The Calling

Weston

"I think you need to come to see him, Wes," my mother's voice quietly whispers through the phone.

"He's not in as good shape as he's saying, huh?" I talked to my dad on the phone for a bit before Mom barged in like usual. He put up a front that he is doing fine but my mom seems to think otherwise.

"He goes and works on the farm but right after he just lays in bed and does nothing else. I've been hearing him get up at night, groaning in pain, more than usual, but he has been playing it off like it's nothing," My mom's voice cracks and I can tell she is tearing up.

"Okay, mom. I got our first scrimmage game next weekend. After that, we go on spring break and I will come up there for it okay?" I could hear my mom sniffle a bit, "Okay thank you, Weston, we miss you."

With that, she told me she loved me and we hung up. This phone call has been stressing me out all week. I have been catching myself zoning out in my classes and at practice thinking about it.

The only time I can catch a break with not thinking about it, is when I'm with her.

Waking up with Kennedy this past week has made my mornings. Nothing beats waking up and seeing Ken's hair draped over her angelic body. Her light breathing and soft skin touching mine make me want to freeze time and stay in the moment forever.

Now that it is Friday, I am ready to relax and wait for our date. I have something planned for tomorrow, but I am still figuring it out. I know she doesn't want me to go overboard but how can I resist? I keep thinking about the sexual times we have had together and even though they were great I still feel bad. She is so special I should have had this date a long time ago.

She is not one of my distractions. I feel more for her than I ever did with any of the other girls I've slept with. I talk to her and have gotten to know her, and she has gotten to know me. We both have been so busy this week that I've only gotten to see her at night, but still, we manage to stay up hours cuddling and talking.

Some of the guys in the house have caught on to me and Ken. Mainly because Matty has backed off with, well, I guess most of his flirtatious comments. Bry has known since the beginning and the rest of them have been cracking some jokes since Chris and Logan saw me come out of Kenny's room.

Today after practice coach wanted to talk to me, and it went surprisingly well besides a couple of things.

"I can tell there has been a lot of improvement with the team, you guys are doing good without all the excessive partying." Coach smiled at me, swinging his arm over my shoulders as we walked on the field.

"Thanks, Coach, yeah we had a talk and said we were going to limit our nights out, surprisingly enough, they listened," He chuckled before stopping and patting his hand on my shoulder before dropping it. We were away from the rest of the team now.

"But there is something else I've been noticing this week, you've been here at practice but somewhere else at the same time. Is everything alright, you're not usually like this." Coach's brows were furrowed and he looked at me curiously.

"Just some stuff from home has popped up, I've. been thinking about it a lot, I will try harder next week Coach." Is it really that noticeable?

"You're all good Cowboy, just making sure you're alright, you gonna visit the family during the break?" I told Coach my plans and a little bit of what's been going on with Dad.

That's what I like about Coach, he cares. He knows that our lives aren't just about baseball, and he always makes sure we are mentally okay.

As I was sitting on the couch thinking about that conversation my thoughts were pulled from me as I was jumped on. My hands landed on her waist, her hair falling around me, and icy blue locked on my eyes.

"Well hello there pretty," Kennedy blushed as she crept in closer. "Hey, what did I say about this before our date now Kenny?" I tried to keep my tone serious but her smirk made mine come out as well. My hands crept under her blouse, "What I can't even kiss you?"

Her words made me warm, I leaned in and pecked her pretty, full lips. A whine left her throat as I pulled away. "That's all you get."

She rolled her eyes playfully before getting off of me and leaning her head back on the armrest. Her legs still laid over my lap, her chest going up and down lightly, her glossy lips parted.

I couldn't resist to run my hand up her calf, "How was class?" Let's keep it casual, I'm trying to distract. my brain from all of my dirty thoughts.

She perched up, a wide smile on her face, "It was good, this week the editors said I was moving by really good. It's crazy that a full team of editors is working on my book. I never thought that would happen." Ken's voice got higher and the excitement on her face made me excited with her.

Over these past couple of weeks, I've noticed how comfortable she has gotten with me, not so nervous all the time now. She doesn't hide her excitement of her perky attitude anymore.

"Hey by the way, can I see your phone for a second?" Her brows perked up in confusion, but she didn't hesitate to unlock her phone and hand it to me. I scrolled through her photos. Selecting the ones that we took at the bar that night. I took all of them and sent them to myself. 

"Can I ask what you're doing on there Weston?" Kennedy chuckled before scooting closer.

"Oh not much, just seeing what type of porn you watch." Kennedy started dying laughing at my response and slapped my shoulder. "Whatever." She smiled and took her phone back, "I could've just sent you these photos cowboy."

I love it when she calls me that.

"My parents called today." She stopped laughing as my voice went serious.

"Is everything okay?" Her hand grabbed mine.

I've been waiting to talk about this and get this off my chest. "My mom says my dad still isn't doing well, he's getting weaker. It's all I've been thinking about all week." I brought my head to my hands but she stopped me. Her hand rested under my chin and pulled it up.

"Weston, you could've talked to me about it sooner. I'm sorry about your father. Are you going to go visit?"

I looked into her sincere eyes taking a deep breath before I spoke. Just saying one sentence to her about how I feel makes my chest feel lighter and less stressed.

"I am going to go visit during the break, and I don't know, I just didn't want to throw my stress on to you," She laughed, "Weston, you can talk to me about anything, I know you would want me to."

She laid her head on my chest, "It's been stressing me out, making me think more about my future and what I am going to do with it. I keep thinking about my dad and it makes me feel bad that I am not there to help him, knowing he is in pain." I could hear my voice crack, Kennedy's hand going to the back of my head, running her fingers through my hair.

I never knew it could feel this good to talk about what is making me sad.

"There is nothing I could say to make you feel better, I know that. But I do know that it is going to end up all fine, in one way. You will go visit them and you might have a hard talk about the future, but it is all going to be okay. And I am here for you if it isn't." Her words soothed me and made me relax. But soon enough that feeling was cut short.

"What are you sappy bitches talking about?" Matty's voice was loud in the air as he joined us in the living room. I rolled my eyes, and although Matty ruined our romantic mood, he did lighten it up.

I ignored him and stood up, "Well I got to get going, I have some things to set up and plan," I winked at Kenny and she smiled, knowing what I was talking about.