Love The Game: Overtime

Chapter 8

I woke up the next morning to someone knocking on the door. Sara and I had a somewhat wild night once we got home. Sara wanted to use something that was hidden in a black box under the bed. We have our own place now but she still hides things in the same places. The black box is under the bed. Her spare cash is in her first pair of basketball shoes, the left one, in a box in the back of the closet. She's such a dork.

"Who the fuck is that." Sara mumbled in her sleep.

"I don't know. Maybe they'll go away." I said as I pulled Sara closer to me. They didn't. They kept knocking.

"Ave go get the door." Sara moaned.

"You get it." She started pushing me out of the bed. Ugh.

"Fine." I got out of the bed and realized I was only in my underwear. I grabbed a shirt out of Sara's closet and put it on along with some shorts. I stumbled out of the room and ended up hitting my foot on the door.

"Fuck." I screamed.

"You're fine." Sara said from the bed. She's really not a morning person at all. I limped to the door and reached for the knob. When I opened it the last person I was expecting to see in front of me was Callie. I was just sort of staring at her until I remembered what happened last night and how I ran out of there. I felt my whole body stiffen up just a little bit.

"Hey." She said flatly.

"How do you know where I live?"

"You have your locations on for snap chat." Damn, Sara was supposed to take that off for me. I walked out into the hall and closed the door behind me.

"What're you doing here?" I'm genuinely confused. I kept staring at Callie. Her response was to fidget with a strand of hair that fell around her face, but not in a weird way. Some people are weird about it.

"I wanted to apologize for last night."

"It's fine Callie." It's not but I don't want to hurt her feelings. Plus, I play with her, I don't need any drama.

"No, it's not. I know you have a girlfriend and I'm not even..." She looked down at her hands. "I just came to say I'm sorry Avery, and I hope your girlfriend doesn't hate me now." I haven't even told Sara. I honestly don't know if I even planned on telling her. I don't want to lie to her but I don't want her to worry every time I'm with Callie. I'd never do anything to hurt Sara. I love her more than anyone. Callie was still staring at me.

"It's fine Cal." Did I just call her Cal?

"Did you call me Cal?" she laughed and so did I.

"It's early, leave me alone." I joked as I pushed her shoulder.

"Okay well I'll see you Monday Avery." I just waved and went back inside. When I walked back into Sara's room she was still asleep on the bed. I crawled in with her and pulled her close to me.

"Who was that?" she mumbled

"Callie stopped by to tell me something." Sara turned so she was facing me.

"Everything okay?" I ran my thumb over her eyebrow.

"Yeah it's all good. Now go back to sleep." Sara closed her eyes and nodded. I want to tell Sara about last night, and what happened. But I don't want her to worry. I don't want her to feel threatened. I know she probably won't but I don't even want to chance it. Callie's on my team and everything gets so complicated when I can't just stop talking or seeing someone because they came on to me. Back when Sara and I were just getting together I almost fucked everything up because Kris kissed me. Even after that Sara let me hang out with her but I know it bothered her. Especially because I ran to Kris every time she needed me. Every single time I went to make sure she was okay. I'm not going to do that to Sara. Not again. Sara is my main priority over everyone. Callie means nothing to me, so why should I worry Sara when there's nothing to freak out about.

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"Callie came onto you Friday night?" I was in the living room Sunday afternoon watching a movie on Disney plus when Sara screamed this from her room. She walked into the living room a second later and she did not look happy. I stood up from the couch real quick and put my hands forward.

"I can explain."

"Go ahead." She didn't seem pissed, but she sure as hell wasn't happy.

"Callie was drunk and when you went to get a drink she pulled me onto the dancefloor. She started dancing. She started to get a little too close to me so I ran. I found you and we left. I swear that's all." Sara cocked her eyebrow at me and crossed her arms. I took a step closer to her.

"And yesterday morning what did she want."

"She stopped by to apologize. She said she's not even gay and that she was just drunk, and that she was sorry and she didn't want you to hate her."

"Why didn't you tell me any of this?"

"I didn't want to worry you. I'm sorry. I should have told you. I promise I ran out of there and I didn't look back." Sara let out a tired sigh, then I saw her face soften. She rubbed her hand over her right shoulder. This was a new habit she'd picked up since the accident.

"Ave you know I'm not going to freak out and tell you that you can never see her again. I didn't do that with Kris and you guys were closer than you and Callie. I trust you. But I don't want to have to find these things out from my friends and not you." Guilt was consuming me.

"I know. You're right. I just... I put you through so much last year that I don't want to ever do anything to hurt you. I still remember the way you looked at me that night Kris told you."

"Ave that was a long time ago. I've told you a hundred times that I forgive you. Just don't keep things from me. That's all I ask. I know you play with her and that you're going to have to see her. But if something like this ever happens again I am definitely going to kick her ass." I smiled at Sara and wrapped my arms around her.

"If she ever does it again I'll help you kick her ass." Sara wrapped her arms around me and I could feel her laughing.

"I love you Sara."

"I love you too Avery."