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----A year later----

Tara

I awoke to You me at six blasting through my docking station. I tied my hair up in a high pony tail. I pulled on my sports leggings, sports bra, a vest top and a light hoodie. I pulled on my Huarache's by Nike, grabbed my iPhone and put on minimal make-up.

I hopped into my car and drove to the training grounds. I parked up, and walked inside. The team all sat on the bleachers.

I had moved to America, and became a trainer for the New England Patriots. I had lost contact with Jack, I had done so purposefully. Rose, Becky and I occasionally Skype's, although it was difficult to do because of time zones...

"Tara!" The team yelled, attacking me in warm sweaty hugs. I laughed.

"Heya guys."

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I fell back onto my bed when I got home. My phone buzzing. I picked it up.

'Jack-o'

He was calling. Are you serious? I pressed hang up, and walked to the mini fridge. I pulled out a bottle of ice cold water and drank it.

He called.

Again.

Really?

I answered the phone, and put it on speaker phone.

"Tara? I got through to you finally." He croaked. I didn't reply. "Listen, I'm sorry to what happened, can you please just speak to me? Just tell me how I can make it better."

"You can leave me alone." I snarled, and hung up almost instantly. I felt bad, I genuinely did. But he deserved it, after what he did to me. But something pulled me in towards him anyway.

"I love the way you hurt me, its irresistible." Becky sang through my letterbox. I giggled opening the door. But that song reminded me of Jack, and the situation.

Becky

"You work as a trainer?" I asked, sitting on the chair opposite Tara. She nodded sipping her coffee.

"Tom Brady babe." She winked.

"Oh god yes!" I giggled wiggling my eyebrows.

"I see him every other day." She smirked. "Jealous?"

"A little." I mumbled, looking down, my black hair and hair extentions reaching my butt.

"I have a double this week, which means I see him every-"

The knocker interrupted her, and she stood up, placing her coffee on the coffee table. She walked back in her face pale.

"I-Um.. sit down guys."

"BECKY BABY!" Rose yelled, attacking me in a hug. I giggled hugging back, keeping my eyes away from Zack and I noticed Jack looking at Tara, but Tara was shaking while drinking her coffee. I broke away from the hug with Rose and hugged Tara. Then the doorbell went off and Rose went to get it.

"Tara?" Tom asked, walking over. Her head snapped up to him, and she jumped up hugging him tightly, and the fury going through Jack's eyes became something I will never forget.

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I sat at the dinner table, everyone in awkward silence, except for Rose and Alex, chattering away. Tara sat beside Tom, and the few religious people said grace among themselfs. I was sat opposite Zack, but sat next to Jack.

"You need to help me get her back.." He mumbled from beside me, looking at me discreetly.

"And what's in it for me if I help?" I asked. He chuckled.

"You get your whole world back, you can have a fun filled life, anything you want. It's yours. Just please help me? Seeing her with him is killing me. I can't picture her without me..."

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