Keeping Up with The Jocks (boy x boy)

Part 9

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Elliot

Ugh, I'm really not feeling this situation right now. I can feel the anxiety creeping up on me as I scroll through my boyfriend's Instagram story. There he is, out with his friends, but there's something off about it. It's like they're trying to hide something. My mind starts racing and I can't help but wonder if he's forgetting about me completely.

I try to reach him, but of course, he's not picking up his damn phone. I can feel my annoyance growing as I wait for him to answer. Where the hell are they going? Is it a date? My thoughts are spiraling out of control, but I'm the one left feeling blindsided and hurt. Why am I the one reaching out to sort things out? It's crazy.

I take a deep breath and think about what I can do to make things right. Maybe I should visit him and try to sort things out face-to-face. I can't keep living with this anxiety, I have to do something.

So, I grab my bag and head out to my bike. Costa Mesa it is. I'm determined to get to the bottom of this misunderstanding and make it right.

Apol

After finishing our drinks, my friends and I decided to head back to our dorm. Luckily, tomorrow is a day off for practice, so I can get some much-needed sleep. As we approach the gate of our apartment, I catch sight of a familiar figure standing across the building. He's dressed in all black, and his leather jacket reflects the streetlights, making him look like a rock star.

As he stands up from his bike and approaches us, I realize it's Elliot. I'm shocked to see him here at this hour, and his familiar vanilla scent reminds me of our memories together. "I miss you," he says as he embraces me, but I'm hesitant to say it back, so I simply tap his shoulders in response. He notices my silence and breaks off the hug to face me.

"You reek of alcohol," he comments, and I smile sheepishly. "Yeah, I just drank a little," I reply carelessly. "Oh, I thought you dislike drinking?" he questions me, looking at me and then at my friend TJ, who's behind me.

His expression changes suddenly, and he remarks, "Oh, so you're drinking buddies now too? I bet you had a lot of fun together." TJ replies sarcastically, "Nice to see you too, Elliot," before heading inside our apartment.

I turn back to Elliot and ask, "Are we seriously doing this?" I'm feeling a bit tired of the drama. Did he come all the way from Long Beach just to argue with me about TJ?

"I'm surprised to see you here actually. I thought Camile got you taken care of?" I throw some sarcasm back at him. I finally confront him about Camile, but we don't get the chance to talk because none of us wants to pick up our calls.

"How the hell did you know her?" Elliot looks confused, but there's a hint of amusement in his voice.

"I called you the night you said you would hang out with your friends because I was worried about you. Little did I know, you were in a room with your ex-girlfriend half naked, and God knows what happened," I say, feeling a bit hurt.

"Nothing happened, really. She was just all over me even before we started drinking with my friends. That night, I got drunk, and the last thing I remember is waking up in her room," he says nonchalantly.

"But what about my feelings? Do you think I didn't feel betrayed by you and TJ? In fact, you're the reason I got drunk that night," I argue. I can see the hurt in his eyes, and his voice is almost cracking.

"I thought we were good when we talked about it. I thought you understood that I was as surprised as he was when we saw each other here and got the news," I pause, feeling emotional. "Too easy for you to accept because probably you like the idea of sleeping with him under the same roof," he responds.

His words make me feel like shit. Part of me is hurt that he thinks I'm not faithful and that he lost my loyalty. And at the same time, part of me is guilty because at some point, it's true.

"What am I supposed to do? Quit? Because I will if you want me to," I say without thinking.

The look on his face changes from emotional to guilty. He knows that volleyball is everything to me, and this is the start of my career. Am I really willing to throw it all away?

"Clearly, you've lost your trust in me, so I don't think it's a good idea for us to continue this relationship," I say, regretting throwing everything away

"I didn't say I want to break up with you," he replied with a pained expression on his face. I could sense that he was hurting, but I had made up my mind.

"I'm done," I uttered the words that would haunt me for a long time to come. This was it, the end of our relationship, the end of us. As I said those words, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. But at the same time, my heart was heavy with guilt and anxiety.

Elliot

Well, that was a disaster. I never expected things to end this way. He just walked past me and slammed the gate shut in my face. It's like he didn't even care about everything we've been through in the past year. We made so many memories together, but now he's giving up just like that? It's too easy.

I hopped on my bike and drove off, feeling angry and confused. How could he just end things like this? I couldn't stop thinking about it as I rode down the street. I had to say what I said, though. It needed to be heard. But I couldn't shake the guilt I felt for judging Apol about sleeping with TJ. I mean, they're just living together for training purposes, right?

I was supposed to be fixing things, but instead, I made everything worse. I needed to clear my head and figure out my next steps. I didn't know where to go, so I just decided to head to a bar. Maybe a drink or two would help me forget about everything that just happened.

As I parked my bike, I took a deep breath and walked inside. It was noisy and crowded, but I didn't care. I just needed to drown out my thoughts and forget about everything that happened today.

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Author's Note

I can't describe how to feel, I'll just use emojis instead

Elliot 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

Apol 😟😨😖😰

TJ 👑👑👑

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