Three Days Before The Super Bowl
New York City, New York
"What is this Russell?" you asked, eyeing the blonde girl laying next to him in the hotel bed. "(Y/N), its not what it looks like." "Yeah, it is what it looks like." You got your suit case and packed all your items inside it. "(Y/N), don't go. I promise it won't happen again. She doesn't me anything to me!" You vision became blurry. "Thats what you said the last time. And the time before that and the time before that" you trailed off, knowing it was more than three times this had happened. "I know, (Y/N), and I'm sorry." "Don't you get it Russell! Sorry means nothing to me anymore, You always give me these same sappy apologies and I'm sick of it!" He grasped your wrist. "(Y/N), please." You pried his fingers off of you, and ran out the hotel with suitcase in hand.
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You didn't know what to do. Here you were in New York City all alone sitting in an almost empty McDonalds. You had now where else to go, your closets family member was 8 hours away and you didn't have any money on you. Loud people came inside and you looked up. "(Y/N), what are doing here alone?" Colin asked, obviously concerned. You and Colin were best friends before and Russ got together, but Russell always tried to keep you away from Colin. "Russell is back to his same old antics" you stated, trying not to break down. Colin shook his head and sat down across from you. "(Y/N), why do you do this to yourself? Russell is nothing but trouble. He doesn't care about how hurt you are...you need to stop giving him these chances to get back with you." He grasped your hand. "I would never hurt you, (Y/N)." His lips were pressed to yours in that split second. "I love you, (Y/N)."
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1 Day Before The Super Bowl
"Is that good?" Colin questioned, looking at your cheesecake. You took up some on your fork and put it up to his mouth, he ate the cake off it. "Shit, that's good." He put a piece of his steak on his fork and put it up to your mouth. "Colin, I'm going to pop if I keep eating!" you laughed. "(Y/N)!" Russell stomped angrily towards you. "What the hell are you doing with him?!" he growled. "What do you care? Where's that bitch you were fucking?" "I told you, she didn't mean anything.. I love you." "That's bullshit and you know it!" Colin interfered, now towering over Russell, whom you could tell had been drinking. "You don't deserve her! All you're going to do is treat her like shit!" Colin stated, not lying one bit. "I love her!" Russell responded in a drunken rage."Stop it!" you yelled, becoming highly upset with the two arguing. You pulled Colin out of Russell's face. "Russell, I don't love you anymore...I did, but you didn't seem to care then. Colin..he loves me Russell, and I'm happy with him..." Russell grew angrier, if it was possible, face turning slightly red. "He's going to treat you the same, (Y/N), we're men." "Get the fuck out of here." His teammates, Michael Bennett and Mike Robinson came into the restaurant. "There you are!" Mike said walking up to Russell. "Come on Russ its time to go" Michael said, taking the quarterback's arm. The held Russell up as they left. Colin turned to you. "(Y/N), I promise, I will never, ever, treat you like he did. I will buy you everything, I'll spoil you to the day I die, and most importantly I'll love you..You're the most important person in my life and I'll prove that."
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