Caught Up // Jimmy Butler

Chapter 6

                  

"What about him?" Allison asked, taking a seat in her chair.

"Well," Matthew sighed, "I don't want to put you in an uncomfortable situation, but we've been hearing...some things."

"What kind of things, exactly? She questioned.

"We've heard a few rumors that there's been some kinda 'disagreements'," He explained, "We don't want to have a problem in the locker room with the new season coming up, we can't have any divisions in there. Could you talk to him?"

"Talk to him?" Allison repeated, "Matt, I don't know what you want me to say, I don't want to be put in the middle of a situation that I don't have to be. Really, I feel like its better if we leave it alone, if I say something now it's just gonna put the thought in his mind and make things worse."

"Alright," Matthew shrugged, "Fine, maybe you're right." He breathed, "I guess, let's just hope for the best."

"Stop worrying so much," She said, "C'mon, there guys, do they really have drama?"

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"Hey," Allison called, walking inside the house that she now called her own.

"Shh," Jimmy hushed, "I'm on the phone." He mouthed, turning towards her and pointing to the cell phone in his hand.

"Damn," Allison whispered, "Sorry." She mouthed. She hadn't seen him for eight hours, since she was at work all day. She sighed quietly and she slowly made her way to their room to change.

She yawned as she pulled up her shirt and threw it in the pile of her discarded clothes on the floor. Finally, just leaving on her bra and underwear she gathered all of her dirty clothes into her arms and walked out of the room to bring them to their laundry room. She opened the door to reveal a person she didn't know folding her and Jimmy's clothes on a table.

"Oh my god!" She exclaimed, feeling startled by this unknown person.

"Hello, Mrs. Walker." The women greeted, giving Allison a look.

She was so embarrassed, she was practically naked in front of a complete stranger.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry." Allison apologized, trying to use the clothes in her arms to cover herself, "I didn't know someone was in here..."

"Ah, yes." The small women nodded, "Mr.Butler hired me to clean." She clarified.

"What?" Allison asked in confusion, "I'm sorry, excuse me for a minute." She said inching out of the room backwards, so that this stranger wouldn't see her backside.

She basically sprinted back to their room and threw her clothes on the floor after closing the door. She felt completely mortified, she was so embarrassed. She opened up the door a crack to stick her head out and call to Jimmy.

"Hey!" She whisper-yelled, "Jimmy!"

"Hmm?" He questioned, looking for her around the house until finally spotting her head sticking out of their room. He smiled slightly, "Already?" He asked with a grin, seeing through the crack she was out of her clothes.

Allison rolled her eyes, "Shut the hell up and get in here!" She ushered.

"Fine." Jimmy said, bringing himself up from the kitchen chair and walking into their room.

"Who the hell is in the laundry room?" She asked with slight panic.

"Oh, Marisa?" Jimmy asked, of the elder women he had hired today, "I hired her to clean up around here." He shrugged.