She Is Unforgotten

Chapter 2

[Monday ~ 6:30am]

I wake up tangled up with Ethan. I have my arms wrapped around his waist and my head resting on his chest. I could probably stay like this all day. But, I know I'm going to have to get up sooner or later. I look up to see the clock on the nightstand beside the bed and it's 6:30. I have to get up whether I like it or not.

I try to untangle myself without waking him. But, I fail and he opens his eyes and lifts his head up to look at me.

"Good morning sweetheart." He says with his raspy morning voice.

"Good morning to you too. Go back to sleep, I'm sorry I woke you."

He gets out of bed and I notice he is only wearing his boxers. He walks up to me and wraps his arms around my waist. I look up at him and see that he's giving me a worried look. Probably because of how he found me two days ago.

{Flashback}

I try to calm my breathing down and sleep. But it was no use. I continue to cry till it was 2 in morning and Ethan walked in tired and ready for bed...until he saw me crying.

"Baby, what's wrong?" He gets into bed and wraps his arms around me. I cuddle into him and fresh new tears begin.

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I took a deep breath before trying to talk.

"I...I'm such..a ho-horrible..person." I cry into his chest.

"You are not a horrible person. Who told you that? You are the most kindest person I have ever met." He pulled me in tighter and kissed the top of my head.

After about an hour I began to calm down and only tears were falling and my breathing was still shaking a bit. He looked down at me with worried eyes.

"Why are you crying, babe? Did somebody do something to you? The only time I remember you crying like this was when..." He paused. In that moment I think he figured out why I was crying.
"Is this because of her? Who brought her up?"

"It...It wasn't her fault. She was just talking to me on the phone...and she...she didn't mean to but when she..when she brought her up..." I began crying again but not as bad as I had started.

"You know she's alright. We can go visit if you want. Its been awhile since I've offered but now seems like a good time to go." He tried to sound comforting but I know he was upset that I was crying about this when it was so long ago.

He was right. It has been awhile, but every time he asked, I would always say no. I couldn't bear to see her like that. But he was also right that now would be a good time. I haven't seen her since me and Ethan moved to Chicago. Its been about a year and a half and ever since then, I asked my friends to not bring her up.

I looked up at him and saw that he was very concerned for my well-being. I wiped the tears away and took a deep breath. This was gonna be hard but I had to see her.

"Can we...visit her next week?"

The emotions on his face were hard to describe. First he looked worried, then concerned, then a bit of happiness knowing that I was doing this.

He pulled me closer to him, I snuggled into his chest taking a deep breath.

"Yes. We can go next week."

[End of flashback]

"I'm fine. I think work will help me a bit." I smiled before giving him a peck on his lips and walk towards the bathroom.

When I got out it was already 7:00 and I can smell bacon and eggs. I walk to the kitchen to see Ethan flipping the omelette in the pan, not noticing my presence. I clap when he flips it in the air again and he turns around and smiles. I can't help but let my eyes wander over his bare chest and down to his V-line and his sweatpants hanging over his hips. He definitely looked very sexy.

I walked over and wrapped my arms around him from behind and let my hands wander. I almost went down to his happy place but he chuckled and grabbed my hands before I can do anything. He turned around and kissed me before I can say anything. I kissed him back with more passion. He licked my lower lip asking for entrance and I immediately let him in. Our tongues danced for a little while before we have to pull away for air.

I give him a big smile and he returns it before turning around grabbing two plates and sets them on the table.

"Breakfast is ready!" He says with a smile.

After breakfast he heads to work and I leave half an hour after him. I arrive at the field at 9:00 and see that I'm the last person in the locker room. Great.

Oh wait, did I mention that I play soccer for a living. We're a very good team not number 1, yet. The Chicago Eagles. I'm hoping to get on the US women's soccer league but my coach won't consider me if I'm always late.

I change into my shorts, and my socks that stop at my knee, and then sliding in my shin guards. I tie my cleats on, throw my hair up into a high ponytail, and put my things in my locker before jogging out onto the field to see the rest of the girls stretching. Including Emily.

Before I could run up to her, my coach yells at me.

"Miss Luna, come over here this second!!" She definitely sounded angry.

Everyone looked at me as I jogged up to her. I couldn't help the fear that crossed my face when I saw her eyes were trying to kill me.

"We cannot have a Captain who is always late. You know you are one of the players I'm considering for the big leagues. We cannot have you fooling around with us. You are the best player on this team...skill wise. Your friend Emily over there is catching up to you, and she sometimes even comes early. You better watch it before someone takes your spot at the top. Do you hear me?" She screams the question loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Yes Coach!"

"Go and stretch before I have you taken off the team for good!" She said viciously.

I turned around and jogged up to Emily who was giving me a worried look. I shrugged at her and began to stretch. She knows I'm gonna want to talk to her after practice.

AN: Semi Long chapter cause I'm really bored. Let me know how it is so far and I always take recommendations and advice. Vote and follow. Will update very soon