We have all read stories about a girl falling for a bad boy.
We have all also read stories about a girl falling for her childhood best friend.
Well, what if she had to choose between the two?
Welcome to the rollercoaster life of Adrianna Brooks!
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As I register what Chris just said, my lips part in utter shock and I focus my attention on the woman standing in front of us. Her face remains pale as a small smile plays on her thin lips. Grey eyes shine underneath the big lashes as she stares at him, black bangs falling over her forehead.
"Hi honey." She takes a step closer, her smile growing but Chris seems to be in a trance as he continues to stare at her.
But I see the way his fingers curl into a fist, the colour leaving his face as he turns pale, the movement of his adam's apple as he gulps but his eyes never leave her face.
When I notice that Hailey takes it upon herself to close the distance, I take a step forward, "He has a restraining order against you, in case you're forgetting."
She frowns at me, "And who are you?"
"It doesn't really matter," I glare at her, "You need to leave, you're not even supposed to be here."
"My jail period terminated, so did everything else." She tries to argue, looking at her son.
He looks like he has seen a ghost so if she thinks he's going to defend her, she has lost her mind. "That's not how law works. Your jail period might have been terminated on good behaviour or whatever shit, but the restraining order is still applicable."
"Topher, you're just going to let her disrespect me like this?" She looks at him.
"Don't call me that!" He finally snaps, glaring at her as he takes a reluctant step forward, his arm coming around my shoulder as he pulls me to himself, "Leave now. Before I call 911."
Her mouth falls open at his words, "I would leave right now, but I'm not going away that easily." She tells him before turning around to leave.
As soon as she's out of sight, I pull Chris away from the entrance of locker rooms because almost half the team would be out any time. I take him down a secluded hallway and when I'm sure we wouldn't be disturbed, I look at him.
"Jay.." I step forward, reaching to touch his cheek but he physically flinches away, making me drop my hand as a knot twists painfully in my stomach at his reaction.
"Tell me that she wasn't there." He looks at me, his eyes pleading but I just shake my head.
"I'm sorry." I bite on my tongue, "I'm so sorry." I whisper and he lets out a laboured breath.
"She has at least three more years of jail time." He mumbles to himself, his hands roughly tugging at his hair as he continues to stare at the ground. "I want to go home."
"Okay. Give me your keys." I hold my hand out and he scowls at me even further.
"I can drive." He argues but I shake my head, not letting this one go.
"You would be rash, I know you! Now, keys." I nod my head towards my hands and he lets out a grumble before pulling them out of his pockets and giving it to me. "We'll go down this way so we don't run into anyone, cool?"
