Tragedy

Tragedy:25:

*Bella*
1 Month Later:
5:52 PM

"Shit." I mumbled to myself as I saw the time, shutting my text book and went upstairs.

I quickly grabbed some leggings, then Justin's basketball sweatshirt and changed.

I was running late for his game- which was supposed to start in 10 minutes.

This basketball game was probably the most I would see him all day.

Let's not be bitter now, Bella.

I sighed to myself, then grabbed my keys for the car after skipping down the steps.

I really wanted a soft pretzel though.

When I got to the arena, it was packed. Basketball is huge here.

I was just a grain of sand on these nights. There was the band- those stupid cheerleaders...and so many people in the stands.

I didn't have to push my way through much of a crowd- but there still was one. I found a seat up towards the middle of the bleachers, kind of towards the edge.

And there was my star point-guard, the ball in his hand as he tried to make a pass.

Goodness, he needs a hair cut. He could probably put it in a short little ponytail at this point.

We were up 13 and 0, which was fantastic for the amount of time they had been playing.

I did get here about 15 minutes late, but at least I'm here...although I still didn't know where Julie was.

Half time came pretty quickly though, probably because we were crushing the other team.

But I had to pee - and find Julie.

And there was already a line for the bathroom. I knew I should have gotten up a little earlier - I just didn't want to miss anything.

What does a pregnant woman have to do to pee?

"Guess who?" A pair of hands covered my eyes, a new smile curling along my lips.

"Justin?" I smiled, turning around so I could face him. "What are You doing out here?"

"I came to say hi really quickly, but I've gotta go back. I love you." He pecked my cheek, then jogged away, leaving me standing alone again.

"Nice to see you too."

That only made me a little more upset.

This is what it was like almost every single day. I got to see him - for just a split second.

I was lucky if I got a few responses to text messages. I was also now driving myself to class in the morning while he went in after me because his first class wasn't until 12:30 on most days or later. It didn't make sense for him to come early- so he slept.

I saw him unconscious most of the time- does that count? Because to me it doesn't.

Dammit, I miss him. I really miss him.

When I was out of the bathroom, I dug out my phone from my bag and called Julie, praying that she would hear it wherever she was in this.

"Hey! Where are you?"

"Where am I? Where are you? I haven't been able to find you this entire game."

"I'm on the right side, by our hoop. Here, I'll come down and find you."

"Okay, sounds good. I'm too little for this." I chuckled, making my way back into the arena where the boys were already on the court to start again.