“Jamila…Jamila…Jamila!” Emery shouted shaking my shoulder.
I woke up like I just had a panic attack or something. I hope what I just dreamt about wasn’t true.
“Oh my god!” I jumped, startled.
“Are you okay?”
“Was Sarah here?” I asked quickly.
“No she was not.” He replied.
“Did you have sex at all today?” I hope the answer is no…
“No we didn’t. You fell asleep during intermission. Then you started making weird noises…” Emery said.
“What time is it?” I groaned.
“Midnight.” He sighed.
“Did you try to make a move on me?”
“Jamila what the hell is up with all these questions?”
“I don’t know. I just- I need to- excuse me.” I stuttered, going upstairs.
I need to tell him. I’m not gonna make the same mistake I did when I was with Kevin… it’s not gonna happen. I really hope he’s not in a bad mood after tonight. Oh man, I hate everything. I’ll tell him when he gets home. I mean, he’s better when he’s home. Ugh, this is a freaking nightmare…
~~~ Sarah’s POV ~~~
I was still locked in the bathroom. I haven’t came out since Kris popped the question. I don’t know what to tell him. I can’t marry him. I can’t. Times like this when he starts to act like a douche bag towards me and he thinks rose pedals, and a ring will make me forever him, he thought wrong. I’m not saying I’m gonna break up with him, I don’t want to think about my ‘husband’ while I’m away. Then I finally came out the bathroom, wiping my face.
“Did you think about it?” Kris asked when shut the door.
“Kris, I’m sorry. But I can’t.” I sighed.
“Oh… you’re dumping me now huh?” Kris shrugged.
“No of course not. I just… I just can’t think about marriage right now.” I thought.
“It’s always about you! Everything is! Nothing is about us!” Kris snapped.
“You’re really gonna yell at me because I said no? Kris come on, grow up.” I rolled my eyes.
Kris got really pissed, and started breaking things. I started freaking out, I tried calming him down but nothing works. Until I finally came up with a solution, I will regret this, I know I will.
“Kris I’ll stay!” I shouted.
“Seriously?” He gasped turning around to look at me.
“Y-y-yeah I’ll stay. We need to figure out our differences. I don’t want to leave with drama and come back to it. I’ll just go in April.” I sighed.
“I love you. I love you so much.” Kris smiled, giving me a hug and kiss.
“Yeah, yeah me too.” I pouted.
Well there goes my future. I’m only doing this just to make him happy because I love him. Who knows what would have happened if I had gone. I mean… I still have 3 days left… maybe I can change his mind? Maybe…?
~~~ My POV 10:30 a.m. ~~~
“You’ve reached Crawford, I’m not able to answer the phone right now but leave your name, number and message after the beep. *BEEEEEP*”
“Uh, uh hey baby, it seems forever since I’ve heard your voice. And I miss you so, so much. But, I” I started to choke up “I did something, really, really bad and I know you’re gonna hate me for this but, I ch-”
“You’ve reached your maximum amount of time. Please call again.”
So I called again, it went to voice mail again. He must be at practice if it went to voice mail twice.
“I know you’re gonna hate me for this but, I cheated on you with Ray, and I promise you, I feel so, so, so bad for it. If you don’t call me back, that’s fine. I understand. But it was a mistake. Alright well, I hope we can probably resolve this. I love you?”
Then I hanged up. I feel so bad. Fuck everything. Ugh, I just sucked it up, and went downstairs. Emery was still here. I don’t know why… but I thought we would have left… but I guess not. He was eating ice cream… MY ice cream. Now that’s not right, eating a pregnant ladies’ ice cream. Have some respect dammit.
“What are you doing?” He asked.
“Cleaning.” I sighed, picking up the clothes from off the floor.
“I thought Corey does laundry?” Emery thought.
“He’s not here stupid.” I rolled my eyes.
“Well sorry,” Emery mumbled “Relax.” He said patting the couch.
“I rather not.” I said walking into the laundry room.
Emery quickly followed.
“Can you stop? I need to get this done.” I glared.
“I’m not moving.” He said pinning me against the washing machine.
“Emery. Stop!” I yelled.
“What the hell is your problem?!”
“You really need to move. I’m claustrophobic…” I said.
“Are you just saying that to get me to move?” Emery cocked his head.
“No! I’m really claustrophobic! Move!” I yelled.
It was a small laundry…
“When I move will go sit and talk to me on the couch?” Emery uttered.
“Yes, whatever, just move!” I groaned.
“Ladies first.” He said moving out my way.
I angry walked to the couch and sat down, sitting crisscross apple sauce on the couch.
“Now what’s going on?”
“I cheated on Crow with you! What the hell do you think is going on?! He’s probably pissed off right now. I don’t think; him hearing that I cheated on him WITH his best friend would put him in a good mood. He’s already pissed about the game with the Kings. You’re gonna fix this.” I said.
“You told him?!”
“Emery I’m not gonna keep this a damn secret. It’s not gonna happen. I can’t keep making the same mistakes over and over again.” I sighed.
“Look, I didn’t mean to like… make a move on you. It just happened. Corey’s just lucky to have a girl like you.” Emery said looking at me.
“Ray, you’re like a brother to me. And it seems like if Corey listens to that voice mail, he’s gonna yell at both of us and if he’s mad at you, then…”
“Then what?”
“Then he probably won’t let you come near my baby.” I said.
“Great…” Emery rolled his eyes.
“But here’s my question, why did you do it?” I asked curiously.
“Because ever since I was traded here, I knew you were dating Bieksa, so I backed off… a lot. But when I heard you were single, I wanted to step in like really, really fast. But then I heard you were with Crawford so that’s when I officially stopped. But after that, when Joel told me I had to stay back; I though this was the perfect opportunity to try to get to you. As you can see, you’re in love with Crawford and after we had sex, I knew I was gonna regret it.” Emery explained.
“Oh… wow, that’s… wow,” I was speechless “Em; I really don’t know what to say. But to be honest, when you were terrible around the opening season, I actually cheered you on, all the time. And I’m not gonna lie, I had like this crush on you.” I smirked.
“Oh really?” He smiled scooting over to me.
“Yes really. Like I still do, but that’s like a fangirl thing.” I shrugged.
“Damn…” Emery mumbled.
“You’re still my number 2 goalie.” I winked, giving him a friendly kiss on the cheek.
“I want to be you’re number one.” He whispered to himself.
What if…?
~~~ Kristen’s POV ~~~
“Alright so….. Yesterday you were so butt hurt about Kane cheating on you, and now you’re drawing, ‘I love Justin’ all over your paper.” Punk thought.
“I think I might give him another chance.” Kat said.
“Oh my god. Are you serious?! He chose Kelly over you! WHY GIVE HIM A CHANCE?!” I yelled.
“Because I can.” She shrugged.
“You know, things are gonna be awkward when you go to hockey games you know that right?” Punk uttered.
“I don’t care. That’s Kane’s problem. He shouldn’t have cheated on me in the first place.” Kat said.
“Do you know what you’re doing? Because if he dumps you and Kane don’t take you back, you know what that means?” I gasped.
“What?” Kat cocked her head.
“You’ll die alone.” I said.
“Bitch I will not die alone.” Kat glared.
“Well, who else is gonna love you?!” Punk asked.
“Bieber.” Kat smirked.
“I’m done with the world…” Punk rolled his eyes leaving.
“What…? It could happen.” Kat mumbled.
“No it wouldn’t.” I shook my head.
“Yes it would! Now shut up!” Kat glared.
“This is my house. You have a house. Go there.” I snapped.
“I can’t…” Kat mumbled.
“And why not?!” I rolled my eyes.
“Because one, Kane is there, two, I don’t have a plane ticket, and three, Kane is there.” Kat said.
“Well suck it up and talk to him.” I groaned.
“There’s a Patrick Kane on the phone!” Punk yelled from the kitchen.
“I didn’t hear the phone ring….” I said.
“I know! I called him!” Punk yelled again.
“Well you talk to him?” I begged.
“I’m not going too. He hurt me really bad.” Kat sighed.
“Oh come on!” I groaned again.
“No Kristen!” Kat shouted and ran to her room.
“Damn… this fight must have been bad…” Punk thought.
“You should really fly me to Chicago. I should talk to Kane and you should talk to Kat. I mean, I want to do something before she starts running off to Justin and Kane starts to do some stupid shit.” I suggested.
“For once, you really came up with a good idea.” Punk nodded his head.
“Hey! I came up with awesome ideas before!” I glared.
“No… no you haven’t.” Punk shook his head.
“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes.
~~~ Taylor’s POV ~~~
I was cleaning up some mess that was in the living room, that freaking Dustin and his friend left last night. Yeah I love it how they leave food and expects me to clean it up… well I would clean it up because I hate mess. It’s weird though, but I don’t care. I just hate mess. I was playing ‘Middle Finger’ by Cobra Starship. That’s like my energy music. Then there was a knock on the door. Dammit, why now? My hair’s a mess and shit…
“Who is it?” I shouted, turning down the music.
“It’s Carter and Richards.” Carter said.
“What the fuck…?” I groaned, opening the door “The hell do you want?”
“Can we come in?” Richards asked.
“No. what the hell do you want?” I glared.
“Look, I’ve been on this team since the summer, why are you giving me dirty comments? Carter’s been here for almost 2 weeks I think. You weren’t rude to Gagné.” Richards thought.
“Well to make things clear, Gagné, he played for Tampa, I like Tampa, He played for the Flyers, and I don’t like Flyers. You,” I said pointing at Carter, “Played for the Flyers, I don’t like Flyers, you also played for Blue Jackets, and I don’t like Blue Jackets. Are you getting the cycle now?” I said.
“So you don’t like me… because I played on teams you didn’t like?” Carter cocked his head.
“No. You both were traded for my two top players. Remember them? Simmonds and Johnston, yeah I don’t like you. Because I never asked for a damn trade.”
“You know, this whole you being mad at us for playing in teams you didn’t like, thing is getting pretty old. Either you suck it up or start cheering from the damn crowd.” Carter said.
“First of all, you can’t do that, second of all, don’t get in my face, and third, never threaten the Captains wife.” I smirked.
“Yeah man you never do that…” Richards whispered.
“What is this? Are all of you guys wrapped around her damn finger? I mean come on! Last time I checked, Dustin was the captain. Not you.” Carter glared.
I just laughed and rolled my eyes, “Yeah you think you’re funny. But as you can see, I have things to do. So um, Richards, I will see you tomorrow at practice, Carter, good luck practicing at home.” I said.
“At home?” Carter raised his eyebrow.
“Yeah, you’re not coming to practice because you’re not going to be playing tomorrow against the Wild. So um, good luck watching from the balcony.” I winked then closed the door.
“She can’t do this!” Carter yelled.
Oh man how it feels so good to control people. I don’t care how mean it was, you don’t disrespect me, that doesn’t fly around me. If he shows up tomorrow, he must have a lot of guts. But it’s whatever I turned back on the music and continued cleaning.
~~~ Ashley’s POV ~~~
“Yes! Three page letter to Crawford! Haha if Jamila doesn’t dump him something is clearly wrong with her. But if she does, JEVIN IS BACK!!” I shouted with an evil laughed.
“What the fuck is Jevin…?” James cocked his head.
“Jamila and Kevin. I mean, it’s a perfect combination. We all know it… well I know it. Others hate because they don’t like Kevin. Bitch I love Kevin!” I rolled my eyes.
“That’s you’re problem. Why can’t you be happy for Jamila for once in your life? She’s finally happy with someone who loves her for her.” James explained.
“James, you’re making me feel guilty. Stop.” I groaned.
“That’s good. Now be the bigger person and tell Jamila what you did. Because if she finds out it was you, she’ll be pissed. And she’s pregnant, that makes everything worse.” James said.
“No I will not! Blame ‘Bethany’.” I laughed.
“You’re horrible.” James mumbled.
Then he left and went upstairs. Is this really bad? I don’t care! Jammy and Crawford needs to be over with. They are a bad couple. I can see Crawford leaving Jamila when she has her baby. I mean, I’m saving my best friend from a disaster waiting to happen. Like come on, wouldn’t you do the same thing to YOU’RE best friend? I would. Fuck the police bitch.
~~~ Corey’s POV ~~~
It was around noon, we were just now finishing up lunch. Mayers decided to take us out for lunch. Unfortunately we all had to pay... that’s not fair. You took us out to lunch and we all had to pay. I guess it’s because the whole team decided to come. I don’t know. But we were heading back to the hotel to get our pregame nap. I decided to room with Stalberg during this five game road trip. He would always hit my helmet after we win games all the time. Isn’t he so nice? I checked my phone and I had two missed calls. Both from Jamila, I hope they aren’t bad. I think she went to the doctors today if I’m not mistaken. I started to listen to the voice mails. The first one, I was very curious… because she was about to say something but then got cut off… I really hope it’s not bad. I took a deep breath and listened to it.
“I know you’re gonna hate me for this but, I cheated on you with Ray, and I promise you, I feel so, so, so bad for it. If you don’t call me back, that’s fine. I understand. But it was a mistake. Alright well, I hope we can probably resolve this. I love you?”
When I heard the words Ray, and cheated; my heart literally came to a sudden stop. This can’t be happening. What the fuck was he doing in my house in the first place?
“Crow… you alright?” Stalberg asked.
“No I’m not. My best friend, slept with my pregnant girlfriend… what the fuck is going on?” I was still startled about the whole thing.
“Emery?” Stalberg gasped, trying not to believe it.
“Yeah… I would understand Jamila having a little fangirl crush… but come on, going all the way?” I sighed.
“Are you gonna talk to her about it?” Stalberg asked.
“Yeah of course I will. I mean, since she’s pregnant and all, her hormones are like, OFF the wall. But damn, I didn’t know it was that bad…” I thought.
“How bad do you think it is?”
“We had sex 5 times in one day.”
“Damn, that’s a lot. Damn!” Stalberg cocked his head.
“Yeah, I just… I don’t know what to do.” I sighed, dropping my head.
“Just don’t do anything to make the locker room awkward.” He suggested.
“I won’t. I still want to be with Jamila. I have roses waiting to be picked up later tonight.” I said.
“Well whatever happens, I’m your second buddy on the team.” Stalberg laughed.
I don’t want to dump her… that’s one thing I really don’t want to do. But I don’t know… we have two more games left. Good time to think?”
~~~ Couple days later My POV ~~~
I decided to invite over Sarah, because like she’s the only person I can talk too; she does leave soon. But I want to make sure, when she leaves; she needs to bring me like a flashlight or something.
“When are you leaving?” I asked.
“Tomorrow.” Sarah said drinking her soda.
“Wait… didn’t you text me saying you were staying?” I thought.
“Yes. But I’m not really staying. I just told Kris that so he can stop freaking out. I’m leaving tomorrow. I’m taking an early flight and leaving.” Sarah sighed.
“That will piss him off more.” I glared.
“Jammy, I don’t care! I need a damn job. Kris is holding me back. He asked me to marry him; and I declined. I can’t think about my husband while I’m away for a whole 3 months. It just can’t happen. I won’t let it happen.” Sarah explained.
“Awe! But whatever you choose, I’m here for you. Unless you decide to do something stupid then I’m gonna yell at you.” I smiled.
“Sharp Couple Problems.” Sarah laughed.
“Big time! But make sure you stop by before you leave. I’ll be pissed if you just left and like not say good bye or some shit. That’s rude to leave without saying bye.” I laughed.
“But on a serious note! How are you and Crawford?!” She asked all nosy.
Got dammit…
“Um… fine.” I said.
“If you’re fine, I don’t think the ‘Um’ should be put in front… Jammy…” Sarah cocked her head.
“Sarah…” I mocked her.
“Tell me!! I want to know!”
“Alright, alright. While I was watching, A Pup Named Scooby Doo, there was a knock on the door, so I answered it. It was Emery-” But Sarah stopped me.
“Wait hold on,” Sarah said, getting up, going in my fridge grabbing a beer and sitting back down “Okay continue”
“Anyway, Emery was at the door, he told me all of these things that really made me tear eye a little bit. But he started acting weird. So I asked him if he wanted water, he said that he wanted my. So I thought he was joking, but he wasn’t, he really wanted me! So I was like, I can’t do anything because I’m with Crawford and you know that. Then he said Crow doesn’t have to know. So…. Of course… the pregnant horny lady I am. I gave in, and… and um…” I stopped.
“What did you do?!” Sarah gasped.
“Had like the best sex with him…” I mumbled.
“JAMMY NO!!!!” Sarah gasped.
“Well…” I shrugged.
“You’re unbelievable.” Sarah rolled her eyes.
“The good thing about that is, I told Crawford the next day about it.” I said.
“Oh you’re trying not to repeat history huh?” Sarah thought.
“Yeah. But when I was watching the Kings game, I fell asleep and I had this really weird nightmare…. Ray was trying to force himself on me, but I told him to stop and he did. But then I gave in again, brought him upstairs and had sex with him. At the end you like caught me and shit and tried to blackmail me.” I said.
“Trust me, if I’d caught you the first time, I would have whipped your ass.” Sarah glared.
“Ugh! Stop making me feel bad!” I rolled my eyes.
“Whatever! But when is Crawford coming home?” Sarah asked.
“Tonight.” I sighed.
“Let’s hope nothing bad happens.” Sarah said.
“If anything bad happens, you’re on speed dial.” I said.
“Ugh, well I gotta go. I need to start packing.” Sarah sighed.
“Oh man! Three months without you is gonna be hell! I will be twin-less!” I pouted.
“I’ll call you! I promise.”
“You better. Or I’m going to the police academy and kicking your ass.” I glared.
“Rude.” Sarah laughed giving me a hug.
“Have fun!” I said.
“I will.” Sarah said then left.
This should be rather interesting. But I’m not looking forward to Corey coming home. But the good thing is, Ray isn’t here… wait! I will get yelled at more. Well what the fuck.
~~~ 9:23 p.m. ~~~
I was finishing up dinner, I made Corey’s favorite. It took me a while to make it because the instructions were in French, till I Goggled it and found an English recipe. Smart me. But anyway, he should be here in like 15 minutes. I’m half excited that he’s coming back home and the other half I’m scared out of my mind. Ugh, I don’t want him to be pissed at me. I really don’t. But yeah, since he’s gonna be here soon, I’ll just check the mail. I haven’t checked the mail in a while. I bet my Netflix movie is in there…. If it is, I’ll be mad. I’ve been waiting for that DVD. I looked through the mails and nothing really interested me. It was just two bills and a postcard from my mother. But something really caught my eye… there was a letter from some chick name Bethany… it was to Corey. Um… the letter smelt like she used Bath&Body Works perfume. Also it had a kiss stain on it… what the hell is this? Then the front door started to open, and footsteps heading towards my way. It was Corey… he walks funny.
“Hey baby girl.” Corey smiled handing me some roses.
“Hey!” I jumped giving him a big hug “I missed you!” I pouted.
“You missed me so much you slept with Emery?” Corey said getting serious.
“Can we please not do this now? I made your favorite dinner.” I sighed.
“Talk during dinner?” Corey cocked his head.
“Yeah, yeah fine.” I said.
I got two plates, two glasses and picked up dinner that was cooling off on the cooling rack. I’m so scared for dinner. I decided to not bring up the letter. I just put it in the draw where we put the other letters.
“I’m not gonna yell. I just want to know; why did you do it.” Corey started.
“You were gone; I don’t know how I can control my hormones when you’re gone.” I shrugged.
“Be serious Jamila.” Corey glared.
“He told me the reason why he had to stay back and I felt really bad. But that’s not why I did it. He came on to me first. I swear.” I said.
“So, he came on you to you first? Huh… interesting.” Corey mumbled.
I can tell he was mad… he was spinning his fork.
“Babe you can’t be mad at me! It’s not like I did it twice.” I said.
“It doesn’t matter. You cheated on me with my friend. My best friend.” Corey shook his head.
“Come on! It’s not like I’m sleeping with everyone on the damn block!” I yelled.
“Well you slept with half of the Hawks team. And one Canuck. I mean it’s not like you slept with our neighbor.” Corey said.
“I can not believe you just said that.” I pouted.
“Wait I didn’t-”
“Don’t talk to me.” I said dropping my fork, running upstairs and locking the door.
Didn’t take him that much time to follow…
“Baby open the door.” Corey ordered.
I decided to change into my pajamas and go to bed. Looks like I’m’ sleeping alone. Because he’s sure as hell isn’t coming into the room tonight after what he said to me.
~~~ Sarah’s POV ~~~
I was almost done packing. Just three more bags left. I feel so bad leaving Kris like this. But I want to further my career. I can’t be a stay-at-home girlfriend anymore. I’m done doing it. When 5:45 am hits, I’m leaving. I should leave a note! Yes, that’s a good idea. Kris is taking a shower so that gives me enough time to go bring my stuff downstairs, up them in the garage, and write the note. And that’s what I did. And the note says’
Kris,
I know I told you I was gonna stay, but I decided to go. I really need to do something with my life and I can’t do it if you keep holding my back. Don’t get me wrong, I love you with all my heart, but I really want to do this. It’s what’s best for me. You have a great career, I don’t have anything. This is a perfect opportunity for me to get ahead on a lot of things. But, it all starts by me leaving and heading off to Florida. It wouldn’t be bad to come visit me. Y’know… when you’re not pissed. But babe, I love you. See you in three months.
Love,
Sarah.
“Ugh man.” I sighed.
Then the shower stopped running and Kris came out. In a towel, still wet, steaming. Damn ovaries.
“Hey Sarah.” Kris smiled.
“H-h-hey Kris.” I said.
“Why are you stuttering?” He laughed.
“Oh uh, no reason.” I said.
Get in me you loser!
“You alright?” He laughed again.
“I gotta question.”
“What?”
“Do you remember the last time we had sex?” I smirked.
“Uh, when it was our……. 3 month anniversary.” Kris replied.
“When was that?”
“When we came back from Canada.” Kris said.
“We should really have sex tonight!” I jumped.
“I just took a shower…” Kris glared.
“Please…..” I pouted.
“Fine. You better be thankful.” Kris smirked taking his towel and getting on top of me.
“I love you.” I moaned.
“I love you more.” He said kissing my neck.
Ugh, let’s hope I don’t regret leaving.
~~~ 6:23 a.m. the next morning. My POV ~~~
It was almost 6:30 in the morning. Who the hell is ringing the doorbell?
“Babe you heard the door you couldn’t answer it?!!” I glared.
“I’m sorry.” He yawned going back to sleep.
Oh did I mention he slept on the couch? But anyway, I opened the door and Sarah was standing there. I forgot she was leaving… dammit.
“Hey Jammy, I just wanted to say I’ll see you in 3 months. I love you!!” Sarah jumped giving me a hug.
“Awe, good luck out there twin.” I smiled.
“Alright well, bye.” Sarah waved.
“Bye!” I said then closed the door, and walked over to the couch.
Corey was still sleeping, good.
“Baby.” I whispered.
He didn’t answer.
“Corey!” I whispered louder.
He still didn’t answer.
“Well, only one thing left to do.” I shrugged, so I got on top of his back and started kissing his neck.
“Jamila I’m trying to sleep.” Corey groaned.
“Babe can you come upstairs? I’m lonely.” I pouted.
“Is Emery’s stuff upstairs?” Corey thought.
“Ugh, you’re an ass.” I rolled my eyes getting off of him.
“I’m joking, I’m joking,” Corey laughed sitting up “I will gladly come upstairs with you.”
“Yay! Can you carry me?”
“Now you’re asking for too much.” He said.
“Okay, okay. I’ll walk.” I mumbled.
I took Corey’s hand and headed back to my room. It was too early and we were still tired, so we went to bed. I’m still thinking about that letter from that Bethany chick… I don’t know how I’m supposed to bring it up, but I don’t want to make it awkward… maybe like when he has a few days off? Yeah that’s a good idea. Bu this is gonna bother me for a really long time.
~~~ Sarah’s POV ~~~
Oh how I love Florida at this time of year. Perfect weather, perfect beaches, I can probably get a tan when I have like a day off or something. But I don’t think academies give you a few days off. That would be nice if they do. I was gathering all of my stuff because my plane will be here in like 20 minutes. As I was gathering my stuff, I couldn’t help but keep thinking about Kris. I hate sneaking off; especially when I told him I wasn’t going anywhere. Well don’t I feel like a bad girlfriend… ugh. But all of a sudden I started hearing muffled screams. I feel like someone is calling my name. I couldn’t make out when was being screamed, but I didn’t pay attention. But the screams got louder and closer every second.
“SARAH!”
I turned around and it was Kris running towards me with a little box and the note I wrote for him. He looks a mess.
“Sarah! Sarah please, don’t go!” Kris begged.
“Kris, I have too, everything is already paid for.” I pouted.
“Sarah you said you were gonna stay.” Kris sighed.
“I’m only gone for three months. You can always visit me on the weekends. It’s not like I’m gonna be gone forever,” I sighed “Kris, if you really love me, you would let me do this.”
“You know I do. But I-”
“Kris, you have to let me do this.” I said.
“Will you call every Friday?” Kris said letting out a huge sigh.
I just nodded my head smiling “I promise.”
“Well you better go, before you miss your flight.” Kris said.
“I’ll call you when I land. I love you.” I smiled.
“I love you too.” Kris grinned.
But as I was leaving, he stopped me again, and gave me a kiss. Ugh, this is the last kiss till June.
“Here,” Kris said giving me the little box “Don’t open it till you graduate.”
“Wait why?” I asked.
“Just wait. Have fun, please be safe.” Kris uttered.
“I love you. And you be safe.” I smiled, then picked up my stuff and left.
This is gonna be a long journey.
~~~ Kristen’s POV 9:45 a.m.; at Kat’s house ~~~
“Why are you pacing?” I glared.
“Because I don’t know what to do.” Kane sighed.
“Well for one, you should really sit your ass down.” I suggested.
“Good idea.” Kane said sitting down.
“Now, you need to do something about Kat because she’s annoying me.” I said.
“She seems fine. She said on twitter that she’s having fun at dinner.”
“The only reason why she was ‘having fun’ is because I invited Justin to dinner.”
“Justin…? As in her damn ex boyfriend from when she wrestled? Are you fucking kidding?!” Kane yelled.
“Look how am I supposed to know she was gonna get attached so fast?!” I rolled my eyes.
“Kristen, they dated for 3 years. Of course she will get attached!” He glared.
“Okay true, but it’s just too much.” I groaned.
“I don’t know what to do.” Kane sighed.
“Look dummy; don’t you have a home game tonight?” I asked.
“Yes. We do play her favorite team tonight.” Kane thought.
“Well there you go! Score a goal for her or something! I just want her out my house!” I begged.
“Wait, is Jamila gonna be at practice today?” Kane asked.
“I don’t know. I don’t pay attention to her.” I shrugged.
“Well you’re no help.” Kane glared.
“Check her twitter or something.” I suggested.
“Naw, I’ll call her. Practice is in like the next two hours. She’s probably up.”
“If she’s not, I feel bad for you.” I laughed.
“Get out.” Kane glared.
“Okay, okay. Rude.” I rolled my eyes leaving but I stopped. “Yeah but Kane, why did you do it?”
“I don’t know Kristen, I don’t know.” Kane sighed.
“Well you’re a fucking idiot for doing that. You made Kat happy for the past year and now since you’ve done that, I guess she doesn’t need you. But if she forgives you don’t screw it up. Because if you do, I will kick you in the nuts.” I said.
“Damn. All four of you are so damn violent.” Kane rolled his eyes.
“She’s the youngest out of all of us. We have a reason.” I said, then really left.
~~~ Taylor’s POV ~~~
“RACHEL!!!” I cheered.
“The fuck you yelling for?” Rachel glared.
“I don’t know. I haven’t seen you in like forever.” I laughed.
“Oh, well in that case… TAYLOR!!!” Rachel mocked.
“How are you guys?” I said poking Trevor.
“Aunty Mila’s boyfriend took me ice skating.” Trevor smiled.
“Awe! Corey took you skating? That’s cute!” I smiled.
“No, Ray.” Trevor shook his head.
“Ray?” Rachel and I gasped.
“She wouldn’t?”
“She couldn’t!”
“But what if?”
“No way!”
“Jamila’s dating Emery!” Rachel gasped.
“Yeah but how?! She was with Corey after the vacation!” I said.
“Trevor, sweetheart. Tell mommy what happened.” Rachel said.
“Yeah, Rachel… make it seem like he’s being questioned by the cops.” I rolled my eyes.
“Hush!” Rachel glared.
“Ray took me ice skating, and Aunty Mila and the other guy were mad.” Trevor explained.
“No!” I gasped.
“Taylor, we gotta do something.”
“Why? I think Jamila and Emery will make a great couple.” I smirked.
“You’re stupid.” Rachel shook her head.
“Rude.” I glared.
~~~ My POV ~~~
“Oh my god.” I groaned waking up to my phone ringing. “What!” I answered.
“Jamila, its Kane.”
“No shit. What the fuck you want? I’m trying to sleep.”
“I don’t care. Are you coming to practice today?”
“Yes I am. Why?”
“Thanks! That’s all I need to know! Okay good bye!”
“Ugh, fucking idiot.” I yawned.
I really don’t think it matters going back to sleep… I mean my phone scared me half to death so yeah. No one was in the room but me, till I remembered Corey had to leave in about an hour because he has practice today. I don’t want to go! It’s gonna be really awkward because I don’t think Corey and Emery talked yet and it’s gonna be weird. Just my luck.
“Corey,” I said coming down the stairs.
“Yeah?” He asked.
“I can’t find your away jersey.” I said.
“It’s in the dryer.” He pointed “You’re wearing sweatpants again?”
“That’s like the only thing I can fit in.” I pouted.
“And you shockingly keep wearing mine?” Corey laughed.
“I don’t have that much! Shut up.” I mumbled.
“Why don’t you go buy some?” Corey thought.
“I was actually thinking about going to Victoria Secret tomorrow.”
“Oh really?” Corey smirked, wrapping his arms around me.
“No I’m not buying lingerie.” I laughed.
“Damn.” He mumbled.
“I’m sorry. Now we gotta go, I don’t want you to be late.” I said moving his arms.
“Ugh.” Corey sighed.
“Wait is this, the first they’re seeing me pregnant?!” I gasped.
“Yes, but don’t worry; you’ll be fine.” Corey said giving me a kiss.
“Okay, let’s go.” I sighed.
Practice should be rather interesting… you know with Emery and Crawford being in the same room together… again…
~~~ Hawks Practice Arena ~~~
When we walked into the arena it got like 10 times colder. Corey walked into the locker room so he can go change; I stayed outside the locker room till someone told me they were all done dressing. I hope everything will be fine. Then Carcillo told me everyone was done dressing so I was able to come in. man I haven’t seen Carbomb is like forever.
“Mommy Alert!” Mayers yelled.
“Yeah you’re funny.” I laughed.
“How many?” Sharp asked.
“Um, about… 2 months.” I said.
“Well damn, I feel bad for you.” Frolik laughed.
“Hey at least she’s not craving pickles anymore.” Corey said.
“True.” Seabrook said.
“Where’s Emery?” I asked.
“No one cares.” Corey snapped.
I just rolled my eyes.
“Come let’s go!” Joel said.
“Have fun.” I said to Corey.
“You’re staying in here?” He asked.
“Yeah for about 5 minutes.” I smiled.
“Alright, don’t touch anything.” Corey laughed.
Then Emery came out the bathroom when everyone left.
“Sup beautiful.” Emery smiled.
“Hey you.” I smirked.
“Well someone's happy to see me.” Emery laughed.
“I missed you!” I whispered softly.
“Is that… Is that cherry?” Emery sniffed.
“Yeah it’s my lip gloss.” I said.
“Well, I love cherries.” He laughed.
“I bet you do.” I winked pulling him closer to me and started kissing him.
Stop Jamila. What the fuck are you doing?! You’re in a public area. Stop it!
“Uh, you- you better get out there before Joel yells at you.” I said pulling me away.
“Damn.” He sighed.
“Bye.” I smiled.
Okay I’ll wait two more minutes to go back out there. I don’t want to walk out with him to make it seem awkward. I swear that was the fastest two minutes of my life. But anyway, I got up and quickly walked out to the rink. Carcillo was sitting on the bench.
“I saw you.” Carcillo whispered.
“Excuse me?” I cocked my head.
“Yeah, I saw you and Emery. Making out.” Carcillo said.
“You say anything, I’ll cut you.” I glared.
“I wasn’t actual gonna say anything. But I want you to get me a date with your hot best friend.” Carcillo nodded his head.
“Taylor?” I thought.
“No not her, the Mila Kunis look-a-like.” Carcillo thought.
“Oh… OH Sarah? Bro you’re too late for that.” I laughed.
“Why’s that?” Carcillo asked.
“Because she’s in Florida.” I replied.
“Fuck!” Carcillo shouted.
“Why do you want a date with her?” I glared.
“Dude she’s hot, I think I deserve a chance.” Carcillo smirked.
“Well too bad. She’s happy with someone.” I rolled my eyes.
“I’ll change that…” He mumbled
“Ugh pig.” I rolled my eyes.
~~~ After practice ~~~
“Babe I’m hungry!” I pouted.
“Crow you better feed her.” Mayers laughed.
“Shut up.” Corey glared.
“Here, I have some food.” Emery said.
“Yes! Thank you!” I smiled.
It was apples, I love apples. Corey started giving me weird looks anytime I would like have some odd conversation with Emery. I can feel something happening right now…
“Yo Emery.” Corey said.
My soon-to-be-mother senses were right.
“Corey don’t.” I begged.
“What?” Emery asked.
“I can take care of my girlfriend. Stay away from her.” Corey pointed.
“Oh god.” I sighed.
“Has the Gatorade gone to your brain? What the hell are you talking about?” Emery asked.
“You dumbass, I’m talking about you sleeping with her!” Corey shouted.
I just buried my face. I didn’t want to be embarrassed…. But too late for that.
“Can we go home please?” I asked tugging on his arm.
“No, I want to get my point across, he’s not to come near you. INCLUDING my child.” Corey exclaimed.
“Whatever,” Emery shrugged “Oh by the way, she does this awesome thing with her tongue its amazing.”
“Yeah I know she did it to me twice.” Corey snapped.
“I’m leaving.” I rolled my eyes leaving the locker room.
That was so fucking embarrassing. I just want to go home now. Like that wasn’t rude at all while I was there! I forgot that I had to talk to Kane but I was so pissed, I just had to leave. After like 45 minutes of waiting in the damn car, Corey finally came. I mean I’m not even gonna talk to him after he embarrassed me in front of 20 other guys. Like come on man, you could have done that shit in private or something!
~~~ Couple Hours later 6 hours after the Hawks game ~~~
“Are you okay?” Corey asked.
I didn’t say anything. I’m not talking to him. I was enjoying Looney Tunes right now.
“Are you really giving me the silent treatment?” Corey asked.
I still didn’t say anything. I don’t even want to talk to him.
“Jamila I already told you I’m sorry.” Corey sighed.
“It’s not that! You fucking embarrassed me in front of everyone! Both of you made it seem like I was a fucking slut!” I shouted.
“Can you at least look at me?” He pouted sitting next me.
I just rolled my eyes and looked at him.
“I’m very, very, very, very, sorry!” Corey pleaded.
“You always make it hard to stay mad at you.” I sighed.
“I love you.” Corey smiled.
“I love you too.” I said.
“We should really have sex tonight.” He suggested.
“I’m not ready.” I shook my head.
“What?! Since when?!” Corey gasped.
“I’m just not ready. I don’t want to tonight.” I shrugged.
But he just picked me up and brought me upstairs.
“Corey!” I screamed.
“I love it when you scream my name.” He winked.
He pinned me up against the wall almost instantly after he locked the door. His eyes started at my feet, slowly making their way up to my face. They were filled with lust that I didn’t even realize was there until now. I gulped as he gripped onto either sides of my waist with his palms. He pressed his body closer to mine until the whole backside of my body was connected to the wall.
He gawked at my body, wetting his lips. “Jamila… I need you.” My heart rate increased at his words.
He pressed his soft lips onto my exposed shoulder. “I really, really want you…”
His breath sent a shiver down my spine, my struggle beginning to torment me. I shut my eyes tightly. He was being so persuasive; it was beginning to overwhelm me. A trail of kisses traveled their way from the end of my jawbone towards my mouth. The sudden contact of our lips made me gasp. Corey didn’t hesitate to take the opportunity to slit his tongue through the small opening. He pressed his body even closer to mine. I moaned as the lower part of his body pressured even harder against mine. He was making this impossible to resist. He placed me down gently on the bed, his body on top on mine. He got up briefly to pull off his shirt before crawling back towards me. The tips of his fingers made their way under the hem of my sweatpants before unexpectedly running up my sides, pulling my shirt up as he went, uncovering everything under my shoulders. He kissed the center of my covered chest before slowly traveling his way downwards. My head began to spin as he kissed less than an inch away.
He lifted his head up, skillfully unbuttoning my shorts. “Jamila, do you really want to do this?”
“Yes, Corey.” I replied impatiently, desperate for him to go on.
He kissed my stomach before positioning himself so that his lips could reach mine.
“I want you so bad,” he breathed.
“Me too.” I moaned.
“Yes, Corey.” I replied impatiently, desperate for him to go on.
He kissed my stomach before positioning himself so that his lips could reach mine.
“I want you so bad,” he breathed.
“Me too.” I moaned.
Well…? How else would you celebrate a 5-4 win? I mean come on, a celebration and make up sex all in one. I just love this combination. But I was still thinking about that note. How am I gonna bring it up? How is he gonna react? Will he lie to me? These questions need answers.
The End
Jammy Note: Okay this is like the longest part 4 I’ve ever done… but yeah. I had like a lot of trouble typing this, that’s why it might or will seem confusing. So here’s a little help; at the end of Part 3, Sarah caught Jamila and Emery. At the beginning of this chapter; Jamila is waking up from that dream. Does that make some sense? I hope it does. Like I said, I had a lot of trouble typing this. But the next chapter I post, MIGHT, (notice I said might) be the last for a while. Till like probably May? I don’t know yet, but it all depends.
