Walk-Off (A Kris Bryant Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

Jessica's POV

A short time later.

I stood outside of Kris' door, trying bring myself to knock and explain myself.

Explain everything.

But I just couldn't do it.

There's no way he would believe me, and he would probably think that it was just some sort of way of pitying him on my part, and I wouldn't blame him for it.

But my feelings for Kris are anything but fake.

Just thinking about him drives me mad, and to have this happen was pretty much worst case scenario.

I continue to stand there, having been here at least 20 minutes trying to get up the nerves to knock, but not being able to bring myself to do so.

"Hey, Jess!" I hear a voice call from down the hall, turning to see Anthony and Jason. "What are you doing?"

"Oh, just trying to get into the room!" I call back.

"That's not our room though? It's Kris'." Anthony says as the two make their way towards me.

"Oh! No wonder the key isn't working then!" I lie, being able to push out a fake laugh, still not moving from the doorway.

"But you haven't moved in like two minutes... We've been watching you stand there the whole time. If you want to talk to him, just knock." Anthony said, starting to knock on the door.

"ANTHONY! Are you nuts?! Leave him alone!" I hush yell, pulling his hand back from the door.

"Why?" He asks, turning back towards the door. "Hey, Kris! Come out here for a sec!"

I curse to myself before digging our room key out of my pocket and shoving it in the lock and rushing into the room before Kris comes out and sees me.

As our door shuts, I hear Kris' door open, and I keep my ear against our door to listen to the conversation.

"What's up?" Kris asks as my heart begins to beat out of my chest.

"Nothing. We were just going golfing tomorrow for the off day and we need a fourth guy. You interested?" Anthony asks.

"Yeah, sure. I'll go. Thanks, man." Kris replies, and I let out a huge sigh of relief. At least Anthony didn't throw me under the bus.

"No problem, we're leaving tomorrow morning at 10:00, so just meet us down in the lobby."

"Sounds good, I'll see you guys in the morning." Kris' finishes as I hear the door starts to close.

"Oh, Kris, one more thing!" Anthony says as my heart rate picks back up again. I hear the door creak open again. "Jessica was just standing out here a few minutes ago. I think she wanted to talk to you about something." Anthony finishes as my heart jumped into my throat.

"Oh. Okay then, I guess I'll just see her later then. Night, guys." Kris finishes, as I hear the door close.

I can't fucking believe that Anthony told Kris that I was just standing outside his door like some creepy stalker. Where the fuck does he get off to tell Kris that after I told him to leave Kris alone?!

Our door opens and Anthony walks inside, letting the door close behind him. I rush over to him and grab the collar of his shirt with both hands.

"Why in the HELL would you say that to him?!" I say, on the verge of yelling, but keeping it down since he's right next door.

"What?! I just figured you were too shy to knock."

"Mind your own god damn business. It has nothing to do with you, Anthony." I growl, walking away from him and into the bathroom slamming the door shut.

I lean against the door and sink down to the floor, burying my head in my hands, wondering how this night could have gone any worse.

Kris hates me, and Anthony only made it worse.

I curl up there for a while, only being able to think about how the wonderful blue-eyed boy next door will never look at me the same again.

He will never feel the way that I feel about him.

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Kris' POV

I collapse down onto the bed, the TV volume the only noise in the room.

I look down at my phone, trying to bring myself to just text Jessica and apologize for being such an idiot earlier.

But why even bother? She probably thinks I'm a creep now. There's no point in even trying.

I set my phone down on the night stand, my mind far away from baseball and everything else except Jessica.

I messed everything up already, and I've barely known her for two weeks.

I would give the world for her to be mine and only mine, but there was someone else that she cared about more.

I glance at the clock and realize that it's late and that I need to be up to golf, but I knew that sleep would be almost impossible.

My mind constantly runs Jessica through my thoughts.

From the day that I met her to tonight.

The memories just keep playing over and over in my head.

I avoided her over something so stupid, and now this happens. I wasn't supportive of her at all and now it's led to all this.

She probably just wanted to tell me that she isn't interested but still wants to be friends, and that would be nearly impossible for me.

The first time I laid eyes on her, I just knew that there was something different about her.

And we were becoming so close, I thought that just maybe it could happen if we talked long enough.

But it didn't, and it instead all came crashing down on top of me.

She was only a matter of feet away, only a wall separating us at this moment, but it felt like she was a world away.

I'll never be able to have another conversation with her that won't be awkward.

She'll never be able to look at me the same way again.

I'll never know what it's like to have her as my own.

My heart hurts for her.

My mind keeps telling me that there is some way that it can all work out.

That she does feel what I feel.

Every second that she's on my mind, or in my presence, I fall more in love with her.

But she doesn't feel the same way about me.

And she never will.