After the funeral, Drake and I went to my house so I could change into charcoal grey joggers, a maroon and grey sweat shirt, no shirt underneath,a maroon Neff beanie, huf crew socks, and nike slides.
I feel so comfortable now.
"You look adorable" Drake says as I come downstairs
"Haha" I say sarcastically
We walk outside to his car and we drive to his house.
We go inside and go upstairs.
His mom is working at the hospital right now pulling a double shift so she won't be home til tomorrow morning.
"You can hang out in my room. I'm going to take a shower" He says
"Okay" I say and lay on his bed
He goes into the bathroom and I hear the shower start.
I get back up and take off my slides and beanie.
I look around and look at his desk.
There's a letter with the Chicago Blackhawks symbol on it.
I unfold the letter and start reading.
Dear Mr. Maverick,
I am delighted to say that you have been accepted to play on the Chicago Blackhawks next season.
You will be playing left wing and your number will be number 8. We will work all other details on September 21, 2015.
Sincerely,
Coach Joel Quinneville
The date on the letter says June 21, 2015. That's over a month ago. Why would he not tell me about this?
I fold the letter and put it back where I found it.
I hear the shower turn off. I hop on the bed again and lay down.
Drake comes out of the bathroom with a towel around his hips.
"I see you like my bed" He says chuckling while walking to his dresser.
"It's a king size tempurpedic. It's got to be comfy" I say
"True" He says and put on boxers and sweats. "Want to watch a movie?" He asks
"Actually I want to know why you didn't tell me about the Blackhawks" I say
He sighs and puts his head in his hands.
"I didn't want to tell you" He says
"Why would you not want to tell me? I'm your girlfriend who has always encouraged you to follow your dreams!" I yell
"I don't want to lose you to you know who" He says (not Voldemort)
"Johnathan has nothing to do with this. I have the best boyfriend ever right here. Why would I go back to him?" I say
"Like I said the first time we talked about him. He can get you anything you want. Anything. I can't do that. At least not yet" He says
"I don't need anything. I need you" I say
He sighs and shakes his head.
"Stop sighing at me and shaking your head. That's rude as shit" I say
"Oh so going through my stuff isn't?" He says
"Not if you don't have something to hide. When clearly you do. What else have you not told me? That you have a side chick. Don't want to marry me. What is it?" I ask
"I have nothing to hide. Well except that, but I'm not seeing anyone else but you. Of course I want to marry you. If I didn't I would tell you" He says
"Whatever. I'm going home" I say and put on my slides and beanie
"But I drove you here" He says
"Yeah and I'll walk" I say
"It's snowing outside" He says
It's the beginning of March
"I'll live" I say
I walk out of his room and go downstairs. I slam the front door shut as I leave.
"Tris!" Drake yells
I turn around and look at him.
"What?" I ask
"I'm sorry" He says
"No. I don't like you keeping things from me. I need a break" I say
"Wait from our relationship. Are you serious?" He asks
"Yeah I am. Please don't follow me or pick me up tomorrow. I need to think about things" I say and turn back to the sidewalk
"Tris please. I'm sorry. I was just being a jelous asshole" He says
I turn around again.
"I said I need a brake. Thank you for admitting that, but I still need time. I'm not going to jump straight into your arms like every other time we fight" I say
He calls me again, but I just keep walking.
There's something else to this. But what is it?
Hey guys,
Thanks for reading. Please comment.
Sorry for not updating a lot. I've been pretty busy and I wanted to take a brake for my birthday.
Thank you to everyone who wished me happy birthday and to the ones who messaged me ideas they had. I really appreciate it.
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