I took a deep breath, finding enough courage to actually walk in to this house was hard enough so the pressure was really on to actually speak to him without having an emotional breakdown.It was now 9pm and I failed to end the day without speaking to someone who I saw as my best friend.Ryan.I knew he was mad at me but how long would that carry on for? He was a very patient and forgiving guy, the very opposite to his best friend, Jason.I had the key to their house, don't ask why, so I walked right in as if it were my own home. It felt like my home because of how welcoming the boys were especially because they literally would call me over to do their laundry or cook them dinner. It was the cutest thing ever.I walked in to the living room seeing Za, Khalil, Brandon and Kyle sat on the couch playing call of duty and cursing at each other for cheating every second. "Hey guys" I spoke up.Although they were also mad at me, I could tell they wouldn't be able to stay mad for too long."I
As my alarm rang, I couldn't find the energy to open my eyes let alone get up. Not because I was tired but more so because my eyes felt so puffy and swollen from all the crying last night, and that feeling was horrible.Nevertheless, I rubbed my eyes; probably worsening the swelling, before sitting up. Times like this was when I wished I had an older sister, just to be there for me. I sat alone in my room, my bed too big for a single individual, I just felt alone.As I messed with my fingers, I remembered everything from last night and how quickly everything happened.The words 'I think I'm in love with you' rang in my head on repeat, as if I was reliving the moment every other second. It was horrible. The look on Ryan's face, the tears, the sobs, it all came back to my head and didn't seem to leave.What was I supposed to do? I had to face him eventually but i feel like it would be so freaking awkward, it would be so hard for me to have a conversation with him knowing what he may be
I signed my signature on the couple of sheets of paper and handed it back to my receptionist who smiled at me. "Thank you Mr McCann"I completely disregarded her flirting and waited for her to leave as she annoyed the fuck out of me. Literally everyone did these days.As I continued to work, the office phone rang again and the red light flashed meaning it was my fucking receptionist. I swear one of these days I'm pretty sure she'll offer to suck my dick under my desk or some shit and that will be the day I fire her flat ass and let her live on the streets for all I cared.I picked up the phone in anger "I'm working Kate, understand?" I said through the phone."I understand sir, but you have a visitor" She answered back."Whoever it is tell them I'm busy." Just as I was about to shut the phone, I heard her tell whoever it was that I was busy and I heard a very familiar voice."Shit man he already too busy for us? Aye bizzle you best get your whiney little Canadian ass out here or imma-
| One Month Later |Who knew it would be this hard to avoid someone who I didn't actually see every single day. Most of the time, I did see him every day, however, unlike my parents or my best friends who I virtually did see every single day, Ryan was an exception as we had our own lives.But it was hard.When we all had a big friendship group who relied on each other, it was hard.I didn't blame myself so much so anymore, I did believe that it was kinda horrible of me to back away from Ryan like that when he kissed me but I finally can tell myself that it was not my fault. But I still felt bad, that was the inevitable of being someone who is unable to ever hold a grudge against someone, big or small.But in this case, it was Ryan.And in this case, he had confessed to something that was near to the impossible given the circumstances. And so I was learning day by day to allow myself to be much more careful, focusing on me, and just letting myself have the time that I actually deserved
I sat down on my couch, leaning my head back and closing my eyes as I felt the tiredness take over. I was experiencing the worst headache due to lack of sleep and all I wanted was some peace and quiet.I was lost in thought seconds later as I remembered her beautiful face, instantly curing my headache. I opened my eyes before pulling it my phone from my pocket, unlocking it and going to my picture gallery. I never took photos, that was some pussy shit. Obviously I took some with the boys when we were out partying our lives away but that was the bare minimum, none of that selfie shit. So therefore, that was why my gallery was purely photos of Bella. Whether I had taken them or I had them sent to me, I had kept everything that's for sure.A smile appeared on my face as I saw a picture of her and I, it was on a Sunday where her parents were out of town and we had the house to ourselves and we spent the day lounging around and having a chill day. She had taken the picture from above as I
I got home and was intending to go straight to my room where I could take an hour nap before I had to get up and get ready for the game. But that necessarily wasn't going to happen as Damian was stood waiting for me by my bedroom door.With a beer in his left hand and his phone in the other, he looked up at me before pushing himself of the door he was leaning on. "You're finally back" he smiled."Yeah... um, is everything okay?" Me and Damian weren't the type to argue all the time but he did have a tendency to annoy me however, he'd never wait for me to get home as if it was something exciting. Therefore, I was confused."Yeah! Why do you think something's wrong?" He asked, as if him standing outside my door for god knows how long, was the most normal thing ever."Because you are waiting for me right outside of my room door..." I trailed off making him laugh shaking his head "So when I try and love you, you don't want it. Okay, I see how it is" He clicked his fingers, waved his hand a
I had just finished getting ready, pausing the YouTube video playing on my laptop; I was watching the ACE family, it was the best of the best. As I finished applying the last bit of gloss on my lips, I stepped back, observing my outfit.I was wearing a white long sleeved shirt which had a deep v neck. I paired it with a simple pair of blue denim jeans and then my suede nude coloured Puma's, which can I say were my life currently.As I looked down at my jewellery box looking for the rings I wanted, I saw the sparkle of a diamond catch my eye. It was the ring Jason had gifted me, it was sterling silver with the prettiest diamond to complete it. I had worn it for so, so long until one day I just took it off. I hadn't come back to it since. I sighed picking it up, admiring it. He knew me so well, it was like it was made just for me.Hesitantly, I slid it on to my finger. I don't know what came over me to do so but I decided to keep it on, despite how much it reminded me of him.I picked u
The crowd cheered loudly as our team scored."I didn't even ask but... what are they even doing here?" I asked Sally who glanced over at the boys before looking back at me "Well apparently, they know a couple of people on the other team who are from some random college, and they're hot as fuck might I add." She grinned at me making me laugh before nodding."How you feeling? I saw the way Ryan literally held you down with just a stare, homeboy needs to chill" she said raising her eyebrows as she purses her lips, sassing Ryan.I laughed shaking my head "I guess it was the inevitable... it's the first time I've been in the same area as him for a while." I explained making her nod, understanding."It's been a month, you'd think he'd loosen up a little. He still looks at you like you killed his cat or something" She answered shaking her head."Wait," I paused frowning as I turned to look at her "Ryan has a cat?" I asked.She burst out laughing, tears literally escaping her eyes and rolling
As Jason turned and walked towards me, I went to smile, wanting nothing more but to feel him in my arms again.But that wasn't the case.Jason's body fell to the ground as he was shot in the back 3 times."NO!"After that, everything felt to be in slow motion.I ran as fast as I could, falling to the ground as Jason lay so empty, in so much pain. Blood oozed out, causing a puddle to form.I helped him up to lay his head on my lap as I struggled to keep him awake."No, Jason please, please don't close your eyes" I pleaded. I could hear gunshots going off in the back, however everything else was empty for me. It was just Jason and I. That was it.I caressed his soft cheeks, trying to keep him awake but I could tell he was fighting hard but it was all too painful for him."Baby please... you have to stay strong for me okay? We will get you some help, you're going to be okay Jase" I said as tears flowed down my face as I sobbed."It's o-okay pri-ncess" He was still trying to treat me the
Anger filled my mind. It took over my actions, my thoughts and my feelings and all I wanted was to be able to end this bitch, finally.And that was exactly what I was going to do.I walked in to the darkened warehouse, following the hallway which was dimly lit. There was smoke in the air from possible cigar's as I could smell the strong smell however, I didn't let that distract me.I kept my gun in the waistband of my pants, I didn't carry it in my hand, by my side or on me at all, I walked with my hands free and my head high because I was Jason Fucking McCann and my mom didn't raise no bitch ass, unlike Carter of course.At the end of the hallway was a doorway, I held down the handle before opening the door.It was a large room filled with absolutely nothing. It was empty. Dim lights lit up the place but not too much as he probably couldn't afford it the broke ass bitch.I heard the sound of hands clapping, and in the distance, through the darkness, Carter appeared."Wow McCann, you
I heard the door slam open followed by the voices of the boys who all seemed as if something was going on, as Jason was not here. I quickly left the bathroom, leaving the box that I didn't want anyone seeing right now, on the counter before rushing out.I saw them in the living room and Jason wasn't here. "What's going on?" I asked making them all stop and look at me.They looked at one another, exchanging weird looks, no one spoke though."Ryan? Can you tell me what's wrong? Why do you all look so worried? Where's Jason?" I asked stepping forward towards Ryan.He shook his head taking a deep breath "Jason... he's gone" My heart raced and I instantly thought the worst "What do you mean gone?" I asked feeling my hands shake."Carters boys came to me and Jason once we were on our way back to the hotel. They... they showed us a video of some camera footage," he paused looking at the boys as if he was unsure he wanted to continue with his story."What was the footage off?" I asked, why wa
I was now in the meeting room of one of our offices, of course we had one in New York. Everyone was all over the place, things were being set in progress and plans were being made in the most sufficient way possible.All according to me of course.However, for some stupid reason Thiago decided it was clever to join us as well and now here we sat, the boys and a couple of thiago's boys who licked his ass a little too much."Okay but what will happen if we do this now instead of longing it out? Y'all just dragging this so Carter grows tired of our asses. That ain't happening unless we do something first." Mikey, one of the boys who worked for us said. He suddenly thought he was important because Thiago was using him just to have some leverage with the other boys."And get busted? We all know not everyone is ready for that kinda shit to happen, and I ain't talking about us" Brandon spoke up, clearly speaking about him and not us."Boys, we all want the same thing, carter to be gone. And
My eyes slowly opened, the light beamed through the creaks of the blinds; which of course made it so much harder for me to fully open my eyes and sit up. I looked to my side, almost instantly, finding Jason was no longer next to me.I was hoping and praying I wasn't about to find another note telling me the same thing he did a year ago. In the exact same way. I sat up, finding his white shirt somewhere next to my bed before throwing it on, leaning to get off the bed thinking Jason was no longer was here.But I was wrong.The sound of his beautiful voice was heard from behind the bed, as he walked over to me."Good morning princess" He spoke, his voice still deep and raspy from him 'morning' voice. The best kind in my opinion.I smiled as he leaned down and kissed my lips softly."Why are you out of bed? Aren't you supposed to be cuddling me?" I asked innocently. He chuckled, his dimple appearing; one of the cutest things I had ever seen and continued to love."Of course" he mumbled be
Jason sat down on the bed of our hotel room, the view of New York City right in front of us, the entirety of the walls were glass and it was stunning. He grabbed the remote control and pressed the button which caused the blinds to go down.He smiled up at me "Why are you so beautiful?" He asked making me blush shaking my head at his cuteness as I leaned down and placed my lips against his, leaving them against one another for a couple of seconds before I pulled away. I lifted my sweatshirt up and over my head, he placed his hands on either of my sides as he stared at my body with lust and love as his eyes darkened and he licked his lips. Taking my leggings off, I met his lips again as he briefly pulled away as he pulled his sweatshirt off too.Our tongues danced along one another, passionately however softly kissing. He slowly sucked on my bottom lip before pulling away. His lips connected to my jaw and slowly he kissed and sucked all the way down to my neck where he spent extra time
The plane had landed however, we were still sat as the guards outside had instructed due to the fact that the cars hadn't arrived yet. And so therefore, me and the rest of the boys were sat laughing aloud at every joke made by them, even though we wanted nothing more but to be off this plane and also, it got my mind of the obvious. Jason was still asleep in the back and I decided it was best for him to stay asleep as I could tell he wasn't in the greatest of moods and when I had woken up, I got out of bed and he didn't flinch once and normally, once I wake up he wakes up too feeling me move around however I could tell he was really tired and so he slept. However, of course once I woke up I spent like 30 minutes just running my fingers through his soft but messy hair and tracing my fingers on his back as I knew he would appreciate it a lot even though he was fast asleep. He was perfect. And all mine, finally. As Za was up reenacting a story about how he almost ran over an old man, f
I had done one of the worst things a man could ever do to the girl he loved and cared for the most, all the while knowing it was the most beneficial thing I could have ever done. I knew how much of a close, and loving relationship Isabella had with her parents, which wasn't something every child had. I hated to be the one to take that away, even though I was left with no choice.This had to be done, and I was so damn grateful that she respected my decisions.Because Isabella trusted me with her life, and I know that for a fact because I saw the light return in her beautiful brown eyes the second she laid her eyes on me for the first time after the time we had apart, it was the same she had every single morning that she'd wake up in my arms, or have me hold her close and tell her she was all mine.She was secure and that was all that mattered, I was going to go through heaven and hell just to make sure my girl was safe.And so now, on our way to New York City in my private yet, I laid
My heart suddenly began to beat faster. I pushed my hair behind my shoulders and played with the end of Jason's sweatshirt; which i was now wearing because it was a whole new scent of him that made me feel safe. In this case, it made me feel okay.He swiftly took his hand of the steering wheel and replaced his other hand which he had resting on the edge of the window, placing that on the steering wheel, with his free hand, he placed it on mine stopping me from fidgeting so much with my fingers / his sweatshirt."Don't be nervous. Everything will be okay." He reassured, his voice soft and kind. You'd only ever hear Jason speaking like this with me, that may sound kinda arrogant however it was the truth, anyone else, Jason didn't care how he spoke, it was all about the tough look."You don't know that" I mumbled looking down at my lap.He chuckled "Still stubborn eh?" He asked glancing at me. "I don't know that. But I can make things okay, that's my promise." He ended.With that being s