Over My Dead Body // A JJ Watt fanfiction

Chapter 4

AN: Hello lovelies! Thank you for stopping to read my story! I wrote this one awhile ago but never put it up and then I forgot about it and it got lost on the abyss that is my computer lol! I went through some old files and I stumbled on it and decided to post it. It was one of the first stories I ever wrote. I was going to just put it up as is but I read through it myself I realized how bad it really was lol. So I decided to revamp it here and there before posting it. I've gotten through the revamp of the first 15 chapters, and I haven't posted in forever so I decided I'd post a few and gauge interest. Feel free to let me know what you think! I love reading your thoughts!! :) xoxo

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Chapter 4

"Oh... Uhh... No... Not at all. Come here, sit down with me, and relax," Brian offered.

Trish's face scrunched up into a frown. "Uh huh," she answered skeptically. She made her way over to the opposite end of the couch from Brian and sat down. This also put her next to JJ who was sitting on the loveseat closest to her.

It was Brian who frowned this time. "What? Do I stink or something?" he asked sarcastically as he pretended to sniff his armpits.

"No," Trish answered, confused by his sudden attitude. "What's wrong with you?" she asked.

"Who said there's something wrong?"

"Uhhh... Well judging from your attitude all the sudden, it seems like there's something bothering you?"

"No," Brian snapped. "I just asked you to sit down with me and you went and sat all the way down at the other end of the couch."

"I just sat down on the couch like you asked me to. I didn't know I had to sit directly next to you..."

Brian shrugged. "Sit wherever you want, I don't really care," he shot back.

Trish's jaw tightened with anger. "Whatever Brian! Let me know when you get off your man-eriod," she snapped as she got up off the couch and headed for the stairs in a huff.

JJ and Arian's eyes followed her as she left the room. They both were silent. Brian sighed. His words replayed in his head and he could hear the sharp nastiness to his tone. He didn't mean to sound as mean as it had come out. He winced when he heard the door to her room slam shut.

"What the hell is your problem?" Arian finally asked after a few minutes.

Brian had nothing so he just shrugged and shook his head.

"That poor girl didn't do a damn thing and you just went and jumped all over her shit for sitting down on the couch?" Arian scolded.

"Arian... Not now..."

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Brian stood silently next to her bed just watching her sleep. He still felt pretty bad for snapping at Trish the night before. He had spent the better part of the previous night trying to come up with a way to make it up to her. He sighed softly before kissing the top of her head and heading out the door to his morning practice.

After parking, Brian slid out of his car and trudged his way towards the player's entrance. He was tired and his body ached. Truth be told, he really wanted no part in going to work today, but it was too late to skip out now.

"Yo B-Dawg!"

Brian nodded acknowledgement of Arian's greeting. "Yo, sup?"

"Nada. You ready to get it in today?"