Chapter 6

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MARCH 11TH, 2017 

I woke up this morning with a splitting headache and naked. Oh no. What did my drunk ass do last night?!

I reached over to the night stand to look at my phone and saw Kris had texted me and I winced at the brightness and read his text. "Baby girl, are you okay? I haven't heard from you in awhile, please answer me so I know you're okay."

I sighed and typed a respone. "Hey babe, I'm okay. I guess I got really drunk last night and I forgot to text you and now I'm feeling the consequences of it, I love you."

I sighed and rolled over to see an empty bed and that made me feel better, maybe I just slept naked last night. I got out of bed and threw on a random t-shirt and shorts and going into the bathroom. Holy shit I look like a train wreck. 

The boys do have a game tonight at 6:30 against the Dominican Republic and it's sold out and it's going to be an amazing atmosphere to be in and I couldn't wait. I looked over myself and saw the marking that I didn't want to on my neck. 

Fuck so I did cheat on Kris last night and I know I'm going to hate myself for it for the rest of my life and I know I can't hide this from him. All I want to know is who I did things with and what did I actually do?

I hopped in the shower trying to rid myself of the smell of alcohol that was highly present on my body, it was seeping through my pores and I couldn't help but tell myself over and over again that I'm never drinking again. 

I got out and wrapped myself in a towel as there was someone knocking at my door. I groaned when I saw it was Adam and I let him in. "Why are you just in a towel?" He asked as he walked into the room. 

I rolled my eyes and went back into the bathroom. "Well I just took a shower, why else?" I asked with a laugh. "Hey what happened last night?" I asked him coming out of the bathroom dressed now. 

He sighed and looked at me and then saw the mark on my neck. "Oh shit Skylar, what have you done?" He said and I sat down next to him. "I wish I could tell you, because honestly I don't know." I said. 

"Well you came in here with Christian and he came back twenty minutes after and told us nothing, so you'd have to ask him." He said patting my back. "Great, just what I don't want to do." I said rolling my eyes. 

"I really hope you know what you've gotten yourself into." He said getting up and leaving me alone. I went back into the bathroom and did my makeup to make it look like I didn't have a hickey on my neck and I straightened my hair to make it less noticeable. 

I put on a USA shirt and some shorts and then grabbed my things and went down to the lobby where the team was eating lunch. I saw Christian and we made eye contact and he broke it, so we did do something. Fuck my life.

I sat with Buster, Marcus and Adam, away from Christian. My phone kept vibrating in my pocket and I knew Kris was spamming me with texts and I didn't want to answer them because I felt so guilty about what I did with Christian. Even if I did anything, I still don't know what happened. 

The lunch was long and antagonizing because it was awkward because everyone seemed to know what happened between me and Christian, but me. Even though Adam said he didn't tell anyone what happened, it seemed like everyone knew what did. 

I finished my lunch and went out into the lobby to avoid the awkwardness in there and it just followed me out here when Christian sat down next to me. "Hey." He said and I smiled. "What happened between us last night? Obviously I was trashed so I don't remember a damn thing. Did we have sex?" I just wanted to jump right into it. 

"Yeah we did, really good sex. I'm sorry I didn't stay, I just felt so guilty of taking advantage of you." He said hanging his head low. "Then why did you? You know I am with Kris." I said and he shook his head. 

"You literally said please me and took off all your clothes. How could I not? You looked so good and I know I'm a douche for fucking things up. I just don't want to destroy our friendship." He said and I sighed and rubbed my temples. 

How could I be so fucking stupid and open myself up to him like that? "I'm sorry Christian. I'm so sorry." I said running out of the lobby and going to god knows where. I don't know how, but I ended up at the stadium and showed the guard my passes and went in and watched the near ending of the Colombia VS. Canada game. 

Colombia ended up winning and I went down to the clubhouse where the boys were just getting there. "Where did you go?" Adam said once he saw me. "I ran off because I couldn't stand the fact of what I did last night. I hate myself and I hate myself for hurting Kris even though he doesn't know what happened." I said sitting down on the couch. 

"Are you going to tell him?" He asked sitting next to me. I sighed and looked at him. "Honestly, I have to but I really don't want to." I said leaning my head on his shoulder and he rubbed my back. "It's all going to be okay." He said and I sighed. I really hoped it was going to be okay. 

I took out my phone from my pocket and saw that I had 50 missed calls from Kris 20 voicemails and 30 texts. Yeah, he cares a little too much. I hovered over his name and pressed the call button. 

"Sky? Oh my god you're alive, I was starting to worry. Are you okay?" He said as soon as he answered the call. "Yes Kris, I'm alive and I'm fine. I'm just busy with things." I said as I walked around the halls. 

"So what happened last night?" Fuck do I lie, or do I tell him the truth? "I got really drunk, that's all there is to it." He's going to ask if I slept with anyone and then I'm really going to have to tell him the truth. 

"Did you cheat on me?" He said barely above a whisper which made it hard to hear him with all the noise in the stadium. I didn't answer because I didn't know what to tell him. I was going to break his heart either way. 

"I'll take your silence as a yes. We'll talk about this when you get back to Vegas, I still love you Sky, no matter how bad you fucked up." He said and then he hung up. 

Oh what did I do to us?

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