A/N: Yeah so I had some trouble typing this (Mostly the middle part) so that’s why there’s a lot of POV’s in this one because I decided to make this long instead of putting it into 5 parts like how I planned. But yeah, I was planning on doing something at the end but I put the whole chapter in one so I don’t have cliffhangers, and y’all yelling at me because of that! Rude~ But anyway, I hope you enjoy this (:
-Jammy!
Waking up this afternoon felt weird. I’m usually up by like 9ish. But this is weird. Maybe because I kept thinking about the stupid letter. I’m gonna bring it up. I looked over to me side and saw that Corey wasn’t there. So that means he probably left for practice he has a game today against Rangers. But I don’t think he’s starting. I think Emery is starting. Yay. But Corey told me not to be around Ray unless Corey’s there with me. Ugh, I don’t need no damn baby sitter. I’m grown dammit! I have a child. Well… getting ready to have one. I went downstairs, got the note from the draw, opened it and started reading. That shit was three fucking pages long… to be honest, by the fourth sentence, I was done. I started getting so fucking disgusted. He’s gonna be home in a couple minutes so I should call… wait, I can’t call Sarah. She’s in Florida. Ugh! I’m so fucking alone it’s unbelievable. I think when everyone heard I was pregnant; they all like somehow stopped talking to me. I don’t know… it’s whatever. But I know ONE person who is always willing to talk to me, so I grabbed the phone and called Trevor. You remember him! Bieksa’s younger brother.
“Hello!”
“Hey! How you been?”
“I’ve been well; just trying to get ready for a date. You?”
“Same here. Pregnancy is well. And oh date! Who’s the lucky lady?!”
“Oh no biggy, someone from my college class, she’s really nice. And pretty.”
“Well, I taught you well. Don’t treat her bad now.”
“I won’t. I promise!”
“Speaking of that, how’s uh, how’s Bieksa doing?”
Hey, I’m curious okay?
“Oh he’s… recovering.”
“Recovering?”
“Yeah he’s still trying to get off the whole you and Crawford thing.”
“I’ve been dying to call him but I don’t want him to like think I’m sending him signals and stuff.”
“I’ll talk to him first. Don’t worry. But I gotta go. I’ll call you later!”
“Wait!”
“What?”
“Tell me how the date goes afterward!”
“Oh I will! Bye Jamila!”
I don’t know, but when I heard that front door open, my heart rate exceeded. This is gonna be bad. I can just feel it.
“Hey beautiful.” Corey smiled walking over to me giving me a kiss.
“Corey.” I said.
“What’s wrong with you?” He asked going into the fridge.
“Babe, who’s Bethany?” I stood, with the letter in my hand.
“I don’t know anyone name Bethany.” Corey shook his head.
“Don’t lie to me… Who the fuck is Bethany?” I repeated.
“I told you I don’t know any Bethany.”
“Oh really? ‘I’ve missed you so much. I can’t believe you left me for her. I need you. I miss your touch.’ WHO THE HELL IS SHE!”
“Give me that,” He said snatching the letter for my hand “I don’t know who this is! The only person in Virginia I know is Ashley and you know that!”
“So this is your way of getting back at me? Because I accidentally slept with your best friend? Huh?! That’s how it’s gonna be now? I fuck up and you go sleep with your fucking ex girlfriend? If you want me to sleep with Bieksa I fucking will!” I shouted.
“Listen to me! I don’t know this person! Why the hell would I lie to you? Especially when you’re pregnant!” Corey yelled.
“Oh! So if I wasn’t pregnant, you would lie to me?! Do you know how fucking stupid you sound right now??”
“That’s not what I meant! Look I don’t know this person! Why can’t you believe me?!” Corey thought.
“YOU HAD SEX WITH HER!” I shouted.
“You had sex with Emery!” Corey snapped.
“On fucking accident! And plus, I already apologized! And then there’s you, you can’t fucking apologize for this!” I shook my head.
“Why should I apologize for something I didn’t even do?!”
“I’m giving you ONE more chance to tell me the truth, who the hell is Bethany?!” I yelled.
“I DON’T KNOW!” Corey shouted.
“I’m done. You fucking keep lying to me and you want me to believe you?! Yeah okay, we’re done.” I said.
“So that’s it? You’re gonna walk out like a little punk?! Come on Jamila!” Corey yelled.
“I swear! You’re the biggest asshole I’ve ever met in my life!” I shouted back.
Corey was beyond pissed from this point. He got so mad; he grabbed my arm, forcing me not to leave. My arm was starting to feel numb right now.
“Corey, you’re hurting me.” I cried.
“You’re not going anywhere!” He shouted.
“Let go of me!” I whimpered.
“You can’t leave.” Corey glared.
“Ow! Corey please!” I begged, tears rolling down my face.
You’re not leaving!” Corey shouted slapping me.
He was so mad that he even pushed me against the wall. Why is he so violent all of a sudden? Is it because he’s not starting games or something? But this anger of his that he’s showing is starting to scare me a lot. I just couldn’t stay here anymore, I quickly grabbed my sweatshirt and left. Even though it was nearly 65 degrees outside. I didn’t care; I just had to get out of there. But Corey quickly followed me, while I was leaving the house.
“Where the hell are you going?!” He yelled.
“Far away from you!” I yelled.
But when I walked outside it was cold. This is great…. I’m walking outside, it’s cold, I’m pissed off and I’m pregnant. All of this is a bad combination. Fuck everything.
~~~ Sarah’s POV in Florida ~~~
I’m so excited to be at the academy! I start in about 10 minutes, and I’m already to go. But it’s gonna suck, I’m gonna be a newbie and everyone is gonna know everyone else. Well fuck, that’s not a way to start. But I really wasn’t paying attention to that. I got all my stuff ready and I started heading out. I was about to wear skinny jeans but then I remembered, I was in Florida! It’s hot here. Maybe when it like, rains I’ll wear skinny jeans. But today, I’m wearing shorts and my Carbomb shirt. Oh how I miss his goofy ass on the line-up. But today I have worry about my work. It took about 5 minutes for me to get there, so I guess everyday is a 5 minute walk from the hotel to the academy. That’s not bad. When I walked into the class room, there were like 25 people in there. Yes I counted, I’m such a nerd, sue me. But anyway, there were like a few empty seats, so I chose to set at the top, I like being far away from people. The teacher said that there’s gonna be a tour in about 15 minutes because he wants everyone here before we leave. Ugh, I’m such a knob, I’m gonna be walking alone while everyone chit-chats. Dammit… but all of a sudden, this one guy came into the room; I guess he’s new too. I don’t know, but he came and sat right next to me. Well this is awkward.
“I see that you like the Blackhawks.” He said, looking at my shirt.
“Yeah.” I nodded.
“Well as you can see, I like the Panthers.” He laughed, “I’m Daniel by the way.”
“Sarah.” I smiled shaking his hand.
“How long have you been a hockey fan?” Daniel asked.
“Since I was about… 10, my dad got me into watching it.” I said.
“That’s cool. Do you like any other teams?” Daniel thought
“Flyers.” I said.
“How cool, Hawks and Flyers fan. Are you walking with anyone during the tour?” He asked.
“Nope, I’m new so I don’t have anyone to like talk to or walk with.” I laughed.
I guess he thought my laugh was cute because he gave me this weird ass look. Hey, I thought that face he made was cute…
“I’m new here too. Care to walk with me during this tour?” He asked, smiling.
That smile though…
“Sure! I think I’m gonna like it here.” I smiled.
“You and me both.” Daniel winked.
Yeah but….. Why is he so attractive?! Ugh!
~~~ Taylor’s POV after Kings Practice ~~~
“Taylor!” Dustin shouted.
“Yeah?” I said walking into the locker room.
“Do you know why Carter wasn’t at practice today?” Dustin asked.
“Uh… nope.” I lied.
“Funny… because he texted me saying that you told him not the come…” Dustin cocked his head.
“Guys text each other?” I thought.
“Don’t get off topic. Why did you tell him not to come?”
“He threaten me! At my house! That’s why I told him not to come.” I glared.
“Tay, listen, you know I love you right?” Dustin started.
“Yes I do.” I nodded.
“You have GOT to stop treating Richards and Carter like shit all the time when they’re around. It has got to stop. Just get over it. Wayne and Jack have been traded. We can’t get them back.” Dustin explained.
“Are you really telling me what to do?” I gasped.
“Taylor, I’m being serious.” Dustin glared.
“Last time I checked I’m your wife, not your damn teammates.” I said.
“I wear the “C” on my jersey. I’m the captain of this team. Not you. I love you with all my heart, but if you keep this up then…” Dustin stopped.
“Then? Then what?”
“Then, you’re gonna have to stop coming to practices and stay in the audience during games.” Dustin sighed.
“Wow!” I shook my head.
“We all agreed.” Dustin said.
“I can’t believe this…”
“But I told them you can just change your ways just a little bit then everything will be fine.” Dustin thought.
“Dustin, I’m not changing for anyone.” I said.
“I know that but, it’s getting out of hand. Can you just please work on it? For me?” Dustin begged.
“I can’t make promises…” I sighed.
“Just think about it. We can’t have guys missing practices because you tell them too.” Dustin said.
“Fine... whatever.” I rolled my eyes.
Dammit. I’m gonna miss being in charge. But it’s whatever I guess. I do need to be nicer to the guys. Would I hurt? I mean… I don’t know. But I started feeling my phone vibrating from my back pocket, it was Jamila. I really didn’t have the time to talk to her, so I just ignored it. I really have my own problems to deal with.
~~~ My POV ~~~
I’ve been walking for the past 45 minutes. It hasn’t gotten me anywhere, but then I remember, I past Emery’s house like about twice and I was struggling to knock on his door. So I decided to stop at his house. I started ringing his doorbell, tears still rolling down my face after the argument with Corey. Emery finally answered the door.
“Jamila?” He thought.
“Can I come in… please?” I cried.
“Yeah, yeah come in. what happened?!” Emery asked, giving me a hug.
“Uh, Corey got a letter in the mail, from I guess his ex girlfriend. And he keeps denying that he doesn’t know her. He grabbed my arm, pushed me, I got so upset, and I told him we’re done and left and took a long ass walk.” I sighed.
“I really, really wish I can help you.” Emery sighed.
“Can you ask him why he keeps lying to me?”
“I can’t. I’m trying to focus on my games. I’m starting the next 3 games.” Emery said.
“Are you fucking serious?! I’m here, crying my fucking eyes out and all you can think about is your damn starting of games? Emery I thought you were different?” I cried.
“Babe listen, you know we have something special, I really want to help you, but I can’t. Joel wants me focus. I can’t worry about anything right now.” Emery sighed.
“I can’t believe this! first Corey lies to me hurts me emotionally and physically, NONE of my friends are answering their damn phones, my best friend is probably have a fucking BLAST in Florida right now, and now you’re saying you rather focus on your games, then help me in my time of need… I have fucking NO ONE right now!”
“Jamila you really, really need to calm down.” Emery said holding my arms.
“Get the fuck off of me!” I shouted.
He was touching both of my arms, but my left one particular was the one that was hurting more. Then Emery forced a kiss on me.
“Will you calm down now?” Emery thought.
I slapped him in the face.
“Don’t you ever fucking touch me again.” I snapped, and then just finally left.
Everything is a damn wreck. I know this is NOT me being hormonal. I know that for a fact. No one is there for me when I needed them. Before I went anywhere, I wiped the tears from my face. But you can tell that I’ve been crying my eyes were red. Beet red. I don’t know I can stay here anymore. I want to go home… home, home. I walked into the nearest Starbucks that was still open; I ordered a latte and sat down at the seat. It was pretty quiet in here. I didn’t drink the latte at all. I just buried my head into my arms and just stayed there. But it didn’t take a while for someone to notice me in there.
“Jamila?” Some guy said behind me.
I picked up my head and turned out, to see that Simmonds was standing there.
“Wayne? What are you doing here?” I asked.
“We’re in town for a game tonight; I came to get something to drink since practice was over. Are you okay?” He asked.
“No, no I’m not.” I sniffed.
“What happened?” Wayne asked, sitting across from me.
“I don’t want to waste your time.” I sighed.
“Trust me, when it comes to you, I always have time.” He smiled.
That made me blush a little “I uh, Corey got a letter in the mail a couple days ago, from his ex and I guess he slept with her like a couple of times. I don’t know but, he keeps denying it, and I don’t know what to do anymore.” I said being to cry.
“Oh J- Jamila I’m so sorry.” Wayne said pulling his chair closer to me, giving me a hug.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Anytime I’m in a great relationship, something bad always happens, and I never know why.” I cried.
“Its okay, it’s okay. I know what you mean; I got out of a 3-year relationship about 2 months ago.” Wayne sighed.
“At least someone is there for me… none of my friends would even bother talking to me.” I said.
“I don’t see why such a pretty girl like yourself is always emotional. I mean I know you’re pregnant and all, but I’ve never seen someone this emotional.” Wayne thought.
“I’ve suffered from emotional abuse all the time. Ever since I was with Anthony last year, he would yell at me all the time, but I got used to it after li-”
Wayne gave me a small peck on my lips. I started to smile a little bit.
“I needed to see you smile again.” Wayne said.
“That’s so nice of you.” I blushed.
“I hope you feel better.” He winked getting up and leaving.
“Thanks, good luck in your game tonight.” I said.
Jamila…. Don’t even think about it…
~~~ Kristen’s POV in New Jersey ~~~
“Okay just wait here I’ll go get her.” I said to Kane.
“You think this is a good idea?” Kane asked.
“Yes, Punk already talked to her. Everything will be fine. Now shut up and stay there.” I said running upstairs.
Phil was getting done talking to Kat about this whole thing, I don’t know what he told her but you know, it better not be some dumb shit…
“Kat, Justin is downstairs.” I lied.
This big ass smile came on her face and raced downstairs, but she stopped halfway when she saw Kane.
“What the hell is this?” Kat snapped gawking at Punk and me.
“You two need to talk. Like right now.” Punk said.
“Yeah, he’s hurt, you’re hurt. I think it’s best for you two to hurt together.” I said.
“Kristen that made no sense…” Punk shook his head.
“It sounded better in my head….” I mumbled.
“I’m not talking to him.” Kat pointed.
“Kat… please.” Kane begged.
Kat just sighed and went downstairs.
~~~ Kat’s POV ~~~
“Make this quick.” I said.
“No I’m gonna take as much time that I need. Baby listen, I miss you, like crazy. And you saw the game last night right?” Kane asked.
“Yeah, you guys played the Leafs… my other favorite team.” I mumbled.
“You saw me score?” Kane asked.
“Yeah, yeah I saw that.” I smirked a little.
“Just like every other goal I’ve made in my career that was for you. I miss waking up right next to you everyday; it’s not the same anymore. Can you please, please, come home?” Kane sighed.
“I really don’t know Kane. You really hurt me by keeping that secret from me for a whole month. You- I can’t.” I frowned.
“What can I do for you to forgive me? I will do anything.” Kane asked.
I can tell that he still has my engagement ring in his pocket. I walked over to him, went inside his pocket took the ring out and put it on.
“Make dinner, wash the bathroom, and do laundry. When you have home games though.” I said.
“So you’re coming home?” Kane asked.
“I don’t know.” I sighed.
“Kat it’s been a month now and I miss you being at home.” He said.
“GO HOME ALREADY!” Punk shouted from upstairs.
I just let out a huge sigh and just nodded my head yes. I already missed being at home anyway. I hope Kane and I can recover from this…. I hope.
~~~ My POV hours later in NY ~~~
I’m surprised I was about to get a ticket for a late flight to Brooklyn. I needed to be in an environment that I’m used to. Like near being some people that won’t lie to me. As I was approaching my dad’s house, I saw that Victoria was outside tanning in the backyard, her puppies Lola and Shadow running around playing tug-a-war with a toy. I know my dad is gonna be pissed at me because I didn’t call before I came but I didn’t know that I was gonna come here. Vicky would be happy to see me though. I started making my way to the backyard, Lola and Shadow started running towards the fence when they saw me.
“Hey now, stop all that barking.” Victoria said to her dogs.
“But they missed me.” I said smiling.
This caused Victoria to jump out of her seat and scream.
“BABES!” She yelled opening up the fence and giving me a really big hug.
“Hey Vicky.” I smiled.
“It’s been forever! Wait… have you been crying?” She gasped.
Since I was on the plane, I cried several times in the bathroom, and once at my seat. It was just too much to handle. I can’t face the fact that Corey lied to me and he left a bruise on my arm. I can’t tell her that. None of that.
“I uh, I was watching a sad movie on the plane.” I said.
“Well that must’ve been a really sad movie. But when are you wearing a sweatshirt? It’s like70 degrees right now.” Vickie thought.
“I was in a sweatshirt kind of mood today.” I lied.
“Awe, well let’s go in the garage. Your dad is fixing that car again.” She rolled her eyes.
“Still?” I laughed.
“Yes, since you left the last time you were here, he never stopped working on it.” She said, opening up the door to the garage.
“Victoria why were you screaming? You made it seem like you were getting kidnapped or something.” My dad laughed.
“Because, you have a visitor.” Vicky smiled, walking back outside to finish tanning.
“Who?” He said looking up from the hood to see me.
“Hey daddy.” I said beginning to tear up again.
I was so close to my dad that; anytime I see him I either, cry, or smile like I’m getting candy. But it’s been forever. My dad and I have a really great friendship. Sometimes I wished I had that with my mom. Oh I didn’t even tell both Victoria and my dad that I was pregnant.
“Hey!” He jumped wiping his hand and giving me a hug. “How you been?” he asked releasing the hug.
“I’ve been good for some time now. But uh, daddy can I ask you something?” I sighed.
“What’s wrong? Did that Bieksa guy hurt you?!” He yelled.
“No, no that’s not it. And I’m not seeing him anymore. He was just too much. But no it’s,” I stopped and took a deep breath “Remember Keaon?”
That immediately set my dad off.
“Is he stalking you again?!” Dad shouted.
“No it’s not that, remember when I told you that bruise I had on my thigh?”
“Yeah… Wait, you’re not in another abusive relationship are you?!” He gasped.
I took off my sweatshirt and he instantly saw the bruise on my left arm. My dad sighed. He didn’t like seeing men hurt me like how Keaon did when I was 13. I never had a way of escaping it.
“Did he kick you so hard in the stomach or something?” Dad cocked his head.
“No, dad I’m pregnant.” I said.
“Jamila, I’ve done everything, ever since you were 7; I’ve done everything in my power to try to protect you. I know you’re grown and just trying to find out what the world is like, but when someone hits you, especially when it’s a guy, you leave and pick up the phone and call me.”
“But dad you’re always busy.” I sighed.
“I don’t care. I don’t want to find you battered and bruised from an asshole who thinks hitting girls is right. Don’t let stuff like that get to your head.” He said.
“I made lemonade!” Vicky smiled walking into the garage again.
“Is it the kind that you made when you put a hint of vanilla in it?!” I asked, trying not to show my emotions towards her.
She nodded and handed me a glass. I took the drink and went back inside, it was nice and cool so I just sat on the couch and watched some Looney Tunes. They must love me because they recorded all the Looney Tunes shows that were there the last time I was here. I decided to check my phone and I had 19 missed calls and 3 text messages. All the text messages are from Corey. But six of the missed calls are from Emery. I just didn’t want to bother with them anymore. I decided to call the only person who knows me best, and possibly the only person who can cheer me up right now.
“Hello?”
“Hey Kevin.” I cried.
“Are you crying? Oh my god what happened?! I hear Looney Tunes on the TV.”
“Corey uh, we got into a fight and he….Corey hit me.” I said crying.
“WHAT?! WHY?!”
“I shouldn’t have pissed him off. It was my fault.”
“No it’s not! Don’t blame this on you! Why the hell did he hit you?!?”
“Like I said, I pissed him off, I should have known better…”
“Jamila, stop saying that. It’s his fault for even laying a hand on you. Especially since you’re pregnant.”
“I don’t know what to do anymore.”
“Did you leave?”
“Yeah, I’m at my parents’ house. I told Corey that I’m calling quits then I left.”
“You told him that you’re at your parents’ house?”
“No, no I didn’t. I just took a plane out here.”
“Did you talk to any of your friends?”
“What friends?” I sighed.
“Oh no… I’m sorry Jamila, but I gotta go. Can I call you after that game?”
“Yeah, yeah sure.”
“It was nice talking to you again.”
“Yeah, it was nice. Bye Kevin.” I said then hanged up the phone.
“Jamila?” I head Victoria behind me.
I guess she heard everything… great.
“Yeah, Vicky?” I uttered.
“Is there something going on with you and Corey?” She asked.
“Uh, no it’s just a little argument.”
“I don’t think arguments involve slapping and pushing… did he hurt you?”
“It’s nothing. He just… I shouldn’t have pissed him off.” I sighed.
“Please don’t blame yourself.” Vicky pouted.
“Victoria, I’m pregnant, and hormonal! I think he has a right to be pissed at me for that!” I yelled.
“You’re pregnant and he hits you?! What the hell?!” She gasped.
“Like I said, don’t worry about it.” I rolled my eyes, running upstairs into my room.
~~~ Taylor’s POV ~~~
I decided, since you know I’m SOMEWHAT forgetful, I went over to Carter’s house. Ugh I will never forgive myself for this. But I really need to like clear the air with Carter. It just needs to happen. After like 45 minutes of driving, I finally arrived at his house and I must say he’s living LARGE. I’m a bit jealous….. Just a tad bit. So I approached his door and rang the doorbell. Ugh, this should be good.
“Who is it?” He yelled.
“Taylor.” I said.
“What do you want?” Carter glared.
“Can I come in? It’s rather important.” I glared.
“Whatever.” He rolled his eyes inviting me in. “Now what is it?”
“Okay I’m sorry for telling you to stay home today so you couldn’t play at the game… and I really should apologize for treating you and Richards like shit.” I sighed.
“Am I being punked right now?” Carter thought.
“No, I’m being serious. And plus, Dustin said that I have to do something before I have a lot of consequences.” I said.
“Well… well that was nice of you to own up to your craziness… I think?” Carter mumbled.
“Well I’m gonna go now.” I growled.
“Wait!” He said grabbing my hand.
“What the hell?” I said looking at him.
“Can you do me a huge favor?” He asked.
“What?”
“Is there anyway, you can get me in tonight’s game?”
“I don’t know. I’ll try to. I’ll just tell them it was a major family emergency or something.” I shrugged.
“Thank you.” He smiled.
“Yeah whatever.” I rolled my eyes leaving.
“I love you?” He mumbled.
“What?” I turned around.
“Nothing….”
Ugh, now I have to apologize to Richards when I get back to the hotel because we have a team meal tonight. GREAT. I hate people.
~~~ Sarah’s POV ~~~
First day of the academy went really well. I’m not gonna lie. Daniel is a really nice guy… Oh man… did I tell him I wasn’t single? Thank goodness I didn’t tell him anything TOO personal. But I was meeting up with him at the park; he said there’s this cool hockey store to get like shirts and all those other good stuff.
“Hey!” He smiled.
“Hey! Now where’s this place you were talking about?” I asked all excited.
“Oh it’s just a couple blocks from here. You don’t mind walking?” He cocked his head.
“No not really.” I laughed.
We arrived at the hockey store. And oh my… it was FILLED with a lot of stuff. When I walked in, I went straight to the shirts. I was looking, and searching, but when I saw Kris’s shirt, I froze.
“Something wrong?” Daniel asked.
“What? Oh nothing. The price is like a lot.” I shrugged.
“…9 dollars is a lot?” He asked.
“I’m sorry. I’m just like dazed right now after seeing his name.” I sighed.
“Do you know Kris personally or something?” Daniel thought.
“Well, I don’t know if you’ll believe me, but he’s my boyfriend and before I came here, we had a huge fight and well… it was kinda awkward when I was leaving.” I said.
“You’re so funny.” Daniel said starting to laugh.
But I really wasn’t in a joking mood.
“I’m serious, he’s my boyfriend. Okay look,” I said taking out my wallet and taking out a picture of Kris and I from like last year.
“Oh… oh wow. Damn.” He sighed.
“What?”
“I thought you were single…” Daniel mumbled.
“Oh you- you thought… well this is awkward.” I said.
“Can we just go pick up some stuff and go to lunch?” Daniel suggested, trying to forget everything.
“Yeah sure.” I smiled.
After we finished paying for our stuff we went to the Subway that was down the street. I of course ordered the Philly cheesesteak and Daniel ordered the 5 dollar foot long. Someone must be hungry. Since we were eating, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to get a sneak peek of what notifications I have on my phone right now. I had like seven missed calls 6 from Kris and 1 from Jammy. Well damn, Kris was busy. I do need to call Jammy though. Probably tonight when I get on Skype. While I was checking my phone, Daniel wanted to start a conversation. Oh lovely.
“So uh, tell me about yourself.” He smiled.
“Well, I hate sloths, I’m weird, random, and I’m one half of a Sharp Couple. And I’m a Sharp twin.” I laughed.
“Sharp Couple? Sharp Twin?” Daniel cocked his head.
“Me and my friend Jammy argue a lot on Twitter and our one friend started calling us Sharp Couple. And we have the same, well kinda the same name on Twitter.” I shrugged.
“Should I be scared to look at your twitter or…?”
“Yes, yes you should.” I laughed.
“Damn, I love randomness,” Daniel laughed
“I bet you do.” I smiled.
“Oh wait, you said you know someone name Jammy?” Daniel asked.
“Yup! Her real name is Jamila, but Jammy is better.” I shrugged.
“Didn’t she wrestle?”
“Yeah, but something happened to her contract or some shit like that.” I said.
“You know her too?! Well damn, props to you.” Daniel smirked “Hey uh, I gotta go. I’ll call you later?” He thought.
“Yeah, sure.” I said writing my number down on the napkin.
“Great! See you tomorrow.” Daniel said giving me a hug.
“Yeah, yeah I’ll see you tomorrow.” I said sitting back down.
Now this is when I start making random phone calls to people but I am too damn lazy to do it right now.
~~~ My POV ~~~
“Jamila!” Victoria shouted.
“What?” I shouted back opening up the door.
“Your dad is calling you!”
“Ugh, why can’t he come up here?!” I shouted.
“I can’t! I don’t want to walk in on something!” My dad said.
“I’m not even doing anything.” I rolled my eyes going down the steps “What is it?”
“You’re home and you’re gonna stay upstairs all day? I don’t think so!” Victoria said.
“Dad… Vicky…. It’s seven at night. I want to sleep.” I glared.
“Since when did 7 o’clock mean bedtime?!” Dad gasped.
“Daddy, I want to sleep! I’m cranky right now!” I yelled pointing to my stomach.
“Just… just two seconds? Please?” Dad begged.
“Fine.” I sighed sitting on the couch.
“Look, I know you’re gonna get pissed, but just hear us out.” Vicky started.
“What?” I shook my head.
“You need to leave that Corey person.” Dad said.
“Are you on drugs?! I’m not leaving him!” I gasped.
“Jamila he hit you!” Victoria yelled.
“That was only ONE time! You make it seem like it’s a permeate thing! Dammit these are reasons why I hate coming home!” I shouted.
“Jamila, you’ve been through enough. You need to be by yourself for the next couple of months till you get your head together then you can be with him again.” Victoria suggested.
“You idiot! That’s what I’m doing! That doesn’t mean I’m ending things with Corey forever! Someone needs to father this child! I’m not letting my child grow up without a fucking dad!” I exclaimed.
“Can you just hear us out it’s not li-”
“Save it daddy. You just can’t see me happy with anyone can you? Huh? You fucked it up with Sharp; you didn’t really like Kevin, now you’re FORCING me to leave Crawford? Are you being serious!?” I just took a deep breath “I’m going back to bed.”
“But Jamila!” Vicky yelled.
“Let her go.” Dad sighed.
Nothing ever makes sense anymore. I ran upstairs, shut the door, and just buried my face into the pillow. No one wants to see me happy anymore. What the fuck?! Everything and everyone is just starting to piss me off. I just turned on the TV and started switching channels to find something to watch, when I realized there was a game on tonight, I remembered when Simmers told me that he had a game today in Chicago… so why not? I’ll just watch it then. When I looked at the score it was 4-2. Hawks are trailing by two… oh great. When they showed who recently made goals, it said that Claude got two and Simmers got two as well. The only scoring goals from the Hawks were both Shaw and Hossa. Oh the magic of that line… it was 5 minutes left in the first and I saw that Emery was at net. I don’t know but it’s just weird not being there at the arena during games. They showed Crawford on the bench, he was upset… he’s wearing a hat, uh man. Now I regret leaving. But on the other hand I don’t. I don’t know… but anyway, I was just watching the game not really that interested until Simmers scored again. Oh yes, hat trick for Simmers!! But the look on Emery’s face made me want to just ugh! I really didn’t want to watch the game now… so I turned it off and went back downstairs. My dad was still downstairs and I’m guessing Vicky went to go walk her dogs.
“Daddy, can we talk?” I pouted.
“Yeah sure, what’s wrong?” He asked, quickly pausing the TV.
“Is there something wrong with me?” I asked, resting my head on his lap.
“No why?” Dad thought.
“Well, I overdosed once, I tried drinking myself to death, I can never hold onto a relationship, and I keep having feelings for other people. On top of that, I’m bipolar!” I explained.
“That doesn’t mean something’s wrong with you. I think.” Dad said.
Then Victoria walked into the living room.
“Hey I thought you were sleeping?” Vicky asked me.
“No I needed to ask him something.” I sighed.
“What happened?!” She gasped.
“She asked if something was wrong with her because of the decisions she’d made before.” Dad said.
“Why don’t you just try consoling?” Vicky thought.
“NO!” My dad and I yelled.
“Well why not?!”
“Bowen’s don’t go to consoling.” Dad shook his head.
“And why not?” Vicky cocked her head.
“Because we don’t like when people tell us what to do.” I said.
“Didn’t you go to like rehab and AA meetings?” Vicky thought.
“Yes. But that’s different.” I glared.
“I don’t see the difference.” She shrugged.
“Just… don’t worry about it okay? Just go to bed.” Dad said.
“Alright,” I sighed picking myself up “Night.”
“Night.” Both my dad and Victoria said.
What other options do I have?
~~~ Corey’s POV in Chicago after the game ~~~
“9-2 lost! REALLY GUYS?! Emery you need to stop slacking! This is unacceptable.” Joel shouted.
I wasn’t mad about the game… I mean, I wasn’t in the net so why should I be upset? Wait bad timing? Oh…
“All of you get your shit together.” Joel said then left the room.
Once he left it was pretty much quiet till like Mayers decided to say something. This should be interesting. But I wasn’t paying attention; I was checking my phone to see if I got any calls or messages from Jamila. But I didn’t get anything. Did I really make her mad? But I seriously don’t know anyone name Bethany. Why would I even lie to her? This is really frustrating.
“You busy over there Crawford?” Mayers thought, stopping his little speech.
“What? No.” I shook my head, quickly putting my phone away.
“Yeah sure.” Emery mumbled.
“Shut the hell up.” I gawked.
“I really shouldn’t. I mean, it’s not like Jamila is gonna call you anytime soon after what you did to her.” Emery glared.
“What the hell did you do?!” Sharp gasped.
“Nothing.” I said.
“Oh he did something alright. Hasn’t Jamila suffered enough?” Emery thought.
“You don’t even know what happened. Just shut the fuck up.” I snapped.
“You cheated on Jamila and then roughed her up. Who does that? Especially when she’s pregnant. That’s just a shame.” Emery shook his head.
“You slapped her?!” Stalberg gasped.
“It’s not even your business shut the hell up!” I shouted then left the locker room. “What the hell is wrong with me?” I shouted again banging my fist against the wall.
“Whoa, whoa, calm down.” Sharp said shaking my shoulders.
“Sharp, I laid my hands on Jamila. In a bad way! She must think I’m like some kind of abuser or something.” I sighed.
“Look, I know you love her, trust me I’ve been there, but you can’t be laying a hand on her.” Sharp said.
“What the hell can I do now? She probably hates my guts right now.”
“I’ll talk to her. You don’t worry about it. Just go and cool off or something. You’ve been stressing… Sharp suggested.
“Yeah… yeah I guess.” I sighed.
I just got up and walked to the bathroom, not only am I pissed; Jamila hasn’t called me all day since she left. I’m scared as hell, I don’t know where she is, what if she’s lost? What if she’s hurt or something? On top of that, she’s pregnant. I want to call her but I’m scared that she’s gonna ignore the call or something. Ugh, I’ll try calling her before she goes to sleep, but it’s like nine right now in Chicago… I should just call her, I don’t care. If she doesn’t answer I’ll leave her a voicemail. So I took my phone out and called her. I really hope she answers.
“Hey! You’ve reached Jammy! I’m not able to answer the phone right now, so leave your name and message and I’ll get back to you! Bye!!” *BEEEEEP*
“Hey baby girl, I know you’re pissed at me, but I just want to call and make sure that you’re okay. I apologize for earlier today, I’m truly deeply sorry. Please be okay and when you get this message, call me. Please. I love you and miss you so much. Alright, bye.” Then I hanged up the phone, walked out the bathroom and when I walked out Emery was standing out there.
“Pitiful.” He shook his head.
“What the hell do you want?” I growled.
“She came to me, earlier today, crying. Saying that you hit her, and you even lied and cheated on her. She told me one time when we were on the bench during practice, that you’re her knight and shiny armor. And this is how you repay her huh?” Emery thought.
“What? She cheated on me! With you! And plus, since our 3 months of dating, I haven’t cheated on her once. You made the move on her, that’s why I wasn’t upset with her that much. You don’t get it. Even since we hung out again at NYC when she was home, we’ve been good and bad. I was always there when she needed a shoulder to cry on. But since you ‘finally’ told her your feelings towards her, she can’t even look at me the same way anymore. And on top of that, we’re bros, and that’s how you repay your best friend? By sleeping with his girlfriend??? Emery, that’s low.” I explained.
“I-I didn’t… man, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you care so much about her. She just kept telling you would get upset with her all the time and I thought that, you guys were done till… yeah.” Emery sighed.
“Look, can you just, stay away from her? And my child?” I suggested.
“Now you can’t do that, she’ll be pissed at you for ruining the friendship her and I have.” He said.
“I don’t care; I don’t want you around her. Bottom line, when that baby is born, I don’t care if it’s not mine, when that baby is born, I’m marring her. And if you try to fuck that up, I promise you, she will have a restraining order against you.” I glared.
“Corey, come on, you’re taking this too far. I just said I’ll stay away from her. But I will visit the kid, no matter what.” Emery said.
“Whatever. But first, I need to find out who the hell this Bethany chick is.” I rolled my eyes, walking back into the locker room.
~~~ Kat’s POV ~~~
“WHY AREN’T YOU ANSWERING!?!” I yelled into the phone.
“Why are you yelling?” Kris asked.
“I haven’t spoken to Jamila since I left to stay at Kristen’s, and now I’m getting worried!” I jumped.
“Her phone probably died or something.” Kris shrugged.
“No! Because it would have been on the charger! And plus, the only time she turns off her phone is when she’s mad. And she’s obviously mad!” I glared.
“Just give her sometime she probably wants some alone time. You know she’s been under a lot of stress lately.” Kris thought.
“Ugh, I just don’t want her to do something stupid…” I rolled my eyes. “Did you hear from Sarah yet?”
“Yeah when she landed in Florida she called, but she’s gonna call me on Friday.” Kris said.
“What if she’s cheating?!” I gasped.
“Are you seriously going to start putting that shit in my head?” Kris glared.
“Sorry…. I was just… you know…. Curious?” I shrugged.
“Hey peoples!” Kane said walking through the door.
“Patrick.” Kris gawked.
“What did I do?!” Kane gasped.
“Nothing, he’s being an idiot.” I laughed, walking over to Kane wrapping my arms around him.
“Should I call her or wait till Friday?” Kris thought.
“Don’t you have a home game next week?” Kane asked.
“Yeah why?” Kris cocked his head.
“Well STUPID! You can visit her then!” I suggested.
“But I don’t want her to think I’m like checking up on her or something.” Kris sighed.
“Wait I have a question…” Kane said.
“What?” Kris asked.
“Why are you here?” Kane asked.
“Oh he called me and said that he wanted someone to hang out with so I invited him over.” I smiled.
“That’s nice of you.” Kane said giving me a kiss.
“I’m leaving.” Kris gagged.
“Have fun!” I waved.
Then he left.
“You know I missed you right?” Kane smirked hugging me from behind.
“You missed me so much you lost 9-2?” I glared.
“Oh you’re funny.” Kane said.
“I know I am. But you get to cook dinner tonight. I’m tired, and hungry. And don’t try to go out and buy something and pretend you made it.” I laughed.
“Dammit.” He mumbled.
“Oh and another thing.” I said turning around.
“What?”
“I love you.” I smiled.
“I love you too.” Kane smirked kissing me.
But I pulled away after like 2 minutes, I’m hungry dammit.
~~~ Corey’s POV ~~~
So I was with Emery… I think weird, but anyway, I was with Emery and trying to figure out who the hell this Bethany chick is. I got up from the couch and went into the fridge to find something to drink, since you know…. Sarah and her dumb self took a beer from the damn self of the fridge, Jamila dumped them all out. She hates seeing beer; I think she hates seeing alcohol period. I don’t know why though. But anyway, I started looking and I guess… I guess she made some food a couple days ago before we had our big ass fight because there’s a note left on there. I guess she was planning on going somewhere overnight or something. I don’t know. I just left the food there and grabbed some juice. While I was making my way back to the couch, I notice Emery was looking at the letter weirdly and noticed something on the back of the paper.
“What?” I cocked my head.
“Do you know these names?” Emery asked turning the paper over and pointing to what he asked.
“Son of a bitch…” I sighed “I know who they are.”
“What are you gonna do?” Emery thought.
“I’m way ahead of you.” I said picking up the phone and started calling.
“Hello?”
“Ashley! What the HELL is your problem?!” I shouted instantly.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“You! You fucking wrote a fake letter addressed to me! Now Jamila is fucking pissed at me for cheating! Which is something I didn’t do!”
“Look I was gonna call you guys about that… I didn’t mean to. I was just doing that so Jammers can get back with Bieksa. I don’t like seeing her with you.”
“Why can’t you be happy for her!? She’s pregnant, she loves me, and I make her feel like special, and I want to be there for her son/daughter. Now you’re stupid shit has changed ALL over that! She fucking hates me because of your disliking towards me, and this fake letter! Do you feel happy now? I think you finally got what you fucking want.”
“Corey, I’m sorry okay! I didn’t mean too! I regretted it once I wrote it! You make it seem like I wanted you to hurt her!”
“You put some foul shit in that letter and now Jamila thinks I’ve been cheating on her since we started dating! What the hell is your problem!? Aren’t you supposed to be her best friend?!”
Ashley sighed and realized that she had to do something about this. But I continued talking.
“You need to call her and tell her what you did.” Then I hanged up and looked back at Emery who was texting. “Who’re you talking too?”
“What?!” Emery jumped, trying to pay attention.
“Who are you texting? You got this big ass grin on your face.” I laughed.
“Oh it’s uh… it’s uh… someone.” Emery said.
“Someone I know…?” I asked.
“Uh, no….” He murmured.
“Oh… interesting. Well carry on; I’m gonna go order some food.”
~~~ My POV ~~~
Corey was suspicion. I had to tell him it wasn’t you though. When are you coming home? I miss you :(
After I got off the phone with Sharp, I started texting Emery for some odd reason. I was ignoring everyone else’s text messages and phone calls except Emery’s. But Sharp texted me saying that it was important so I answered the phone when he called me. But anyway, it’s been about 20 minutes of texting Emery and he’s like all flirtatious and whatnot. That’s kinda cute. But still, it’s still wrong what I’m doing behind Corey’s back. Wait? Why the hell should I care?? He cheated on me too. Well fuck, this isn’t good at all. Like this relationship isn’t that good. But I don’t know. Oye Vey… but then I forgot I was texting him so I texted him back.
I know. But it’s complicated right now and I really don’t want to face Corey right now. He got physically with me and I can’t go through that again. But don’t worry; when I come home you’ll be the first one to know. I promise. (:
“JAMILA, DINNER!” Dad shouted.
“I’m not hungry!” I yelled.
Then my phone started going off.
When are you coming? We need to go out to dinner. You promised! :)
Tomorrow. Just meet me at the airport, I want to stay at your place for a couple of hours and leave to go to Crawford’s :\.
“Jamila! I’m not gonna tell you again! Come downstairs!” Dad shouted again, sounding more pissed.
“I’m not hungry!” I shouted back.
“Jamila! Your unborn child is! Being your ass downstairs!” Dad shouted.
I’ll text you later. I gotta eat. Can’t bring phone to the table :\ I’ll text you when I’m done! <3
Alright, save me some! I love you.
Oye that was weird. I didn’t text back. I just put my phone down on the charger and went downstairs. Looking at both my dad and step-mom that they aren’t happy that I came down 10 minutes after dinner was served.
“You’re late.” Victoria said.
“Sorry I was on the phone.” I sighed.
“With?” Dad asked.
“You don’t pay my phone bill don’t worry about it.” I said.
“Don’t give me attitude. Who were you talking too?” He snapped.
He wasn’t really in the mood for games. My dad didn’t want me talking to Crawford till everything with him and me were better. But I wasn’t going to talk to Crawford at all. I just sighed and gave up.
“I was talking to Emery.” I said.
“Don’t lie. Who the hell were you talking too!?”
“I told you Emery!” I rolled my eyes.
“She’s telling the truth, calm down.” Victoria mumbled.
“Whatever. Just say grace so we can eat.” My dad sighed in annoyance.
I just rolled my eyes and said grace, ate my food, cleaned up my plate and just went back upstairs to my room. I stayed quiet for the whole time we were eating. Vicky and my dad were having a conversation and I was just eating not paying attention at all. Even though Vicky made my favorites, I just wasn’t in the mood. I just wanted to go back to bed. But I checked my phone and saw that both Emery and Crawford.
I’ll be at the airport around noon. I don’t know when your flight will be but I’ll be there. Hope you sleep good <3 Oh Emery… aren’t you charming…
Hey baby girl… it’s been a while since I’ve last spoken to you. I just want to make sure that you’re okay. Please call me when you get a chance. I rather not try to have any contact with him from this point on. I just can’t talk to him…. He still hasn’t even apologized for what he did to me. But it’s whatever I guess.
But before I went to bed, I decided to go on my laptop to see if I had any emails but I just wanted to see if Sarah was on Skype. I needed someone to talk to.
“JAM JAM!!!” Sarah shouted.
“Hey Sarah.” I said emotionless.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” She asked.
“I’m alone!” I pouted.
“Then go downstairs or upstairs and hang out with Crawford.” Sarah suggested.
“I’m not home. I’m home, home. I called it ‘quits’ with Crawford.” I sighed.
“WHAT WHY!?” Sarah gasped.
“You remember that letter I told you about like a couple weeks ago before you left?”
“Yeah what about it?” Sarah shrugged.
“He denied it ALL. And it pissed me off, he did some things and I left.” I explained.
“So you just ran away and not tried to stay and work things out? Jammy I know I taught you better.” Sarah glared.
“Ew you sound like my mother.” I rolled my eyes.
“Look, I uh, I gotta go. I’ll Skype you after class tomorrow. Good luck with everything.” She smiled.
“Whine or beer?” I heard someone in the background.
“Who is that?!” I raised my eyebrow.
“No one! Bye Jammy! Good night!” Sarah squealed.
“Yeah, you too Sarah.” I sighed.
“Get some sleep!!” She waved then hanged up.
Ugh, fuck my life.
~~~ 11:49 a.m. ~~~
“Alright dad, I’ll call you later. Tell Vicky I said bye and try not to burn her hair using the straightener.” I laughed.
“That’s the first time I’ve seen you laugh all weekend.” Dad sighed.
“I know dad, I know.” I said giving him a big hug.
“Jamila you can let go now.” Dad laughed.
“No! I want this to last.” I laughed.
“My breath won’t last if you keep hugging me tightly.”
“Oh oops. Sorry.” I said releasing the hug.
“Well, you should go. Call me if you need anything. And if you do decide to get together with that boy, I want to meet him. A.S.A.F.P.” He demanded.
“A.S.A.F.P?” I shook my head.
“As soon as fucking possible.”
“Love you dad.” I said giving him one last hug.
“Love you too Jelly.” He laughed.
“Ugh, I hate that nickname.” I glared, picking up my stuff.
“I know that’s why I still call you that. But anyway, have fun on your way home.” Dad smiled.
“I will. Bye!”
I don’t want to leave! But I have too. I’ll miss my dad and Victoria. But damn, they annoyed me a little bit, but I still love them.
~~~ Couple hours later ~~~
Where the hell are you?! My plane landed like 45 minutes ago!
Emery said that he’s gonna be here at noon! But he’s not even here. Why trust him to pick me up…. Why?
“Hey beautiful.” Someone whispered in my ear. Which caused me to jump.
“Oh my god!” I turned around seeing that Emery was standing there.
“Oh did I scare you?” He smirked.
“Hey! I missed you!” I smiled giving him a hug.
“I bet you did.” Emery laughed.
“Emery I’m starving.” I pouted.
“We’re actually having a barbeque at my house.” Emery said.
“We’re?” I cocked my head.
“Yeah, my friends and family are over. You’re welcome to come you know.” He insisted.
“No, no, I don’t want to be a handful.” I said.
“No it’s fine; I don’t want you to starve.” Emery smiled, taking my hand.
“Fine…” I rolled my eyes, taking up my stuff.
We finally arrived at Emery’s house, and I must say…. This has to be a big barbeque because there’s a lot of cars parked at him house.
“I thought you said it was a small barbeque?” I gasped.
“I never told you anything about being a small one.” He laughed.
“Ugh, Em, you know I hate being around a lot of people.”
“It’s gonna be okay, I’ll be right here with you.” Emery said kissing my hand.
“Wait, before we go in there, I have a question.” I sighed.
“What’s that?” He asked.
“Did you… did you really mean that you love me?” I asked.
“Can we talk about that later…?”
“Just tell me… please.” I begged.
“Jamila, I told you later.” Emery said getting out of the car “Come on.” He said opening up my door.
I just sighed and got out the car, till we were approached by two guys. They oddly look like Emery so….. I’m guessing there his brothers or something… I don’t know.
“Wow Ray, she’s hot.” One of them said.
“Can you, for once, not hit on the girls I bring home,” Emery glared “Jamila these are my brothers, Andrew and Nicholas, guys this is Jamila.”
Oh brothers…that makes more sense.
“Jamila, such a nice name. I see you have a bun in the oven.” Andrew pointed.
“Oh my god…” I mumbled.
“Andrew shut up.” Emery said.
“Can I just go eat and leave?” I whispered to Emery.
“No, you’re staying. Calm down.” He said taking my head.
“Oh… oh you both are dating?!” Nicholas gasped.
“Wha- no!” I shook my head.
“We’re just good friends. Rather close, but good friends.” Emery winked.
“Uh… where’s your bathroom?” I needed to get away.
“First door when you walk in.” Emery said.
“DAMN! She got a fat butt!” Andrew yelled.
“Oh my god.” I groaned running into the bathroom.
~~~ Sarah’s POV ~~~
“Fuck me. I don’t want a headache!” I growled to myself.
I started patting the other sit of the bed to see if I can find my phone but instead, I felt something… something big. I turned my head to find Daniel laying there, snoring softly. He didn’t have a shirt on, neither did I…?
“Shit, shit, shit, shit!” I said quickly jumping off the bed and grabbing something to cover myself “Uh, Daniel! Daniel get up!”
“What?! What happened?!” He sprung out of bed.
“Dude, did we do anything?!” I gasped.
“Oh uh… I don’t know.” Daniel thought.
“Oh my god, Kris is gonna kill me.” I sighed.
“Sarah, Sarah, Sarah, calm down.” He said pulling me back on the bed.
“No, no don’t touch me. I can’t do this! Just get out!” I shivered.
“Shh, we don’t have school today. Just come lay back down and relax.” Daniel winked.
“Dan I have a boyfriend!”
“Does he really have to know what you’re doing every 5 minutes? Just come lay down with me.” Daniel suggested.
“Fine. But I’m sitting on the other side of the bed.” I said sitting at the edge.
“Just…. Relax.” He said leaning closer to me.
What the hell am I doing? Next thing I know, I was on top of Daniel and not caring about anything. And what makes matters worse today is Friday…
“Dan… I can’t… I can’t do… stop.” I said gasping.
“You can’t fight me.” He smirked, turning me on my back.
“Stop, Daniel…. I need to… fucckk.”
“You’re so tight.” He grunted pushing himself in and out of me.
Then my phone started vibrating. Ugh!
“Are you gonna get that?” He asked still kissing me.
“I don’t care.” I moaned.
Oh my god what the hell am I doing?
~~~ My POV ~~~
“Emery, I want to leave.” I said shaking his arm.
Emery has been ignoring me for the past hour that we’ve been here and it’s starting to piss me off.
“Emery, come on!” I whispered loudly.
“Babe, calm down!” He said turning to me holding my arm.
“Ow, ow, ow! Please let go!” I winced, remembering that’s the arm Corey bruised.
“Come on, I’ll bring you inside.” Emery said taking my hand.
“Can we talk about what you sent me last night?” I asked him while I sat on the couch.
“Look, it was a mistake, I didn’t mean for it to come out like that.”
“No I don’t care how you meant it. Don’t get me wrong, it was sweet, but I’m still trying to figure out what I’m gonna do with Crawford.”
“He told me at practice that I should stay away from you.” Emery confessed.
“What why?!” I pouted.
“Because he doesn’t want me being all over you. And he said he’s gonna do something when your kid is born. But to be honest, I don’t want him to.” Emery said.
“What is he gonna do?” I asked.
“I can’t say. But just be prepared.” He sighed.
“I will,” I smiled “Can you take me home?”
“Yeah, come let’s go.” Emery said.
~~~ Corey’s house ~~~
“I’ll call you?” I said to Emery.
“Yeah. Have a good night.” He smiled.
Oh man, it’s been a couple days since I’ve seen Crawford. His car is in the drive way and my heart started beating; I can just feel it come out of my chest any minute now. When I walked up to the front door, I took a deep breath, unlocked the door, and walked in. I heard the shower running so I just left my stuff downstairs and went into the living room. I turned on the TV and started watching Looney Tunes. 15 minutes later the shower was turned off and m heart started beating again. Then after a couple minutes Corey started coming down the stairs. I was lying down on the couch so he couldn’t see me.
“Someone there?”” Corey wondered.
I just paused the TV took a deep breath and stood up.
“Jamila? Oh my god, are you okay?” He asked me walking up to me but I stopped him.
“Please, don’t touch me. Just because I came home, doesn’t mean I forgive you for hitting me and lying to me.” I said.
“Baby girl, I didn’t mean to. I swear you know I love you. I won’t do it again. I was just pissed.” Corey sighed.
“I love you too, but I can’t be with someone who lays a hand on me after a big argument. I don’t want to go through that shit again.” I cried.
“I know, and I’m truly deeply sorry about that.” Corey pleaded.
“I don’t care how sorry you are. That hurt me.” I said sitting back down.
“Wait here.” He said running upstairs.
Next thing I know, I heard a click from upstairs and I hear a jingle noise running down the steps. All I felt was a furry little puppy running around my leg.
“AWE! Hey cutie!” I said picking up the little Yorkie puppy.
“I thought you might like it.” Corey said sitting next to me.
“I love her. But I’m being serious right now, who is Bethany?” I asked getting serious.
“Oh she didn’t call you?” Corey cocked his head.
“Why the fuck do I want this Bethany chick calling me?!” I glared.
“No, no not her. Hold on,” He said picking up the phone and calling someone.
“Who are you calling?” I asked.
“Here,” Corey said handing me the phone.
“Um… Hello?”
“H-h-hey Jammers…” It was Ashley.
“Uh, why did Corey call you?”
“I have something to tell you....”
“What…?”
“I’m the one who made that letter."
“What? Wait what??”
“I wrote that letter so you can break up with Crawford and go out with Kevin again.”
“You’re joking right?”
“No… no I’m not…”
There was a really long silence on the phone. But when Ashley began to talk I ripped the phone away from me so I didn’t have to hear her explanation and I just threw the phone and ran upstairs and locked the door. I really didn’t want to be bothered right now because not only did my best friend tried to ruin my relationship, but I blamed Corey for something that he didn’t even do. Now I feel like the biggest douche bag on earth. After about being alone in the room for about 45 minutes there was a knock on the door.
“Jamila… are you okay?” Corey asked sitting next to me in the bed.
I just shook my head no.
“Look it’s not your fault it was ju-”
“It is my fault! I walked out on you because you lied to me. I feel like the biggest asshole right now because you’ve been telling the truth.” I cried.
“Don’t blame it on you. Blame Ashley, she told me that she hated you for choosing me over Bieksa. But I can’t understand why she can’t see you happy for once.” Corey thought.
“I don’t know, I really don’t know. But I’m really, really sorry for everything.” I cried, resting my head on his chest.
“It’s fine. Just promise me one thing,” Corey said
“What?”
“When you decide to leave, at least call and tell me you’re alright.” Corey smiled.
“I promise.” I said giving him a hug.
I didn’t want to let go because I was in such a good mood being in Crawford’s arms again. But for some odd reason, I was getting tired.
“You alright?” He asked.
“Yeah I’m fine. Just tired.” I sighed.
“I’ll let you sleep then. I’ll be downstairs if you need me.” Corey smiled, kissing me my forehead.
It was around six so I guess a little nap wouldn’t hurt.
~~~ 10:43 p.m. ~~~
Keaon didn’t reply. He grabbed my shoulders and slammed me away from him, making me hit the counter behind him. I groaned in pain and winced as he moved closer to me, grabbing my arms and pulling me up so that I was standing. “Are you going to leave now?” He asked me.
I couldn’t deny that I was in pain. My back was starting to spasm, and the pain was starting to spread through my entire body. But I wasn’t going to back down. I knew he was just trying to get me to leave, and even if it was stupid, I wasn’t going to. “No,” I frowned, shaking my head as I looked up at his face. “I’m not.”
“Dammit, Jamila, stop being stubborn!” he yelled at me, slapping my face roughly again, and then again before I finally reached up to block his hand from hitting the side of my face again. The tears had started to leak out of my eyes as I crumpled against his chest.
“Keaon, I’m not going,” I told him through my sobs, holding tightly to his chest as he tried to push me back against the wall again.
“Jamila…Jamila,” he said, making me turn my head to the side, thinking that he was taunting me.
“Stop playing mind games on me. Just hit me,” I told him, my voice weaker than I’d like as she continued turning my head from side to side.
“Jamila, wake up,” Corey said once again as he tried to wake me up. “Jamila, don’t make me pull the blankets off.”
I woke up instantly, gasping for breath as I sat up, looking around the room before giving Corey a confused look.
“Corey?” I asked, before blinking. It had all been a horrible dream. I hate nightmares….
“Who else would it be?” Corey questioned a strange look on his face. “You were having a bad dream. You kept arguing really loudly with someone in your sleep. Who’s Keaon?”
“No one. Just…. Just go back to sleep.” I sighed.
“No, who the hell is Keaon?” Corey asked again.
“No one! Oh my god…” I said getting out of bed and going downstairs.
Corey quickly followed me.
“Jamila what’s going?”
“Corey, like I said, don’t worry about it. I was just having a bad dream. Don’t worry about it.” I said.
“Will you tell me about it later?” He asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe, but I’m really tired right now.” I said.
“Alright. I’ll go back to bed then….” Corey said walking back upstairs.
“Come here girl!” I said softly to Bella, our new puppy.
I just hope that dream doesn’t happen again… or I hope that Keaon never shows up out. Ugh that was a horrible nightmare….
~~~ 6:24 a.m. ~~~
“Jamila wake up…. We gotta go.” Corey said shaking my arm.
“No I don’t want to go anywhere.” I groaned.
“Are you sure? The guys are looking forward to seeing you again.” He smiled.
“I still don’t want to go.” I rolled my eyes.
“Ugh! Please!” He begged.
“Corey no, just let me sleep.” I said.
“Jamila, just this once?” Corey asked.
“Corey, I’m gonna punch you just this once if you don’t leave me alone and let me sleep.” I glared.
“Ugh, fine.” Corey said getting up and leaving.
“Wait! Is it a morning skate?” I asked.
“Yeah.” Corey nodded.
“If I go, can I go in my pj’s? I don’t feel like changing.” I pouted.
“Yeah, I don’t care. I don’t think they will either.” Corey shrugged.
“Oye, okay, give me like 10 minutes to brush my teeth and all those other stuff.” I said getting out of bed.
“Hey baby girl,” Corey turned around.
“Yeah?” I stopped.
“I love you.” I smiled when I heard those three words come from his mouth.
“I love you too.” I smiled again.
~~~ At Blackhawks Practice Arena ~~~
“Jammy!!!!!” Everyone greeted me when I walked into the room, holding Crawford’s hand.
“Hey guys. Long time no see.” I smiled.
“How are you?” Mayers asked walking over to me giving me a hug.
Mayers has always been like a brother to me.
“I’m fine. Just really, really tired.” I said glaring at Corey.
“Hey you wanted to come.” Corey shrugged.
“No I didn’t! I wanted to sleep! You told me to wake up!” I pouted.
“I’m sorry.” He said sitting down and getting his gear on.
I was just left standing and just watching everyone getting ready. Not really paying any attention thought. But when I finished counting I realized that someone is missing.
“Hey uh…. Stalberg…” I asked.
“Yeah?” He said looking at me.
“Where’s Emery?” I whispered.
I didn’t want Corey hearing me…
“Oh he’s sitting on the bench. He wanted to be alone for some odd reason.” Stalberg shrugged.
“I’ll be back.” I sighed.
“Babe, where are you going?” Corey asked.
“I’m going to see if Emery’s okay.” I said.
I can sense the anger coming from Corey but he didn’t show it when he spoke.
“Alright.” He said going back to changing.
I walked out to the main ice and saw that Emery was sitting on the bench with his head down. I really hope I wasn’t interrupting anything. But I heard him talking on the phone to someone. I couldn’t really make out the person’s name he was saying.
“I don’t know. I really like her. But she’s dating my best friend. I already told her what was on my mind the night we had sex, but ever since that, I don’t know. I guess all she does it flirt with me. That makes me want her more…. Yeah I know. But man, she’s just everything I ever wanted in a girl.”
“Em?” I said tapping his back.
He jumped slightly, “Hey I’ll call you back. Hey what’s up?” He said focusing back on me.
“What was that all about?” I asked referring to his phone call.
“Nothing, just talking to Andrew about something.” He said.
“I just wanted to check up on you. Are you alright?” I asked.
“Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.” He said giving me a fake smile.
“If you want to be alone I’ll leave.” I said.
“No! No… I want you to stay for a little bit.” Emery said.
“Ray, are you okay?” I asked really concerned now.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just…. I just miss you.” He said.
“You know you can’t be saying things like that.” I sighed.
“Look, I don’t care anymore! Corey can hear me, the other guys can hear me but I don’t give a damn anymore! I like you. And I want to be with you, you’re making this harder for me!” Emery yelled, but still keeping his voice down just a tad bit.
“Emery you need to calm down…” I stood up.
“I’m not gonna stop fighting for you I hope you know that.” Emery said taking my hand.
“Ray, you have too. I’m not gonna leave Crawford because you want me to be with you. I can’t do that. It’s not right. And plus, it’s just plain wrong.” I sighed.
“So that’s it? You’re just gonna flirt with me when shit goes bad with you and Crow but when you guys get back together, I’m nothing to you?! Is that it?!” I just stepped back a little bit at his reaction.
Is that what he thinks I am too him??
“Ray, that’s not true…” I said fighting back the tears.
Don’t cry Jammy…. Don’t cry….
“Then what am I huh?! I’m not some damn toy that you can play with for a while and get bored after a curtain amount of time Jamila! You’re messing with my feelings and I don’t like it!”
“What about mine feelings Emery! Huh!? I’ve been on a damn rollercoaster ever since I started this damn lifestyle! I’m sick and tired of everyone on my damn back every day! It pisses me off! First Sharp, then Bieksa, now you and fucking Crawford! I have feelings too you know! And I’m sick of them being played with all the damn time! What the hell do you want from me?!” Fuck here comes the waterworks….
“Jamila I’m sor-”
“No! Just fucking save it. I’m going home.” I said, just turning my back to him and not talking at all.
I went back into the locker room, grabbed my purse and just left to go back into the car. I can sense that everyone’s eyes were on me and I just didn’t want to be bothered right now. Emery had pissed me off. I, for once, don’t use Emery. I can tell he only uses me. Or I really don’t know what the fuck is going on!
~~~ Sarah’s POV ~~~
“Has anyone told you that you’re great in bed?” Daniel asked.
“I’ve been told that befor- WAIT!” I yelled getting out of the bed.
“What?” He laughed.
“Daniel this isn’t funny!” I pouted.
“It’s not like you’re going to have sex with Kris on the same day. Calm down.” He said.
“I have to call him! It’s Friday and he’s gonna think I’m doing something! It’s, ugh!” I shouted.
“Seriously? You’re freaking out right now? Seriously?? It’s not like we made a damn sex tape Sarah!” He yelled.
“Oh my god did we?!” I gasped.
“Now why would you think something like that?!” Daniel shook his head.
“I don’t know maybe because you decided to just randomly think about that!” I glared.
“Ugh, there is something wrong with you…” Daniel mumbled.
“Excuse me????” I gasped.
“You freak out over every little mistake you do. Why do you do that?” Daniel said.
“I can’t help it! I’ve never cheated on Kris. Why the fuck did you have to lead me on!” I glared.
“I didn’t lead you on. We got drunk, and you decided it would be a good idea to play strip poker.” Daniel winked.
“No! I don’t even like poker!” I glared.
“You must love strip poker because you sure as hell couldn’t keep your eyes off of me.” He laughed.
“Ugh, I’m leaving…” I said but stopping. “Wait, you leave. This is my hotel room!” I glared.
“Fine. I’ll see you on Monday.” He said picking up his clothes and leaving.
Ugh, why am I feeling bad all of a sudden? Let him leave Sarah…. Let him leave…
“Wait.” I said stopping him.
God dammit Sarah.
“Just stay. There’s no point in going home now. It’s cold right now.” I said.
“It’s only 7.” He said.
“Yeah but, do you have a car or…?” I asked.
“Nope. I just walked her.” Daniel said.
“Ugh, just stay. I gotta make a phone call anyway.” I rolled my eyes.
“Have fun.” He winked sitting back down on the bed.
“Hello?”
“Uh, hey, Kris!” I love hearing his voice again.
“Hey! Why are you calling so early?”
“Ea- Oh! I forgot about the time difference. I’ll call back when you’re more awake then.”
“No, no it’s fine. How was the first week of the academy?”
“It was fine. I met this guy who’s a Panthers fan.”
“Oh that’s good. You’re not sleeping with him are you?”
Yes “No. Why would I sleep with him?? Why are you accusing me of stuff already Kris?!”
Why the hell did I flip? Now I think I sound guilty…. Great.
“Hey, hey calm down. I was just joking. Damn you’re so sensitive.”
“Sorry, rough morning I guess.”
I want to get off the phone now…
“Hey babe, I gotta go. I got a game tonight and I need to get ready for practice. Call me later?”
“Yeah, uh. Okay bye.” I said then hanged up the phone.
He was gonna tell me he loves me but I couldn’t say it back. It would be really upset just saying that after both lying to him and cheating on him. What the hell am I gonna do now?
~~~ Kristen’s POV ~~~
“Kat!! Have you spoken to Jammy??”
“No why? I just came to the Hawks practice. But she’s not here with Corey.”
“Well that’s weird. Did you ask Corey?”
“Uh… he doesn’t look like he’s in a good mood to talk. He and Emery like just had this big argument about something. I really wasn’t paying attention.”
“If you hear from her, tell her to call me. We got stuff to talk about!”
“Will do! I gotta go, Kane is coming back. Bye!”
“Did you get ahold of Jammy?” Punk asked when I got off the phone.
“No! It’s starting to scare me now. Like what if she’s like upset, and she’s out wandering?! She could get lost! She doesn’t know Chicago very well.” I sighed.
“It’s fine. I don’t know why you’re worrying so much.” Punk shrugged.
“Well I don’t know Phil…. Maybe because she’s almost 3 months pregnant?!” I glared.
“Oh she’s pregnant? That’s news to me.” He laughed.
“That’s not funny. Anyway, we should go something!” I squealed.
“Like what?” Punk cocked his head.
“We can go out to the park! I mean, I haven’t been to the park in ages.” I said.
“Yeah maybe because you’re too old for the park.”
“RUDE! I’m not old!”
“Yes you are.”
“NO I’m not!”
“Yes.”
“No!”
“I love you.”
“I hate you!”
“You do!?” Punk gasped.
“No, I love you. You’re just a major asshole.” I glared.
“I’m sorry! Okay how about this, we can go to the park and then go out for dinner? How about that?” Punk suggested.
I gasped “Really?! You’ll take me?”
“Yes. I mean, it’s our anniversary soon so we might as well have fun. And plus, I miss hanging out when I have time off.” Punk smiled.
Something’s weird here.
“What do you want?” I said finally realizing when he’s doing.
“Oh what ever do you mean?” He smirked.
“You want sex!” I glared hard.
“I do not!” Punk gasped.
“Yes you do. I can see it!”
“How can you see it?” He cocked his head.
“Your little friend game for a visit.” I said.
“Little friend? What?” He raised his eyebrow.
“Look down.” I laughed pointing.
“God dammit Kristen!” Punk yelled running upstairs.
How do I turn him on? I don’t even know.
~~~ Taylor’s POV at the Kings Game~~~
“Babe!” I yelled walking into the locker room “Where’s everyone a-”
I saw that everyone in the locker room just staring at each other. Um…
“I thought y’all were playing soccer in the lobby?” I asked.
But everyone is like not talking.
“Okay what the hell is going on?” I asked getting upset about the quietness.
“Taylor… we found… we found something.” Kopi said.
“Found what?” I shook my head.
“What the hell is this?” Dustin said dropping the baggie on the floor.
Dammit…
“Uh, that’s… that’s not mine.” I lied.
“Taylor it was in your purse.” Dustin said.
“The hell you doing, going through my purse for?!” I snapped.
“Taylor if you have a problem we c-” Doughty said.
“No! Shut up Drew! I don’t have a damn problem! You shouldn’t have gone through my damn purse in the first place!” I yelled.
“We just thought that something was weird. We walked into the locker room and there was a weird white powder on the floor we thought one of the guys knew something but they didn’t. So we checked everyone’s things but we couldn’t find where that came from. So Dustin went into your purse and he found it. Taylor why do you have that?” Richards asked.
“Stay out of my god damn business! And you, don’t you EVER go through my damn purse again!” I said referring my last words towards Dustin.
“Taylor! You have cocaine in your damn purse! Why do you have it!?” He shouted.
Dustin has NEVER raised his voice at me. So this means he was really pissed. This is why I hate bringing my purse with me.
“Leave me the hell alone! All of you!” I grabbing my purse and running out the locker room running into someone. “I’m sorry.” I said looking up who I bumped into.
“It’s oka- Oh hey Taylor.” Burrows smiled.
“Oh… hey Alex. Look I really don’t have time right now. I need to go home.” I said moving past him but he stopped me.
“Wait where you going? The game hasn’t even started yet.” He laughed.
“I just really, really want to go home. Excuse me.” I said moving away from him and walking straight into the parking lot, into my car and left.
Dustin and everyone else made it seem like I was fucking using like every day. But I don’t! I just needed something that would… you know, to boost up my energy. But it’s whatever. I don’t use it anymore. I just kept it in there so when I get all of it I’ll throw it away. Oh fuck it, who am I kidding, I do drugs. Happy?! I’m not the perfect wife everyone thinks I am! When Dustin’s gone, I do shit and clean it up like it never happened. Wait? Does that mean I have a problem?
~~~ My POV ~~~
I was sitting in the car all the way in the backseat, still crying my eyes out. It’s been about 45 minutes since I’ve been out here and I couldn’t stop crying. I just wanted to go home but it seems like the Hawks practice is like never ending. But while I was curled up in ball in backseat, I heard someone knock on the door. It caused me to flitch and I looked up, it was Mayers.
“Jay open the door. I know you’re in there. I hear you crying.” He said still knocking on the glass.
“Go away.” I mumbled.
“Jammy please?” Mayers begged.
I just gave up and unlocked the door and he climbed in the car.
“Jay what’s wrong?” He asked.
“I hate my life.” I said starting to cry again.
“No, no you don’t. What’s going on?” Mayers asked again.
“It’s Emery.” I sniffed.
“What do you mean?”
“He told me that I kept playing with his feelings all the time. But I just can’t… I can’t do anything right anymore. I cheated on Corey with Emery and Emery is starting to have feelings for me. I can’t do it. I love Corey, I can’t be with Emery.” I said, starting to cry again.
“Well, be honest, what does your heart say?” Mayers asked.
“Stay with Corey.” I replied.
“What does your brain say?”
“That’s the thing. I don’t know.” I sighed.
“Listen, how about this, why don’t you go back inside and just, stay in the locker room or something? You can’t stay out here in the car. It’s cold and it’s not safe for the baby.” Mayers suggested.
God dammit, I forgot I was pregnant… I thought I was just getting fat.
“Ugh, fine. Whatever.” I groaned, rolling my eyes.
“But first, wait your tears.” He laughed.
I laughed too, “Thanks Mayers.” I smiled.
“Anytime Jamila.” Mayers said giving me a hug.
As we started walking back inside, Jamal told me to go straight into the treatment room. I was really debating on going back into the locker room. Ugh, this is gonna be a long practice…
~~~ After the Hawks practice ~~~
I was still setting in the medical room and I was surprised that no one came in here till Emery wanted to get patched up from getting hit with someone’s stick. Don’t ask me how that happened…
“Are you okay?” He whispered.
“I’m fine.” I wasn’t making any eye contact at all.
“Look, I’m sorry for-”
“Emery, don’t even start… please. I just need quiet.” I sighed.
Then he was finished getting patched up.
“Uh, Kat’s outside if you want to have a little girl talk.” Emery thought.
“No. I don’t want to talk to anyone. Just get out.” I rolled my eyes.
He just groaned and got up, “Alright.” Then he left.
What the fuck is he planning?
~~~ After the hawks game; Corey’s apartment ~~~
“Hey, what’s going on with you? You’ve been quiet the whole time.” Corey asked bringing me a drink of water.
I didn’t say anything; I just went upstairs and closed the door. I know that it’s wrong to be angry towards Corey but what else can I do? I just don’t know what to do anything. I really don’t want to be away from Corey again and get him nervous about the baby but I’m what? I guess, I don’t know. The team just made the playoffs and are going against the Coyotes in the first round so I’m guess that since we have at least 6 days off, he’ll decide to let me visit his parents. Ugh, but I don’t want to go to Montreal. But anyway, back in reality, after being alone for about 15 minutes Corey knocked on the door.
“Baby girl are you okay? You haven’t been acting like yourself since you’ve been home.” Corey.
“I don’t want to talk about it.” I whispered.
“Jamila you know you can talk to me about it.” He said patting my back.
“I really don’t want to have an argument right now with you babe.” I sighed.
“An argument?” Corey thought.
“Promise you won’t yell at me?” I mumbled.
“Just, tell me. Please.” Corey sighed sitting next to me on the bed.
“Before uh, before I came here, I was with Emery for about 2 and a half hour.” I sighed.
He didn’t say anything. All he did was tense up.
“He told me a couple days ago that he loves me and he’s not going to stop until I’m his. And today during practice, he said that I’ve been using him and when I only cared is when you and I have a fight.” Oh god, don’t cry, don’t cry.
Corey didn’t say anything; he buried his head in his hands. Ugh, I really hope he’s not going to yell.
“Baby please say something.” I cried, rubbing his arm.
“I trusted you…” Corey mumbled “I trusted you and you fucking betray me again Jamila!”
“No Corey, don’t say that. Please.” I said, tears falling.
“No don’t fucking touch me! What are you gonna say now?! That the baby is his now?! Huh! What are you trying to do to me?! I’ve been faithful ever since we started dating and now you’re treating me like shit!” Corey yelled.
“Why would you say that?!” I cried.
“YOU SLEPT WITH HIM!” Corey yelled again.
“He fucking came on to me! I couldn’t say no!” Wait what did I just say?!
“Oh you couldn’t say no?! You’re such a fucking slut do you know that?” Corey shook his head.
I just stood there, while he just kept calling me these nasty words.
“I bet you fucked that kid Keaon you were dreaming about too!” Corey shouted.
“Don’t. You EVER bring him up.” I whispered.
“Why not?! What you have wet dreams about him?! Huh! I know what you’re fucking doing, you want me to hit you again. Is that it?! You must love seeing me get pissed off.” Corey thought.
“Why the fuck would I do that!? Corey you don’t know how much that shit hurt!” I yelled.
“I don’t give a fuck! Go back to Emery or that Keaon kid. I’m fucking done with you.” Corey said walking away but I stopped him.
“No, no, no, please don’t go! I love you and only you.” I cried.
“I bet you told Emery that too.” Corey glared.
“No! Why would I do that! Corey you’re making this hard! I didn’t do anything!” I yelled.
“You went to his fucking house!” Corey snapped.
Then the doorbell rang. Corey stormed out the room and I quickly followed. But I sat down on the couch, still crying just a little bit.
“Who is it!?” Corey yelled.
“Package!” The person said.
Oh no… why does that voice sound familiar? What if?
“Did you order something?” Corey asked me, not looking at me.
I just shook my head no.
Then Corey opened the door.
“Uh, where’s the package…?” Corey asked the man.
“Nowhere. I’m looking for Jamila.” He said.
“And you are…?” Corey asked.
“Tell her it’s Keaon.” He smirked.
Why is he here?
What does he want from me?!
More importantly is…. How did he find me?
To Be Continued….
Next update: June 15….
Quick A/N: Okay I know I said I wasn’t gonna do a cliffhanger, but I changed my mind. Knowing me, I can see myself posting another chapter before June 15 and if that does happen, be thankful! Or something! But yeah, I just needed to like take some time off from writing. Just 2 months! (: Maybe earlier. Who knows! Just don’t kill me lol.
Hope you enjoyed! Sorry for the confusion though~
