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Xavier

"You ready? I can help you out your things in ya truck." Coach Vince stated. I declined, shaking my head.

"I got it. Ima be on my way in a bit."

"Alright son. I was good to have you down here. Hope after you graduate I'll be seeing you in a Devils jersey. You drive back home safe."

He gave me a final nod before walking off, leaving me alone in my thoughts. It had been 3 days since the bomb went off. Hayden obviously didn't know I was on the phone and I could hear her in hysterics after she heard me yell into the phone.

I didn't have any thoughts then. I have plenty now. And none of them concerned no fuckin Devils Jersey.

I didn't wanna go home. I didn't wanna step back into her mother's house. Her house. I didn't wanna see her. I was....broken for lack of a better word.

She fuckin cheated on me. She cheated on me with fuckin Dominic.

I didn't care that her guilt was eating her up right now, I didn't even give a fuck that she said she didn't wanna live.

But I knew that was only my anger. I would never wanna see her hurt like that.

I just couldn't believe she did this to me. I hadn't heard an explanation, I didn't want to. I blocked her calls. Blocked her messages. The only person I had been in contact with was her mother and I politely asked her to just let me breathe. I didn't wanna hear her stick up for her daughter.

I'm only going back there cuz that's my only place to live. I wasn't going back to Tío.

I wasn't talking to anybody. I wanted to punch a fuckin hole in a wall. Better yet....I wanted to punch a fuckin hole through Dominics face.

I felt played and lied to, Hayden was in my face saying how he was being respectful of the relationship and he was actually a good friend. Bull. Shit.

She was just fucking lying to me. She probably been fucking him the whole time. Everyone just loves fucking lying to me. I checked the time and saw it was getting a little too close to my check out time.

I got up and made sure I had all my things before grabbing my bags and leaving the hotel room.

My phone rang and I grabbed it from my pocket. Looking at it as I stepped on the elevator.

Jason 🤘🏾

I slid to answer and pressed the phone to my ear.

"Yo?"

"Yo."

It was quiet and I rolled my eyes.

"Can I help you with something Jay?"

"My bad. I just....I'm just checking on you.-" I cut him off

"Ion need to be fuckin checked on Ight? Tell Nessa stop fuckin gossiping and everyone just stop fucking calling me man. Ion wanna talk about this shit. At all."

"I get it Xay but I think you need to talk to Hayden-"

"Fuck Hayden!" I yelled into the empty elevator. Shitting my eyes and holding back my tears.

"Fuck her! Do you hear me? I wasted MONTHS with her, I fuckin loved her and I get this shit? Fuck her! FUCK HER!" My voice cracked and I let my back hit the elevator wall. As I caught my breath I heard Jason sniffle.

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