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Let Freedom Ring - Jo

Everything in life has its pros and certainly its cons. Everyone has things about them that makes them who they are, and who they are about to be later on. One point or another, it will all catch up, and become too much.

That's where I'm at now. From hearing my parents were killed in car acident, losing weight, dealing with John's psychotic behavior, restraining orders, new love, new life, new happiness - all for it to come back and bit me in the fucking ass all over again.

John somehow found - not forced - his way back into my life against his restrictions, and was so close to ruining everything I had fixed when he was gone. He ruined a lot for me and today was definitely the day he'd suffocate on it all. The emotions had been high over the last six weeks. I had shut everyone out, and hardly let anyone else in for a good while. I stayed in my room that Colby and his mother offered to me that night when mien was broken into. As soon as I was home from the hospital, they helped me unpack my belongings and get settled.

And once the door closed on my room that night, so did everything else. I felt terrible. I was in a horrible spot, and as much as I loved everyone checking on me, and making sure I was okay. I needed space for myself. I shut down. I stopped talking to everyone, only small words here and there. I was a mute for a month straight.

My brain was processing the trauma in its own way, and I was letting it run its course without force. Scarlett was by the house almost everyday checking on me. Charlotte would try to coax me into opening up to her. She was a sweetheart, the best mother figure I've been around in a long time. But I couldn't do it. She got it, she understood. Sometimes she and Scarlett would sit in my room and have a small conversation while I sat there taking in their presence. They didn't have to say much, or anything at all. Their presence was enough for me to know I was going to be okay.

Colby would try to come in when he could. He had workouts, conditioning, and more meetings with the scout that caught his eye. He was leaving for his first practice with his new team in two days, and my heart could bear it. I would miss him terribly, but I was incredibly proud of him. Colby would be gone for six weeks, getting the feel of everything, and when he was back, we would all attend his first game. That I was excited for. Seeing him chase his dreams, finally making them come true. He had worked so hard to get to where he's at, and I can't wait to see how far this takes him.

Until then, I had a court hearing to be a part of today.

Then watch my boyfriend walk through the airport's terminal gates two days later.

I had just walked out of the bathroom, into my room hugging the towel to my chest, seeing a sprawled out Colby on my bed. He was sitting on my bed, his legs spread, his hands behind his back, a grin smeared onto his face. I jumped almost falling from surprise, my face feeling red with embarrassment.

"Christ, Colby, you scared me!" I breathed, glaring at him. His smile spread wider, his dimple on his cheek showing. I looked at his attire and it was too good to tear my eyes away from. Black slacks, matching shoes, a solid colored red polo shirt, and the cologne lingers just enough to make your mouth water.

And those piercing blue eyes staring right back at me were making a pool of its own between my legs.

"Christ isn't going to help you here, Angel." Colby chuckled standing. His hands went into his pockets as he walked over to me, pulling me into his embrace. "Just me."

"I'm still wet, Bee. I have to get dressed." I whispered, clearing my throat. Straining myself against his hold, his hands went to my ass gripping me through my towel. A small whimper escaped my lips, as his smile grew wider. Knowing what he was doing to me.

Leaning down, his lips against my ear, "I know you are, but what am I?" His lips kissed my neck, I bit my lip keeping my composure.

"Rock hard against my stomach is what you are, Bee." I warned, my hands going to his chest. "I have to get ready."