Happy 25th! (Part 4-4)

 “Get the hell off!” Corey shouted pushing Kevin. Making him lose his grip on my arm.

“Seriously! At her fucking party?!” Rachel yelled walking over to both Kevin and Corey.

“He-” But Taylor stopped Corey.

“I don’t fucking CARE who started it! You both have a fucking game against each other When the All Stars Game is over! You couldn’t wait too beat up each other on the ice?? Why now?!? Why at Jay’s party??! Do any of you have fucking brains?! Obviously you both don’t if decided to do this now!” Taylor said.

“Mostly you. You know better.” Rachel glared at Kevin.

Kevin just shoved Corey out the way to come towards me. I was still on the floor holding my arm. I just wanted everything to end now.

“Jamila I’m sorry.” Kevin said.

“Get, away, from me.” I stuttered.

“You’ve done enough.” Corey said to Kevin. And then picked me up and walked me out the room. But I quickly stopped, and turned back to Kevin.

“I don’t want it anymore.” I sighed, putting the promise ring in his hand.

I really didn’t want to stay with anymore guys right now so I asked Ashley if she can take me into the hallway. I haven’t talked to her since we’ve been here. And plus, I needed someone to talk too. Badly.

“You alright?” Ashley asked right away when she closed the door.

“Yeah I’m, I’m fine.” I sighed, smiling a little bit.

“Why are you smiling? Your arm is almost bruised up! How the hell can you be smiling??” Ashley gasped.

“It’s because I finally got that weight off my shoulders. And by weight, I mean Kevin. I knew someone was holding me back from everything. I just can’t believe it too me this long to realize this.” I rolled my eyes.

“Everything will be fine. At least you and Crawford are together! I really hate it, but at least you’re happy… I hate the person you’re happy with but … I will somehow get over it.” Ashley glared.

“Oh shut up.” I laughed.

“Like I said! I will somehow get over it!” Ashley said.

“Go back inside.” I rolled my eyes.

“Fine! I will enjoy dancing with my derpy.” Ashley stuck her tongue out.

“I can’t believe she still call him that.” I laughed to myself.

Ashley went back inside to the party. I was out in the hallway alone for about 15 minutes till I realized I wanted to go get my stuff from Kevin’s room.

“Hey, where you going?” Corey asked, coming out the room.

“Gonna get my stuff from Bieksa’s room.” I said.

“Want me to help? Or no?” He asked.

“No, it’s fine. Just go enjoy yourself.” I smiled.

“Alright well don’t be too long. Sarah said she might request the Cha-Cha Slide soon.” Corey laughed.

“Dear god. Do you have your room key?”

“Yeah, here.” He said, handing me his room key.

“Thanks. I’ll be back. DON’T do anything stupid.” I glared.

“I won’t, I won’t,” Corey laughed “But hurry!”

“I will. Jeez, bossy.” I rolled my eyes laughing.

~~~ Sarah’s POV ~~~

“I want to request-” But Kris put his hand over my mouth.

“You are not requesting Cha-Cha Slide.” Kris glared.

I was just mumbling words till he took his hand off my mouth.

“I want to dance!” I pouted.

“Then go dance. They’re playing Doop.” Kris said.

“That’s not a danceable song.” I rolled my eyes.

“Speaking of dancing, where’s Kane?” Kris turned to Kat. Who wasn’t even paying attention.

“Hey butt head, where’s Kane?” Kristen asked Kat.

“I don’t know. Do I look like his babysitter?” Kat glared.

“No… But you are his wife.” I said.

“Correction, fiancé.” Kat smirked.

“Same difference.” I rolled my eyes.

“But seriously, where is he?” Kris asked.

“I don’t know… check the bathroom.” Kat suggested.

“I’ll be back.” Kris said patting my leg.

“Okay!” Now’s the time to go request Cha-Cha Slide to the DJ.

“Sit down!” Kris shouted from across the room.

“Fuck…” I mumbled.

“Drinks?” Rachel smiled coming over with Cocktail drinks.

“Since when did you become a waitress?” Kristen laughed.

“Since like…. Forever.” Rachel cocked her head.

“How can you guys NOT remember Rachel? Okay let me refresh your tiny little brains. Vancouver, last years summer, Vancouver Club… Nothing?” Taylor said.

We all shook our heads no.

“Oh my god, I did body shots with her!” Taylor yelled.

“Oh yeah! How’s that job going for ya?” Kat asked.

“Fine actually…. I’m surprised I wasn’t fired for giving all of you dumbasses free drinks.” Rachel said.

“Hey now… name calling…” Kristen glared.

“Speaking of dumbasses, where’s your boyfriend?” Kat asked Taylor.

“At home. Like in LA home. He didn’t want to come.” Taylor said.

“How come?” I asked.

“I don’t even know….” Taylor thought.

“Well don’t worry about it. You’re having with me!” Rachel grinned.

“True, true. But I feel like dancing to something.” Taylor said.

“Cha-Cha Slide?!?” I asked quickly.

“No!” Everyone around me said.

“Ugh, rude.” I glared.

Then Corey passed by us and we stopped him.

“Corey!” We all shouted.

“Oh my god what?!” Corey jumped.

“Are you and Jammy official?!” Kat gasped.

“Uh, no.” Corey said.

“Why the hell not?! She chooses you…” Rachel glared.

“I didn’t even ask her out yet.” Corey said.

“Why not!?” I asked.

“Because I don’t want too yet. And plus, Kevin is still here.” Corey thought.

“Who gives a fuck; go ask her out before it’s too late.” Taylor demanded.

“Why do you guys want us to be together so bad?” Corey cocked his head.

“Because I’m sick and tired of seeing Bieksa’s face everywhere I go.” Kristen said.

“You’re hardly with us when we’re in Chicago.” Kat laughed.

“SO?! I still come once in a while!” Kristen glared.

“Yeah when he’s not there.” I said.

“ANYWAY! Just go before she changes her mind and ends up dating a janitor or something.” Taylor said.

“Yeah… like Jammy will date a janitor.” I shook my head.

“It could happen.” Rachel laughed.

“Look! Now’s your chance!” I said pushing Crawford a little bit closer to the door when Jammy came in.

~~~ My POV ~~~

“Where the hell did you come from?” I asked startled a little bit.

“I came from my mother.” Corey said.

“Oh you’re funny.” I rolled my eyes.

“Wait, you… you wanna dance?” Corey stuttered.

“Um, yeah sure. I guess.” I shrugged.

“Play her favorite song!” Corey whispered to Sarah.

“Play my what??” I asked him.

“Nothing, don’t worry about it.” Corey smiled.

All of a sudden, ‘Invisible’ started playing when we got on the dance floor. I wrapped my arms around Corey’s neck and he wrapped his around my waist. I rested my head on his chest while he danced. While we were dancing, I saw Kevin sitting at table by himself drinking. I don’t want to bother him now, so I just kept dancing with Corey, until he asked me a question.

“You know what I think?” Corey started.

“What?” I asked.

“I think, you, and me should be together.” Corey said.

“Why do you think that?” I smirked, lifting my head from his chest.

“It’s obvious that you want me and I want you. We should-” Corey was interrupted.

“ASK HER ALREADY!” Kat and Sarah shouted from across the room.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” Corey smiled.

“Yes.” I nodded, smiling.

“YES!!!!” The whole group of girls shouted in excitement.

“Celebrate? A little after party in my room?” Corey smirked.

“You know, do you have a roommate.” I said.

“I don’t think he would care.” Corey laughed pointing over to Emery.

Emery was flirting with the bartender, oh my god.

“May I dance with your boyfriend really quick?” Ashley asked.

“Uh, sure I guess. I have to talk to Bieksa anyway.” I sighed.

“Have fun.” Corey said.

“You too. Don’t hurt him Ash…” I glared at her.

“I won’t!” Ashley smiled.

I walked over to Kevin who was like so upset, ugh it’s a party. Get excited.

“Is it okay if I sit?” I asked.

“Yeah sure.” Kevin sighed.

“Look, I didn’t want things to end like this. I really didn’t.” I said.

“You choose him over me. What does he have that I don’t have?” Kevin rolled his eyes.

“Love, respect, and care. You’ve been the opposite of those things ever since I moved in with you, and I thought right away it was a bad idea. From when I walked in and your dad started terrorizing me.” I explained.

“Like I said, I never knew he was gonna do that.” Kevin shrugged.

“Don’t worry, you’ll find someone who’s right for you. I’m probably not even the right one.” I sighed.

“Yeah I wonder when.” He mumbled.

“We can still be friends. Trust me, I said the same thing to Anthony and he’s like my best friend now.” I smiled.

“I guess. If I buy you tickets to a Canucks game will you come?”

“I don’t know about that.” I shook my head.

“Damn.” Kevin sighed.

“You can always babysit my son/daughter.” I smiled.

“You’re pregnant?!?” Kevin gasped.

~~~ Ashley’s POV ~~~

“Last but not least, if you hurt her, I will hunt you down, bang your face in, and bury you in sand. Got it?” I smiled.

“Oh my god…” Corey raised his eyebrow.

“Come, come sit down with us.” I said taking Corey over to the table Rachel and Taylor were sitting at.

“Oh hi.” Taylor and Rachel smirked.

“Do you guys…. Always do this with Jamila’s boyfriends or… what?” Corey questioned.

“Yes.” Rachel said.

“You see, Jamila had this boyfriend that we both hated so now, I want to make sure you’re not gonna have sex with her and leave.” Taylor glared.

“Okay! I’m taking him.” Jamila said taking Corey’s hand.

“Wait! We didn’t even start!” Rachel gasped.

“Good.” Jamila smiled.

~~~ My POV ~~~

“Sorry about that. They are very, VERY protective.” I laughed.

“I think I know that already.” Corey shrugged.

“It’s not my fault.” I rolled my eyes.

“So what are the plans tomorrow? Are you… going back to Brooklyn or staying in Chicago?” Corey asked.

“I’m staying in Chicago. With you.” I smiled.

“With me??” He gasped.

“Yes. I don’t want make a lot of space in Kat’s house so….” I said.

“That’s true.” Corey nodded.

“Uh Jammy…” Sarah whispered.

“What?!” I groaned.

“What would you do if you found your boyfriend making out with another girl in the bathroom stall…?” Sarah asked.

“Um, I would rip his head off. Why?” I raised my eyebrow.

Sarah then whispered something in my ear, which was really, REALLY bad.

“Baby… go to the beach and go talk to my mom.” I demanded.

“Why?” Corey asked.

“Just. Go.” I said.

When I asked for no drama in at my party, I meant it. Why is there more drama at this damn party?!?! Does drama like me or something?? I ran into the bathroom to find Kristen and Kris both pissed off because it was Kane and some other chick in here.

“WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?!” I shouted.

The girls’ shirt was unbuttoned, her hair is a mess, and Kane has lipstick all over himself… this was nasty.

“This isn’t what it looks like!” Kane uttered.

“The one time I trust you, you do this? With her?! Who the HELL is this?!” I glared.

“She works at the bar.” Kristen said, giving her a nasty look.

“You, leave, now!” I said to the chick.

“The party is about to be over in like the next 3 minutes. So we might as well start getting everything together.” Sarah suggested.

“Clean yourself up. Boy when we go to Chicago… bless your soul.” I said giving him a death glare.

I decided not to have like cake this year, but well… I just didn’t want cake. But I did have presents. Only like 10 I think. I have cheap friends. Before I left, I said bye to my mom because I know I probably won’t be seeing her for a while. But we did exchange numbers so we can keep in touch. At least we are trying to rebuild that mother daughter relationship that I never had in like forever. After like 20 minutes of cleaning up the party room, I was so exhausted, I just wanted to sleep. Corey and I made our way into the stairwell and I was starting to fall asleep. I promised Corey I would give him a little ‘after party’ and I was falling asleep… great. When we walked into the room, I went straight into the bathroom took a shower and went to bed. I kissed Corey good night and promised him that when we go back to Chicago in the morning, I will give him a after, after party. If that makes sense.

“Good night baby.” Corey smiled.

“Night.” I smiled back, giving him a kiss and going to sleep.

Corey turned off the light and left the room. It was really quiet and I liked it. So I fell right asleep fast.

~~~ Corey’s POV ~~~

“You finally got her, man. You finally got her.” Ray said nodding his head.

“I know I don’t have to stress anymore about sneaking around. But I do feel bad about sneaking around. I just hope she doesn’t do that with me.” I sighed.

“She won’t. Jamila has got a lot of feelings for you. You may or may not have noticed, but she does. We talked about that like a couple of weeks ago.” Ray said.

“I love her, after 2 months Emery. 2 months of messing around, I’m already in love with her… is that bad?” I cocked my head.

“No way, love comes naturally. You’ll be alright.” He laughed.

“Alright man, I’m gonna go to bed. It’s getting late.” I yawned.

“Night.” Ray said.

Chicago should be very interesting for the next couple of weeks.

~~~ My POV 3pm; Chicago, IL Kat’s house ~~~

“Babe!” I shouted from the living room.

No one was home so I just decided to stay here for like the next couple of hours. I don’t know why, I just love Kat’s house.

“What?” Corey said.

“Can you go pick me up some pickles? I’m really hungry.” I pouted.

“I just brought you some chocolate.” Corey glared.

“Please!” I begged.

“Go check if Kat has some in the fridge.” Corey said.

“You’re closer to the fridge!”

“No I’m not.”

“GO CHECK!” I shouted.

“Oh my god your damn hormones.” Corey mumbled.

“Blame it on my hormones?! Blame it on your sperm!” I shouted.

“There isn’t any. I’ll ask Kris to pick up some when he comes home.” Corey said.

“Him and Sarah aren’t gonna be here!” I glared.

“Why?” He asked.

“Kris said that he wants to spend more time with Sarah before she leaves, and I don’t blame him.” I shrugged.

“Do you think I’m leaving you?” Corey raised his eyebrow.

“No, I hope you’re not.” I pouted.

“I won’t! But you know I love you no matter what.” Corey smiled.

“Awe, I love you too,” I smiled while I started poking my stomach “I’M GETTING FAT!”

“OH my god.” Corey dropped his head.

“Hello people! And, pregnant people.” Kat said walking into the living room.

“Bubbles do you have any pickles?” I pouted.

“Yeah in the cabinets.” Kat pointed.

“WHY DIDN’T YOU LOOK THERE?!” I glared at Corey.

“How long…?” Kat asked.

“Since you guys left.” Corey rolled his eyes.

“Jammy, have you had your ‘Jammy naps’ yet?” Kat asked me.

“No, I’ve been hungry all day, AND COREY WOULDN’T GIVE ME FOOD!”

“You better stop all that hollering in my house.” Kat ordered.

“I’m sorry.” I pouted.

“Go take a nap before I beat your ass.” Kat said.

“Don’t be mean to me.” I mumbled.

“Go Jammy!” Kat yelled.

“I’m going, I’m going. SHEESH! Corey! Come on!”

“Jamila no!” Corey cried.

“But…. But I need loving.” I pouted.

“Oh lord…” Kat gagged.

“For like the fourth time today?!” Corey glared.

“Fine, I’ll go take a nap…” I rolled my eyes “Ungrateful people.”

“I heard that!” Kat shouted.

“Good! Be like Crow and blame it on my hormones.” I glared, closing the door and jumped right onto the bed.

Since I wasn’t tired yet, I decided to call Sarah. I mean… it’s not like she’s busy or anything. It is Sarah.

“Hello!”

“My goodness why you gotta scream??”

“I didn’t scream.”

“Yes you did. And now my ears are bleeding.”

“Jamila stop exaggerating.”

“Okay sorry! I’ve been… in my moods lately.”

“Those moods where you want to yell at someone?”

“Yes. Those moods. I hate being pregnant!”

“You’re only a few weeks. Calm down.”

“YOU may seem it’s been two weeks, but it feels like this thing is ready to pop.”

“Alright too much information!”

“Again, sorry. But it’s not my fault! I do need names for her/him.”

“If it’s a girl, name it Sarah! If it’s a boy name it Peter!”

“Hell NO.”

“Why not! It’s a perfect name!”

“I’m not naming my child Peter.”

“Well, be that way!”

“Maybe I’ll name it Elena! Or if it’s a boy, I’ll name it Max!”

“Name it Max! If it’s a girl Maxine!”

“I don’t know, I’ll think about.”

“Yay! Now what are you doing!”

“About to take a nap.”

“Oh your Jammy naps! Wait... it’s almost 4.”

“I know; I was hungry. Like really hungry and I ate all my chocolate!”

“Damn, I wanted some chocolate!”

“Well too bad! I’m the pregnant one!”

“Oh my god, go take a nap!”

“Okay, okay. I’ll see you later?”

“I won’t be home till like Thursday.”

“Well that’s not fair!”

“I’ll be there soon! I promise. Okay I gotta go! Bye!!”

“Okay bye! Then I hanged up the phone.

I for some odd reason I’m not even tired anymore. But I’m still going to go to sleep. I hope this nap helps; I’m still craving pickles though.

~~~ Sarah’s POV at Kris’s apartment ~~~

“Kris do we have any tissues?” I asked.

“You’re not sick are you?” Kris gasped.

“I don’t know I feel like I’m coming down with something.” I pouted.

“Do you want some soup?” Kris asked.

“Yes please. I should eat some soup because Jammy will yell at me if I don’t have ‘proper’ food when I’m sick.” I rolled my eyes.

“What is she? Your mom or something?” Kris laughed.

“She acts like it when I’m sick.” I glared.

“I’ll make the soup soon. But I really need to ask you, why do you want to be a cop so bad?” Kris asked.

I just rolled my eyes and sighed. I really don’t want to talk about this right now….

“I just love it. I want to be the first person in my family to make a difference y’know?” I said.

“You’ll be gone for 3 months. What am I gonna do for three months when my girlfriend is out there, possibly getting hurt?” Kris sighed.

“No! Don’t think that! I’ll be fine. I’m going to be calling you every Fridays.” I said.

“What if you forget to call??” Kris pouted.

“Oh my goodness Kris, stop. It’ll be fine. And plus you’ll have the guys to hang out with.” I thought.

“Alright but… promise me nothing bad will happen?” Kris cocked his head.

“Yes, I promise. I love you.” I smiled.

“I love you too.” He smiled back giving me a kiss.

“Can we have Chicken Alfredo for dinner? Please!!!” I begged.

“I don’t know how to make that.” Kris glared.

“I’ll teach you! Come on.” I said taking his hand and helping him to the kitchen.

I really don’t want to tell Kris that I might be staying at the academy longer. I’m not positive that I will be there longer, but if I am, I know that he will get 10 times more pissed then he already was. I would make a wonderful cop, but I don’t know if he would take it very well. He wants to see me succeed but my work hours are gonna be bad. I probably won’t be home that much and he might call me at work to make sure if I’m doing okay… but you know that would be sweet if he called me everyday… but yeah I hope he doesn’t call EVERYDAY. But…. Let’s see how things will go!

~~~ My POV 7 Hours later 11pm ~~~

“BABE!” I shouted waking up from my nap.

I was freaking out, I don’t know wh. But it was just a major nightmare!

“The pickles are still in the fridge, calm down.” Corey said.

“I’m scared.” I pouted.

“Scared of what?” Corey asked sitting on the bed next to me.

“I got scared that the Hawks went on a 9 game losing streak and you were upset and you broke up with me out of anger and you never wanted to talk to me again because I gave you bad luck.” I cried.

“That wasn’t a dream… that’s like a nightmare and that did happen. The 9 game losing streak, not me breaking up with you or anything.” Corey shook his head.

“So you’re not going to leave me when you have really bad games?” I asked.

“No, of course not. And plus I don’t want to upset you and Jacob.”

“Who the hell is Jacob?”

“My sons name!” Corey smiled.

“You don’t even know that it’s ours AND if it’s a boy or a girl.” I glared.

Then Corey started kissing me in between his words. “Its, gonna, be, mine. I want to father this child no matter what.” He winked.

I was just lying on my back and Crawford was on top of me, he kept kissing my neck. I was hoping he was gonna do what I think he’s gonna do.

“Are you on your game now?” I smirked.

“What you talking about? I’m always on my game.” Corey laughed.

“Get off of me.” I glared.

“I don’t think so.” Corey said unbuttoning his pants.

“No!” I laughed.

“Oh come on! It’s been 7 hours.” Corey pouted.

“Can I go eat first?”

“Why are you always hungry? What about my needs?! I have them too!” Corey uttered.

“I’m sorry. I’ll satisfy your needs tomorrow, or probably later on tonight. I do owe you an after party.” I giggled.

“Can I get my after party now?” He smirked.

“After I eat. Now button your pants!” I laughed getting off the bed.

“I’ll be in here.” Corey said.

“I know! I said leaving the room and heading into the living room.

Kat and Kristen were both playing NHL 2K11 on the big screen. Bubbles hardly uses that T.V. but I think she’s in the happy Kat moods.

“Hello!” I said.

“Hey Jammy! Do you feel less cranky now?” Kat asked.

“Yeah I feel better.” I said taking the jar of pickles out of the fridge.

“Are you really gonna eat all of that?” Kristen asked.

“I’ve been craving food all day! Don’t judge me!” I glared.

“Jammy all those pickles will make you die.” Kristen said.

“REALLY?!?!?’ I gasped.

“Yes, that’s why you shouldn’t eat pickles all the time.” Kat said.

“Oh my…. Now I can’t have pickles! Why must you torture me?!?!” I pouted.

“Because we can and because we will.” They both laughed.

“You know what, I’m just gonna go eat some crackers or something.” I rolled my eyes.

“Where are you going?” Kristen asked.

“I’m going to go have sex with my boyfriend.” I uttered.

“Oh ew that’s too much information.” Kat gagged.

“Well that’s what you get for making up that lie about pickles.” I smirked, going back into my room.

Corey was lying down on the bed in his boxers, he actually set up the room and had three scented candles lit up, and the lights were dimmed a little bit. I didn’t know the lights can dim in the bedrooms. But who cares, I loved it. I just jumped into bed and he just went straight into kiss me. Clothes were off and we were under the sheets. Hey, having sex while pregnant is good! Maybe five times in one day is bad…. But I don’t care. Corey whispered He loved me in between kisses. Best. Night. Ever!

The End.