My 3rd Try With The 3rd Basemen| Kris Bryant

6| The Winner and the Loser

The guys ended up winning 4-2 to the Dodgers. I ran to give Kris a hug out on the field after the win, but he started talking to someone else. Another girl. I ran right around near them, and tried to listen in to their conversation. "I'm sorry." "What should you be sorry for?" He asked rubbing her arm. She shoved him off lightly.

"I'm moving back to Vegas tomorrow and..." She started crying and he pulled her into a hug, she looked like she didn't want him to, but didn't stop him. "Annie it's fine we can still call each other." After that it was just all murmurs as I walked back to the dugout slowly. Just thinking. Was that his girlfriend, friend, sister, I just don't know.

About 5 minutes later he walked into the dugout, looking at me, but when I looked back he looked away. He went to his locker, and didn't say anything. Not even to Anthony. It was obviously more than a friend if he was that upset. He noticed me walk out and tried to come after me, but I just wasn't in the mood.

He tried to grab my hand, I let him. Looking into his stupid blue eyes, put on a straight face instead of a frown, and stared. We had stood there for awhile, because Anthony came up to our side and started being energetic. "Why are you both so serious?" A huge smile on his face. I got my hand out of his grip and crossed my arms.

"I should really get going." I said looking down at my feet. As I was turning around, he tries to explain, but before he can finish his sentence and I'm already up the stairs, head in hands. I was so mad, sad, and angry. Who was she?! I started crying, as I was unlocking my car. I got in and just sat there for who knows how long.

Someone knocked on the window but I just sat there. My face was tear soaked and I didn't want to look stupid. They knocked again and I heard a familiar voice. "Can I come in?" I hesitated for a moment but then shook my head yes. He got in on the passenger side. "Please be honest" I sniffled. "Why are you mad at me?" I lifted up my head and looked towards him.

He looked at me, my face, and looked more depressed than he originally was. "Who was that girl you were talking to?" I eventually sniffed out. "That's my sister. She moved out here to support me, but she can't be here anymore." He said, being careful with his words. "That's your sister, I should have known, I noticed her eyes."

He chuckled a little but and looked away. I found a tissue in the glove box and wiped my eyes and all around my face. "So are we good now?" He said surging in that cute way he does. "Yes." I said giving a small smile. He got out of the car and ran to his car. By that time almost everyone left, and Riz was just coming out to his car.

He started talking to Kris as I watched looking at their jerseys with names on them. A duffel bag slung over both their backs. I smiled as I slipped the key into the slot and turned it, as the car started. I drove the few blocks back to my house and parked my car in the parking garage.

When I got in my apartment I threw on some Adidas sweatpants and a North Face hoodie, not bothering to change my shirt. I'm glad things were all cleared up with Kris, but I still don't understand the entire situation. What exactly did they talk about after I walked back to the dugout?

I can't understand, because it wasn't my business. So instead of feeling strange I got myself some Spaghettios. As I was heating those up I got myself orange juice. It was layer in the day, but I didn't care. I just wanted to feel comfortable. After I sat down on my queen size bed I turned Netflix on on my new TV and started watching Supernatural.

Kris called me later but I just ignored him, instead we texted, I didn't feel like talking so that's what I resorted to.

Me: hey what's up

Kris: just wanted to make sure we're still on good terms

Me: yes we are I promise

I lied. I hated lying but it was one of the things I did when I didn't want to admit my feelings.

Kris: OK just making sure :)

I smiled and leaned my head back against my bed stand. I loved having someone who cared about me that wasn't 6,000 miles away. I sat back up snapping into reality and pressed play on my show again. At that part Dean was slapping sense back into Sam, he always did that so I laughed.

I ended up watching the rest of the series. I checked my phone yawning. 12:47. I had to get up around 8 the next morning so I threw my head under the pillow and was out before I knew it.

I woke up around 3:40 still not being able to sleep. I turned on my TV and went to Disney Channel to see if they had any reruns on this week. They had Hannah Montana on so that's what I resorted to until 5:30. I was going to miss my doctors apoitment at 10 but I didn't care, so I crashed actually falling asleep this time.

I woke up at 1 with 23 text messages. I checked them all, all being from Kris. He thought I was dead, so I frantically texted back.

Me: I'M NOT DEAD just overslept

Kris: you overslept? to 1?

Me: it's this little thing called I COULDN'T SLEEP.

Kris: OK fine you want to go out to dinner... around 7?

Me: Sure, you pick me up 6:30?

Kris: Yes ;)

He never ceased to amaze me. I walked into my bathroom with my clothes to get a shower. I decided to go more casual this time. I loved him. Yes I know it's a little early but I can't help it.

I'm in love with Kris Bryant

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