MLB Imagines

Eric Hosmer

For Camillebis13
I woke up on a cool January morning, to find that my husband, Eric Hosmer, was not next to me. It wasn't unusual for him to wake up early and go to the gym, but he just went yesterday, so I knew something was up. I crawl out of bed, and head downstairs, hoping to find Eric. It didn't take long for me to find him, but when I did, my heart broke. He was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands, and it was obvious that he had been crying. I rush to him, and ask "Babe what happened?", I am preparing myself for the worst, and when he looks up at me with tear filled eyes, and takes a shaky breath I know something terrible has happened. " It's Yordano Ventura, he was killed last night.", he could barely get through the sentence without crying. My heart drops and I am having trouble comprehending what he just told me. The only thing I can think to do is hug him, and as I am engulfed in his embrace, I start crying into his chest and I feel his comforting hand rub my back. We sit in silence for what seems like an eternity Eric speaks," I've been in contact with my team, and they are all going to head down to the Dominican Republic, so we can say our final goodbyes, and I was hoping that we could both go with them." I can see the pain in his eyes as he talks about having to say goodbye forever to his teammate, and close friend. " Of course we can go, I think we both need to say our goodbyes.", I tell him, and we go back to hugging each other in silence.
1 week later
Eric and I, almost no with the rest of the Kansas City Royals are on a plane destined for the Dominican Republic. The mood was quite somber, as all of us were still mourning the loss of Yordano Ventura. We arrive and are quickly escorted to our hotel. It was late and tomorrow we would officially be saying our final goodbyes Yordano. I cuddled up to Eric, and before I can fall asleep he whispers, " Thank you Camille, it means so much to me that you are here to support me and the team," I smile knowing that I can provide at least some comfort in this time of sorrow. The next day all of the players and their wives or girlfriends, including Eric and I are watching Yordano Ventura be lowered into the ground. Everyone's faces are covered in tears, and even the sky was covered In dark clouds. As we all made our way to the bus that took us here, I could feel a calm wash over us, and although we all lost a great friend,  we knew that he was at peace. There was also a overwhelming need to take it all this upcoming season, all in the honour of a great young player, and person that was taken from us way to soon, Yordano Ventura.