I asked.

“Um, do you want to go to…? Chick-Fil-A?!” Sarah suggested.

“We just ate. No.” I laughed rolling my eyes.

“Okay what about the Pier?” Sarah smiled big.

“Are pregnant people allowed?” I cocked my head.

“Yeah you’re defiantly not allowed in the Pier because you’re pregnant.” Sarah glared.

“I was just asking!” I yelled.

“Come on.” Sarah laughed jumping into the car.

“Ugh, I have to drive. Wonderful.” I mumbled.

~~~ Corey’s POV; Kings Locker room at morning skate ~~~

“Does anyone know why Emery didn’t come?” I asked.

“He talks!” Stalberg laughed.

“Yeah you’re funny.” I glared.

“I know I am. But he said that he had to stay back or something like that.” Stalberg said.

“How come?” I asked.

“Because coach said that we needed you to keep you’re A-game so he had to keep Emery back.” Sharp said.

“Damn, watch me get booed by Hawks fans tonight…” I mumbled.

Then the unexpected thing happened…. I mean it’s not even game time and she’s here.

“Well, well, well,” Taylor said walking in the locker room.

The amount of groans in the room…

“If it isn’t The Hawks…. How was your 9 game losing streak?” Taylor smirked.

“Really…Taylor… Really?” Kane mumbled.

“I heard you cheated on your girlfriend with a skank at the bar.” Taylor pointed.

“Oh shit…” Sharp mumbled.

“Did you know that your buddy over there got your ex-fiancé pregnant? Or was it Bieksa… I wonder if it was Bieksa.” Taylor laughed looking at Sharp.

“Don’t come over here, don’t come over here.” I said in my head.

“CRAWFORD!” Taylor turned around.

“Fuck”

“What?” I rolled my eyes.

“I hope you get pulled tonight.” Taylor winked.

“Who is this chick?” Scott rolled his eyes.

“Don’t worry about me. Worry about how you haven’t had any goals since 2009.” She rolled her eyes.

“Guys, this is Taylor… Jamila’s best friend…” Kane mumbled.

“Yeah you better introduce me.” Taylor said flipping her hair.

“Can you leave now?” I asked pointing to the door.

“Nope. I just have ONE more thing to say to all of you, you’re in Kings Territory tonight. Not your little ‘Madhouse on Madison’ so good luck. OH! And don’t try anything stupid. I know your GM.” Taylor smirked.

“Wait weren’t you at the home opener? With my jersey on?” Duncan thought.

“Yes, you’re like the only Hawk I can tolerate. Well and Stalberg. But the others, no.” She laughed.

“Okay Taylor you can leave now!” I yelled.

“Alright, alright, I’m leaving. But get used to hearing this after the game, “Great Save by Quick’ see ya on the ice.” Taylor said, and then left.

“She reminds me of the Sedin Twins, annoying as fuck.” Bolland said.

Everyone in the locker room started laughing.

“I wish you would say that too my face.” Taylor said popping her head back through the door.

“My girlfriend needs new best friends.” I laughed.

~~~ Taylor’s POV ~~~

“Okay well, that was fun!” I said walking back into the Kings locker room.

“What did you do?” Dustin asked right away.

“Oh you know… just the original pep talk. Go out there and have fun! That type of talk.” I lied.

“You’re just a pretty little lair.” Dustin laughed.

“I love that show!” I smirked, giving him a kiss.

“Hey, none on that.” Williams said.

“Ugh! Come on!” I groaned banging my fist on the bench.

“I need to like, get a personal locker room.” Dustin thought.

“Yes, yes you should.” I said.

And then Richards and Carter walked in… oh great…

“You’re blocking my stall.” Carter said walking over to me.

“That’s my problem because….?” I shook my head.

“You need to move.” Carter explained.

“No you need to watch your mouth.” I said.

“Why are you so rude to traders? I will never understand that.” Richards said.

“As you can see, I don’t like the Flyers, except Jagr. He’s amazing, but you two, will NEVER get on my good side. Back talk me again, I’ll have you fired.” I pointed.

“I love it how everyone pisses off my wife…. I go home with that you know!” Dustin glared.

“I feel bad for you.” Carter said.

I slapped Crater in his face, “Say something again I will have you gone. Number 77.”

Then I left the room. I need to make a phone call!

“This is Rachel.”

“Hey baby cakes.”

“You sound mad. Who made you mad?”

“Carter and Richards.”

“I LOVE THEM!”

“Of course you do…”

~~~ Ashley’s POV in Virginia ~~~

.... I do love you! I just miss you so much. Can we start over? That will make me feel so much better. Leave your girlfriend. She doesn’t love you like I do.

Call me? ;)

-Bethany.

“I love it how you name it from Bethany. That’s an old ass name.” James said.

“What’s your excuse?” I cocked my head.

“I don’t have one! But you know, what you’re doing is wrong.” James thought.

“I don’t care. I don’t want her with Crawford.” I rolled my eyes.

“Okay so… Kat and Sarah don’t want her with Bieksa, and you don’t want her with Bieksa? What the hell is up with girls….?” James mumbled.

“James, I know what I’m doing. It’s fine, just shut up.”

“Rude.” James said.

“Can you pass me my lipstick and perfume?” I asked.

“No.” James replied.

“PASS IT!” I yelled.

“You’ve changed so much.” James thought.

“You should really tell me how I changed.” I said, fairly amused at his comments.

“You’re just like Kat and Sarah, always wanting to ruin SOMEONE’s relationship.” James glared.

“No… no that’s mostly me. Now shut up and get out.” I rolled my eyes going back to decorating the letter.

~~~ Kristen’s POV in New Jersey ~~~

Only a couple hours… and Kat is annoying the hell out of me. I don’t know how it feels to be single for like… 3 days, but I can tell that if you’ve been dating someone for like a really, really long time once they cheat on you, but damn…I just can’t… damn man. I was really hoping she was gonna stay in Chicago with Punk, BUT I guess he decided to fly her here. Where it was nice and quiet… bastard.

“Is she still crying?” Punk whispered.

“Yeah, I never knew someone can cry for 2 hours straight…”

“I want to watch Degrassi! BUT IT’S NOT ON! Kane and I used to watch Degrassi during the offseason and after we have sex.” Kat cried.

“Well… that’s not weird at all.” I said.

“I used to call Kane weird.” Kat pouted.

“Kill me now.” Punk groaned.

“I used to yell that in bed.” Kat whimpered.

“Kat! STOP!” Punk yelled.

“No! You two love each other! I don’t have anyone to love anymore!” Kat yelled back.

“Look, I know you’re upset, but telling us every little detail about what you and Kane did is starting to make me throw up. A lot.” I said.

“You don’t have any sympathy do you?” Kat pouted.

“I don’t! I don’t know about Krissie, but I sure as hell don’t have any.” Punk shrugged.

That made Kat cry even more.

“Nice going dumbass!” I rolled my eyes.

“Hey, just saying the truth…” Punk said.

“Well you said it wrong!” Kat mumbled into the pillow.

“We can go out for dinner!” I randomly suggested.

“I hate being the third wheel. I’m not going anywhere.” Kat said.

“I can invite someone! You’re very familiar with him!” I jumped.

“Who?” Punk thought.

“Justin.” I whispered.

“Oh that South Atlantic guy who flips…” Punk nodded his head.

“Justin?” Kat wondered.

I’m surprised she knew.

“Yes him. We’re going to Magianos!” I jumped.

“Oh god… we’ve been there so many times.” Punk rolled his eyes.

“Well we’re going again. Kat didn’t go there yet! So we’re taking her.” I ordered.

“Yay!” Kat jumped.

“Ugh, no.” Punk glared.

~~~ Little after 6:30 ~~~

“Punk can you get the door please?” I yelled from the bathroom while I was doing my make-up.

“How do I look?” Kat asked walking into my room.

“Well don’t you look pretty?” I smiled.

“It’s Justin’s favorite dress. I wore this on our first date.” Kat said.

“You’re nervous.” I assumed.

“Yes, I haven’t seen him since… well, I don’t know.” She sighed.

“Don’t worry, everything will be fine!” I said giving her a hug.

“Ugh, I’m not ready.” Kat pouted.

“Hun, you’re single. Stop overthinking yourself.” I rolled my eyes.

“Girls let’s go! I’m hungry!” Punk shouted.

“Let’s go!” Kat jumped leaving the room.

“Well damn…” I cocked my head.

When we came downstairs, Kat and Justin locked eyes so fast it was unbelievable. Either…. She misses him or, he was just dying to see her. I don’t even know, but this dinner better be good!

~~~ Sarah’s POV ~~~

Jammy just dropped me off at home, I’m really, REALLY, don’t want to be here right now. Because I know that Kris is going to be pissed and wants to know what I’m choosing. I don’t want to choose between my boyfriend and my career. That’s just plain ignorant. When I opened the door, the lights were dimmed… there were rose pedals heading upstairs to the bedroom. It’s probably a trick to keep me here. I’m not changing my mind. I know what I’m gonna do. I started heading upstairs, following the rose pedals. Kris was standing on top of the steps, I was still confused on what was he doing.

“What is all this?” I asked, smirking a little bit.

“You know I love you right?”

“You haven’t shown it lately.”

“I do love you. But not seeing you for half of the summer is gonna kill me.” Kris thought.

“Yeah I know. But I told you already, I will call you every Friday. You’re making it seem like I’m gonna be out of your life forever.” I sighed.

“I just don’t want to lose you. Look Sarah, I love you, and when you leave, I’m just gonna go insane. I talked to my parents and asked them how was it like being far apart from each other when it was like father son or mother son trips, they said it wasn’t that big. They missed each, but they still love each other.” Kris explained.

“What are you saying?” I asked, looking into his eyes.

“I’m saying two things. Sarah, if you decide to go to the academy, I will,” He let out a huge sigh then continued “I will support you. Every step of the way.”

“What’s the other thing?” I asked.

Kris then, got on one knee.

“Sarah will you marry me?”

I started to choke up. I didn’t know what to say. He’s been a douche to me for the past week and a half.

“I’m sorry.” I said beginning to cry and running into the bathroom.

I don’t want to do this. I can’t. I just don’t know how to tell him.

~~~ My POV ~~~

I was getting ready to watch the Hawks game. I hate let games. Curse California and their pacific time zone. I had on Crawford’s home jersey that he left here, that’s good luck right? I hope it is. I was also wearing my sweatpants that Crawford got for me. It’s the PINK sweatpants from Victoria’s Secret. I love PINK. My food was in the microwave warming up, I love that Corey made food before he left. So thoughtful. By the time my food was heating up and getting ready to beep, the puck has already been dropped. Well damn, they can’t even wait till I sat down first? Sheesh. I was so amused by the commentators. They said that Corey Crawford is gonna be an upcoming dad… Well I was thinking probably step dad... but you know, whatever works for them. But dad would be rather amazing. I haven’t talked to Kevin ever since my party… but I heard he’s doing well. I wonder how good… but anyway, it’s been 6 minutes of the game already and they’re doing the ‘Go Kings, Go.’ Chant… that is annoying.

“Hey beautiful.” Emery whispered in my ear.

“GOD!” I screamed jumping from the couch.

“Did I scare you?” He smiled.

“Don’t do that! Especially when I’m pregnant you idiot!” I yelled.

“I’m sorry.” He laughed kissing me on the cheek.

“Don’t touch me.” I glared.

“Oh it’s like that now?” Emery glared.

“Yes it is.” I said focusing back on the TV.

“You know you liked it.” He whispered.

“No I didn’t. I lied.” And I’m still lying. I fucking loved it.

“You’re just saying that just to make me leave.” Emery shook his head.

“I am! Now shut up!” I rolled my eyes.

It was about 30 seconds of quietness until Ray decides to pick me up, and put me on top of him.

“Ray stop! I’m not playing!” I struggled.

“You should really stop struggling.” Emery laughed.

“Stop!” I yelled trying to let go of his grip.

“Stop struggling!” He shouted trying to take my jersey off.

“EMERY STOP!” I just kept repeating, but he didn’t stop.

“Alright, I’ll stop. God.” He said pushing me off him.

“Don’t push me you fucktard.” I rolled my eyes.

“Whatever.” Emery said looking back at the TV.

For a pregnant chick, I really do have a sudden mood change every time. I totally just gave it. I needed sex now. I just took the jersey off, got on top of Ray and started kissing him. What the hell am I doing? I just betrayed Crawford… AGAIN. I think there’s something wrong with me.

“Upstairs?” He thought.

“Yes.” I said biting my bottom lip.

Ray picked me and took me upstairs. Didn’t even bother closing the door. I mean how else has key’s here? No one! So we just kept the door open. Ray started kissing me all over and started taking my pants off. Ugh, I’m gonna end up regretting this, but he’s amazing in bed. I got back on top of him and started to straddle him. But then…

“Jammy?!?”

That really scared me; I almost fell off the bed. That would have been embarrassing. I looked over and it was Sarah… I thought she was home?

“This isn’t what it looks like!” I said trying to catch my breath.

“Bro! You’re cheating on Crawford! WITH HIS BEST FRIEND!” Sarah yelled.

My god my life is over…

To Be Continued...

The One That Got Away (Pt 1-3)

It was around 11 at night; Corey and I are still watching the Detroit game on the big screen. It’s almost over. I can hear Kat crying from the bedroom. Well… this fight with Kane must have been really bad because I didn’t see her engagement ring on her finger. I told Kane not to wait to tell her…. Such a fucking idiot.

“Are you coming?” Corey asked turning off the TV.

“Yeah give me a couple minutes.” I sighed, lying back down on the couch.

Alright, I’ll be upstairs.” He said.

I just groaned and lifted myself off the couch and knocked on Kat’s door. She was still crying but I’m trying to convince her to open the damn door…

“Kat can you open the door please.” I said knocking on the door.

“It’s already open.” Kat cried.

“Oh… well that was a waste of knocking on the door.” I mumbled to myself.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“No I’m not.” Kat sighed.

“On a scale of one to ten how bad was dinner?” I asked.

“A million.”

“Oh god. Um, how about-”

“Jammy I want to go to England.” Kat said quickly.

“Then go, no one is stopping you.” I said.

“By going, I mean moving.” Kat explained.

“You must be high. You ain’t going nowhere!” I gasped.

“My brother Craig is there. Basically my family is there, I just want to leave! If you get to leave why can’t I?”

“I just don’t want you getting in trouble. Can you just sleep it off? You’re already pissed….” I rolled my eyes.

“I’ll try. Don’t roll your eyes at me again.” Kat glared.

“Whatever Kat. Night.” I sighed leaving the room and heading upstairs.

“NIGHT!” She shouted.

Sweet baby Jesus…. Never again will she ever yell in my house. Well Corey’s house. Whatever you know what I mean.

“Is Kat okay?” Corey asked when I came into the room.

“Yeah she’s fine. Why are you still watching TV?” I laughed.

“Because I needed something to help my concentration.”

“On what…?” I cocked my head.

“On the five game road trip.” Corey sighed.

“Don’t remind me.” I groaned.

“It’s only 5 games baby.”

“What if you lose all 5 of them and come home all pissed and shit?” I pouted.

“I won’t come home pissed. Have you seen the comedians we have on the team?” Corey thought.

“What if they’re in a bad mood too?” I gasped.

“Okay you really should stop assuming things.” Corey glared.

“Sorry… I’m a person to assume stuff. Don’t be mad.” I pouted again.

“Why would I be ma- Babe are you okay?” Corey asked.

“Yes I’m fine. Why do I look sick or something?” I gasped.

“No it’s just… your mood has been changed lately.” Corey said.

I just pointed to my stomach, “You don’t say!”

“Can we have sex? I need you.” Corey asked.

“Did you really just ask me to have sex?” I glared.

“Yes, yes I did. I need it. I want it. Right now.” Corey smirked.

“Tomorrow.” I said then going under the covers.

“Tomorrow?! What?! I leave tomorrow!” Corey yelled.

“Well, we’ll do it before you leave tomorrow. How’s that?” I smiled.

“You’re so mean.” Corey mumbled.

“I love you too.” I yawned and going to sleep.

“Ugh! I love it more when you were hormonal.” Corey mumbled.

~~~ 10:23 a.m. ~~~

“Bubbles what are you doing?” I groaned walking down the stairs.

“Making breakfast.” She smiled.

“Why? Who eats breakfast at 10 in the morning?” I rolled my eyes.

“I do. And you should too! It’s good and healthy!” Kat jumped.

“Okay but, did you have to open the damn blinds?”

“You need sunshine!” Kat smiled again.

“Look bitch, I like the dark in the morning. Close the damn blinds and get out the kitchen.” I said.

“I’m trying to be nice and you’re treating me like shit! What the fuck is wrong with you!” Kat snapped out of nowhere.

“What the hell?” I raised my eyebrow.

“Get the hell out of here! I don’t want you here!” She shouted throwing a fork at me.

“WHOA! Calm the hell down!” I said.

“I want to go home.” She cried walking over to the couch.

“Can you stay here and not do anything stupid? I need to make a phone call.” I said.

“Are you calling Kane?” Kat asked.

“No I’m not.”

“I want to talk to him. I miss him.”

“No you don’t! You need to stop talking.” I rolled my eyes.

“Stop being a bitch!” Kat pushed me.

“You really need to stop.” I ordered.

She didn’t do anything after I said that. Kat just looked at the wall and said nothing. I ran upstairs and woke up Corey. I know… bad idea. But it was urgent.

“Corey! Corey wake up!” I whispered.

“No, I’m not making you food.” He groaned.

“Wake up you idiot!” I shook his shoulder.

“Go away.” He groaned again.

“My water broke!” I shouted.

“WHAT?!” Corey gasped as he sprung up from the bed.

“Yeah that woke you up.” I laughed.

“That’s not funny. I almost had a heart attack.” He glared.

“I’m sorry. But anyway, can you do me this really big favor?” I asked.

“What?” Corey groaned, putting on his pants.

“Can you like have a manly talk to Kane?” I suggested.

“Why?” Corey asked.

“Because, he cheated on Kat. And she’s pissed. Kat is so pissed she threw a fork at me and pushed me.” I pouted.

“Did the fork hit you?!”

“No I’m fine. It’s just that, I don’t want her damaging things.” I sighed.

“I’ll see what I can do.” Corey said.

“Thank you!” I said giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“Where is she anyway?”

“On the couch; cooling off.” I said.

“Good!” He said giving me an evil smirk.

“What?” I raised my eyebrow.

Corey then, picked me up and threw me, softly, onto the bed. He started kissing me passionately, pinning my arms on the bed. I really wasn’t in the mood for this. But who cares, it’s the last sex till he comes back.

“Wait, what time do you have to leave?” I asked quickly.

“12:30.” Corey said still kissing me.

“Oh good, 2 hours to spare.” I giggled.

~~~ Sarah’s POV ~~~

“Can you at least talk to me?” I sighed.

Kris has been giving me the silent treatment since I came back home. Like really? We aren’t five, grow the hell up alright.

“Come on now, I leave in 10 days and you’re acting like an asshole right now.” I glared.

He still didn’t say anything.

“Yeah, ignore your girlfriend. That’s cool too.” I rolled my eyes going into the bedroom.

“You’re not going to the academy.” Kris said. That made me turn around to finally face him.

“Kris, I need a job.” I uttered.

“Then work at Wal-Mart. Just don’t go out there. What if you get hurt? Then I will regret making you leave.” Kris sighed.

“I’m going to get hurt! It’s a school for god sakes. And I’m not working at Wal-Mart. Kat and Jammy said that it’s ghetto or whatever…”

“Yeah listen to your friends but not me. That’s cool too.” Kris rolled his eyes.

“Seriously, I don’t want them brought up into this conversation.” I glared.

“What if I give you the best sex in your life? Would that make you stay?” Kris smirked.

“No.” I said with a straight face.

“Come on Sarah!” He groaned.

“I supported you every step of the way when you were traded so many times! Why can’t you support me this one time? Huh? Why? What did I do so bad?!” I asked.

“Remember that time, when you chose Ladd over Sharp when Sharp engaged to you?” Kris asked.

“Yes, but what does that have to do with anything?”

“I’m scared that you might find someone better then me at the academy.” Kris said.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” I jumped.

“No I’m not. I’ve seen the brochures. There’re some good looking people there and I’m scared that you might chose them over me.” Kris thought.

“Why would I?! We’ve been dating for a very, very long time now. Why the hell would you think that?” I rolled my eyes.

“You leave in 10 days. And won’t be back till June. How the hell am I supposed to deal with not seeing you everyday?” Kris asked.

“I’ll have my laptop, we can Skype.” I replied.

“It would be the same!”

“Oh my god Kris! Make up your fucking mind! I’m trying to make this work!” I yelled.

“No you make up your mind.” Kris snapped.

“What the hell do you mean?” I cocked my head.

“You have 10 days to make up your mind. If you stay we can really make this work. If you leave, you’re walking out on us.” Kris said then left.

This can’t be happening. I love it how me makes the fucking decisions all the time. I do what I fucking want. I hate that he’s fucking controlling me. I really hope this doesn’t turn out bad. Because I’m leaving, no one is fucking stopping me. I want to make my dreams come true by becoming a cop. I took Law Enforcement in high school for a fucking reason.

~~~ Taylor’s POV in California ~~~

Dustin and I were messing around in the Kings locker room. It was really fun. But I can’t wait! Tomorrow we go against The Blackhawks! Jammy won’t be here so I’ll have a reason to torture the whole team on purpose to make them lose. I’m so evil. But I don’t care. It’s still fun. But I can’t too harsh… Oh fuck it; I’ll be so mean because I’m Taylor. I’m always mean. But anyway, back to now.

“Oh my god.” I giggled as Dustin kissed my neck.

“And this is the loc- HEY!” Kopi yelled.

Got dammit it was getting good…

“Sorry.” Dustin said fixing his shirt.

“Really, in the locker room? Don’t you two have home training?” Kopi glared.

“Shut up,” I glared. Then I turned to the newbie. “Why the fuck is you here?”

“Jack Johnston was traded to the Blue Jackets. So now I’m here.” Jeff Carter said.

“You’re joking right? Is he joking? Please tell me he’s joking?” I glared.

“You didn’t tell her?!” Kopi said looking at Dustin.

“Oops…” Dustin mumbled.

“Are you serious?! This team is starting to have fucking Flyers rejects and I can’t let that happen! The ONLY Flyer I would tolerate being on this team will be Simmonds. NOT you and sure as HELL not Richards!” I screamed.

“Hey, it wasn’t my choice.” Carter said.

“You, need to stop talking.” I said to him.

“Is she always rude to traders?” Carter asked.

“Yes.” Kopi and Dustin said.

“I SAID STOP TALKING!” I shouted.

“Hey! Why the hell are you screaming!?” Drew said coming out the bathroom.

“Do you see this thing standing here?!” I glared pointing to Carter.

“Yeah what about him?” Drew asked.

“I NEVER ASKED FOR A DAMN TRADE!” I stooped my foot.

“You need to calm down.” Dustin said.

“No I will NOT calm down! You need to do something to get Johnston back. I don’t want you here!” I shouted.

“Brown, you need to control your wife.” Carter said.

“You’re begging to get killed if you open your god damn mouth again.” I glared.

“You, take a walk.” Dustin said pointing to the door.

“Rule number one, NEVER back talk the Captains wife.” Kopi whispered.

“You need like a rule book.” Drew laughed.

“SHUT UP!” I shouted from the hallway.

~~~ Ashley’s POV in Virginia ~~~

“You okay?” James asked me.

“Yes I’m fine. I’m fucking tired.” I rolled my eyes.

“Whoa, language.” He laughed.

“I’m pissed! Jammy is going out with Crawford and I want her with Kevin dammit!” I glared.

“It was her choice. What happened at this party? You’ve been like so pissed since you came from it.” James asked.

“Corey and Kevin got into an argument and Jamila got into the middle of it and she told Kevin that she doesn’t want him anymore, and boom!” I said.

“Boom what?” James cocked his head.

“Boom as in, she’s pregnant and one of them is the baby daddy!” I explained.

“Damn. Well that’s not your problem so you shouldn’t be getting in the middle of it.” James suggested.

“Oh no, I’m getting into the middle of it. I’m going to make Jamila wish she should have NEVER picked Crawford.” I smirked.

“…What are you doing?” James asked.

“Oh just writing a fake letter.” I laughed.

“Ashley don’t. Jamila is finally happy.” James rolled her eyes.

“Yeah happy with the wrong person! Now shush, I’m thinking.” I said.

Then I started writing. But it’s gonna be typed. Jammy knows my handwringing. And I will address it too the house next door. No one lives there so it’ll be good. This is what the letter says to far;

Hey baby!

I miss you so much! Why haven’t you called me? It’s been forever :(. I really do miss you! Mostly in bed. You’re so great in bed. I need your love again. I hope you’re not busy!

Oh yeah! Great progress!

~~~ My POV ~~~

“Ah! Don’t stop!” I screamed.

“Who said I was going too?” Corey smirked.

Then Corey thrust faster and faster, till eventually he lost his energy.

“Oh god.” I chuckled trying to catch my breath.

“It would be amazing if you could come with me to the road trip.” Corey smiled.

“I know it would. I probably would get so much more action after the games.” I winked.

“Can we go one more time?” Corey asked.

“No, I need to check on Bubbles.” I said getting up.

“Ugh! Why?!” Corey pouted.

“I want to make sure she didn’t mess up downstairs.” I glared.

“Oh then go ahead. I’ll get ready in the mean time.” Corey sighed walking into the bathroom.

“Bubbles!” I said calling her walking down stairs.

“Yes.” She answered.

“Are you okay?” I asked sitting next to her.

“No, you and Crow gave me a big ass headache. I never knew Corey can make a girl scream like that.” Kat rolled her eyes.

“The door was closed though…” I cocked my head.

“No it wasn’t. I wanted to take a shower upstairs and all I saw was Corey’s ass and I ran back downstairs. I am now scarred for life.” Kat gagged.

“Corey has a nice ass.” I smirked.

“Really Jamila…?” Kat glared.

“I’m sorry. Um, when Corey is done taking a shower do you want to come to the airport with us?” I asked.

“No.” She said.

“Why?” I whined.

“Because I don’t want to see Kane.” Kat rolled her eyes.

“Hun, an hour ago you want to see him. Now you don’t?” I thought.

“Wait I want to see him. I’m serious this time. But after that can you drop me off at Kristen’s? I don’t want to stay here, your rules pisses me off.” Kat said.

“Rude.” I rolled my eyes.

~~~ At the airport ~~~

“I love you.” I pouted giving Corey a hug.

“Awe, I love you too. Don’t be upset. I’ll call you when I land in LA.” Corey said.

“Oh god, LA? As in Los Angeles? You know Taylor is gonna be the biggest troll towards all of you guys.” I laughed.

“It’s alright. I’m used to it already. But please, please be safe while I’m gone.” Corey smiled.

“I will, I promise.” I said giving him a bear hug and a kiss.

“Gosh you both act like you’re gonna be leaving forever.” Stalberg rolled his eyes.

“Oh shut up!” I glared.

“No!” Stalberg glared back.

“Alright well, I gotta go. I love you.” Corey said.

“I love you too.” I sighed.

As I was getting ready to go back to the car I saw Kat and Kane talking. I hope it’s good. I mean it doesn’t really matter, I’m gonna yell at Kane when he comes back. But this wasn’t good at all. Kane had Kat’s ring in his hand and Kat just shook her head no. like she doesn’t even want it. I think that’s good! I mean, that means Gabriel might have a chance! But he’s too quiet. And he walks funny. But he’s cool. In someway. Kat just gave Kane a hug then went back to the car… I don’t even want to say anything about it when I drop her off at Kristen’s house.

~~~ Couple hours later ~~~

I’m so exhausted and hungry. Ugh! I don’t think there’s any food. Great. I don’t have anyone to take care of me. Dammit, I’m fucking screwed… what if I fall and I can’t get up? I don’t have life alert. Fuck. I just decided to watch ‘A Pup Named Scooby Doo’. I still love this show.

“Scooby-do-be! Scooby-do-be-do. Scooby-do-be! Scooby-do-be-do.” I singed.

Then there was a knock on the door.

“God dammit I have to get up now,” I groaned “Coming!”

“It’s Emery.” He knocked again.

“Emery? What?” I opened the door “Aren’t you suppose to be going to LA?”

“I had to stay back.” Emery sighed.

“Awe why?” I gasped, letting him in.

He had bags and everything. Damn.

“Well to be honest, I’m pissed that Corey gets all the attention. When he does badly, everyone loves me. But when I do badly, everyone hates me and wants me traded. You remember? When Coach Q said I had to start for like half of the season? And everyone hated me? And when I was pulled EVERYONE cheered?” Emery sighed again.

“Yeah, yeah I remember. Don’t beat yourself up for it.” I said.

“Trying not too. But I came here to help with your pregnancy. Like to take care of you and whatever.” Emery laughed.

“Awe that’s nice of you.” I smirked.

“Where’s your bathroom and guest room?” Emery asked.

“Oh it’s all in the back. The guest room is right there.” I pointed.

“Thanks.” He said, smiling at me.

Weird… that wasn’t a friendly smile… damn should I be scared now? I hope not…

~~~ Emery’s POV ~~~

I went straight into the guest room. I started pacing all over the room. Thinking what the hell I was doing.

“No I can’t do it! But she’s fucking attractive… No she’s pregnant! But Corey gets more attention then me. I can’t do it! But I want too! She’s Corey’s girlfriend. Payback from what he did to me this season? I want to. I heard she was good in bed anyway….” I can’t believe I was talking to myself for the past 15 minutes.

I came out the room and headed straight to Jamila. She was still sitting on the couch watching TV. I was trying to resist her. But it was too damn hard. I should have been traded to the Hawks a long time ago.

“Ray you okay?” Jamila asked.

“No. No I’m not.” I said, biting the lower part of my lip.

“You want some water?”

“No. I want you.” I stuttered.

“Yeah, you need some water.” Jamila laughed getting up but I stopped her.

“Please.” I uttered.

“Emery, you know I’m dating Corey. I can’t betray him like that. You know I love him.” Jamila sighed.

“He doesn’t have to know.” I smirked.

“I can’t…” She mumbled.

“Please…. I begged.

“Emery…” Jamila repeated.

“Shh, he doesn’t have, to know.” I whispered, taking her chin and pulling her closer to me as we started kissing.

“Fuck this.” Jamila said pulling away from the kiss, taking my wrist and bringing me upstairs straight into her room and locking the door.

Damn she was just ready to go. I never knew pregnant ladies can be this horny… unless this is how she acts… I don’t know. But I like it. I lifted her up and placed her on the bed. My knees were positioned on either side of her body.

I grabbed her hips instinctively and pressed myself down on her, deepening our kiss, wishing we could do more. I don’t know what I was thinking, or if I was even thinking at all and I don’t know why I was doing this, but I couldn’t get myself to stop. I didn’t have enough self control to stop. I wanted her. Our tongues massaged one another and I knew I wanted to go further but wasn’t sure if I should. My hands explored her waist and exposed legs. The softness of her skin was so inviting and irresistible. I needed her to be mine. I carefully pulled my body away from hers, making sure that her desirable lips didn’t depart from mine, as we struggled to get up. I placed my body on top of hers, attaching my lips to her neck, and sucked gently, searching for her weak spot. I grinned, tangling my fingers into her soft black hair as she moaned slightly.

I felt her hands slide their way under my shirt as she gripped my hips tightly. She was enjoying this; I knew she was. I sat up and furiously poked at my belt buckle, trying to undo it. I sighed in relief as Jamila replaced my blundering fingers and removed it skillfully, unzipping my jeans right after. I quickly pulled her shorts down, revealing her black panties. My tongue desperately explored her mouth as my fingers playfully pulled at her spaghetti-strapped tank top, slowly taking it off. I breathed in deeply, her beautifully matching bra coming into view. Purple; my favorite color.

She gulped. “Can I… trust you?”

“Yeah,” I whispered before gently pressing my lips to hers. “I promise I won’t hurt you.”

And with that, I slid my boxers down, I moaned in pleasure as I felt her tight body wrap around me. I pressed my body closer to hers as I slowly began to thrust.

“Jamila,” I breathed, pumping harder inside of her. She gasped as I went in even deeper.

I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I couldn't even think straight. Her rhythmic moans were driving me insane, adding even more to my unbelievable pleasure, and I did everything in my power to keep them coming. I increased my already rapid speed as she began to dig her fingernails into my back. I knew she was close, and I knew I’ve teased us both enough already. She moaned loudly in satisfaction within moments. But I didn't stop. My body was craving the explosion of sheer ecstasy that I was so close to reaching. I groaned in pleasure, reaching my second climax tonight. My face shifted lower to Jamila’s and we both began breathing heavily into each other’s mouths, exchanging hot air. Jamila’s eye lids were feeling heavier than ever. Exhaustion began to get the best of her.

“Don’t go to sleep,” I said softly.

She opened her mouth, wanting to reply, but nothing came out. I breathed in deeply before pulling myself off of her, disconnecting our sweaty bodies.

“You’re so good.” Jamila giggled.

“I’ve been told.” I winked going back to kissing her.

“Oh my god no.” Jamila gasped.

“What?” I stopped.

“Corey is going to kill me.” She sighed.

“Like I said, he won’t know.” I said, lying next to her.

“How? Your cologne is all over the bed.”

“Just wash them and spray your perfume. Just don’t worry about it. Just get some rest. Good night.” I said kissing her forehead.

Ugh, night.” She groaned turning on her side.

Fuck, this is just bad. That sex was great though. But it was still bad. Crawford will never forgive me for this. But for the next week or so, I’m off the hook… unless Jamila decides to come to the home games. Then it will be utterly awkward. Who knew this chick was so good in bed? I mean damn, from all the girls I’ve been with, Jamila is like on the top of the list. Now I can see why Crow is always excited when he gets home.

This is still bad…

What the hell did I just do…?

To be continued….