Crossing The Line

Chapter Sixty Two

Kelley's POV

A month has passed since Morgan had left me to be with Chloe and things haven't been easy. I was starting to realize how Morgan felt when I was coma. She was alone, and here I was, just as alone as she was.

Alex went to California for her mom's birthday so it was just me at the apartment and I felt even more alone. There was nothing for me to do and I was putting my life to waste and I was ashamed for taking life for granted.

A couple days ago, I went out to get coffee and when I saw Morgan and Chloe there, I felt this feeling that I have never felt in my entire life. It was anger, jealously, frustration. All those feelings mixed into one and it made me feel worse inside. I hated seeing them together but Morgan seemed happy and god, I hope she really was.

I let out a sigh as I got out of bed, it was one in the afternoon after spending the entire morning in bed. I brushed my teeth, took a shower, and I changed into a new set of clean clothes. Today, I decided to keep myself busy by doing the laundry and cleaning the kitchen.

It was amazing to see how much you could get done in a day and by the time I was finished cleaning the kitchen, it was already five at night. I let out yet another sigh as I sat on my couch and opened up a can of beer.

Drinking away the problems was never going to be the answer to any of my problems but I did it anyway. It was all I could really do that seemed "fun". Then, there was a knock on my door and the only person who I could possibly think of was Alex.

"Come in!" I say loud enough for her to hear. The door opened and Christen Press appeared in the door frame and I was surprised to see her. "Christen? What are you doing here?" 

"Just thought my Stanford girl could use a little company." She says with a smile as she pulls a luggage in front of her.

"You flew all the way here?" I ask, confused to why she was actually here.

"Yeah, I met up with Alex in California and well... she said you could use some company and I guess I did to." Christen says with a smile as I walk over to her and she wraps me into a hug.

Christen and I go way back, she was my best friend in college and she is really part of the reason why I am the person that I am. We helped each other accomplish our dreams with playing professional soccer and here we are both on the USWNT.

We ordered Chinese take out and sat on my couch to catch up on life and what we've been doing with our free time since we didn't have camp until next month.

"So really, how are you?" Christen asks as she looks at me curiously.

"I'm guessing Alex told you." I say as I play with the chopsticks in my hand and Christen nodded. "I'm fine really." I say as I force a smile and she gave me a look that I know to well. "Okay, I'm really not. I just feel so alone, y'know? I'm angry and jealous all the time and all I think about is Morgan."

"Morgan has moved on, Kelley and you should do the same. You can't get stuck in the past like this, it's not healthy."

"I know.... I just don't feel good about myself anymore. I'm not the person I once was, Christen."

"Have you been out on the pitch lately? It usually clears your mind." Christen suggests but I shake my head no.

"Haven't been out in a while." I say while running my hand through my hair and Christen let out a sigh. And it went silent between the two of us.

"Tomorrow, you and I are going shopping." Christen says as she stands up and throws our trash away.

"Seriously?" I ask as I show Christen the spare bedroom that we have.

"Dead serious. You could use some sun." Christen says with a wink before she says good night and I left her alone. I walked into my room and laid on my bed and for some reason it wasn't Morgan that was on my mind. 

It was Christen.

*

Morgan's POV

I felt my body jerk underneath Chloe as she gave me one last kiss before climbing off of me. I wrapped an arm around her as she snuggled into my side. I can't even remember what it was like to have sex with Kelley but all I know is that it was amazing with Chloe.

"You're beautiful." She whispers into my ear and I felt a smile form on my face as I stared down at her. Chloe was a beautiful person inside and out. Her smile had the ability to make me smile, and her eyes had the ability for me to get lost in them.

She grabbed my hand and kissed all of my fingers before I found her looking down at the pale white scars on my wrist.

"Did it hurt?" She asked me and I silently shake my head no. 

"Not one bit. That's what made it so easy to do." I say and she just nods before sitting up and looking down at me. 

"What's this from?" She asks as she points to a scar that was right underneath my breasts.

"My mom, she kicked me when I was ten." I reply. Then, she pointed to a rather big scar that was on my side. "That's from a guy who came to my house just to beat me up, my mom brought him."

"And this?" Chloe asks and I can feel her tracing a scar that was on my back.

"Kids at school." 

"Morgan... I'm really sorry you had to go through all of that." Chloe whispers and I saw a tear rolling down my cheek.

"It's okay... they don't hurt anymore." I say as she lays back down and she wraps me into her arms. It was moments like these where I felt like nothing could ever hurt me.

"Morgan.... I.... I love you."

I felt  butterflies in my stomach when she said those three words. Chloe loved me.

"I love you too, Chloe."