Love The Game: Overtime

Chapter 19

I drove the short distance from the gym back to our apartment. The entire time I was trying to think of what I would say to Sara when I got home. I'm still angry and I don't want to apologize but I know I'm going to do it anyways. Whenever I would get into it with Kris, she would always stop in the middle of the argument and apologize. It would piss me off monumentally but then she would say she'd rather lose the argument than the person, but hell, I always wanted to win the argument. It wasn't until now that I realized what she meant.

When I got to the apartment I stayed in my car thinking and rethinking and overthinking for 20 minutes. I'm dreading this so much, but I'm not even sure why. I feel like Sara and I have just been drifting apart. I love her, with all my heart but I don't know, things just seem different.

After I finally worked up the nerve to go inside I grabbed my back pack and my other things and went up the stairs. I got my key out of my bag and unlocked the door. When I opened the door, I walked towards the kitchen because that's where I heard some rustling. I set my stuff down in my room and then continued into the kitchen where Sara was pouring herself a glass of wine. Her hip was popped out and her hair was falling in long messy waves so I couldn't really see her face.

"You want one?" She didn't look up at me and her voice still had attitude, but there was something else in it. I couldn't place it.

"Uh, yeah. Sure." I walked over to her and put my elbow on the counter and placed my head in my hand. Sara slid me my glass and didn't look at me.

"Sara I..."

"It's fine Ave." This threw me off. She didn't sound right.

"Sara what's wrong?" When she finally looked up at me her eyes were red like she'd been crying.

"Sara, baby, what happened?" I put my hands on her face and then brought her to me.

"Avery I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." She was crying into my chest now and I don't know why.

"No Sara I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I love you so much. I'm so sorry for this morning." Sara pulled back, shook her head, and wiped her eyes.

"You were right. Presley's no good."

"What're you talking about? What did she do? I'll kill her."

"I was telling her about this morning. I was angry and I just needed to talk about it, but then Presley blew up and said that you were all these horrible things and that I don't deserve this and that I should just break up with you." I felt my breathing stop.

"Ave, I got so mad and I told her that she doesn't know anything about us and that she needs to stop talking about you. Alex and Eric said that they're on my side of this and that Presley had no right to say anything about you and now we're all in this big fight and I'm tired of fighting."

"Sara I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry for all of this. If I hadn't gotten so mad earlier you wouldn't have had to tell Presley and it wouldn't have started this fight." Sara wiped more tears out of her eyes and then wrapped her arms around me again.

"No Ave I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been skipping class. I shouldn't have been fighting with you. I should have never listened to Presley. About anything." I looked down at Sara and just started crying. I hate seeing her like this. I hate seeing her cry. I hate being the reason she cries.

"Avery why are you crying?" I wanted to laugh.

"Because you're crying." Sara smiled and then kissed my cheek. I stood there for a second just staring at her. She's beautiful even when she's crying. After a second or two I saw another tear fall down her face. She grabbed our glasses and the bottle then walked to the bathroom.

"Come on." I followed Sara to the bathroom where she was making a bath. She got everything ready, then put her hair in a messy bun and took her clothes off. I took off my clothes and got in with her. Sara's eyes were still red. The bubbles were so high up that they covered her breasts. The loose strands of her bun were wet on the ends and I could see her bare skin was hot and soft. Her honey brown eyes were finally starting to go back to normal. She held onto her glass of wine in one hand and my hand in the other.

"Avery..."

"Yes?"

"How have you been?" I thought this was a silly question but Sara looked dead serious. I looked down at my wine for a bit. I looked back up at Sara, took a breath and said

"Honestly, I've been having a terrible time. I keep doing and saying the wrong things. I don't mean to but I keep messing up and I keep hurting you."

"It's not all your fault. I haven't been making it any easier. I shouldn't have lied to you about class and..." Her eyes started to get watery again.

"I know you love me, and I know you'd never do anything with Callie, but the thought of losing you terrifies me." Now I'm crying again.

"Sara you are the only person that I want to be with. When something happens, when I can't stop thinking, when I'm losing my mind and I can't get out of my head I want you. I want you to be the one who loves me. Only you. And I want to be there for you. I want to always be the one that makes you smile when you want to cry, because I love you." I let go of Sara's hand wiped her tears with my thumb. I then moved my hand up to her eyebrow and ran my thumb over her scar.

"When you were in the hospital, that was one of the scariest days of my life. When I was racing to the hospital all I could think was 'I can't lose her. Please God, I can't lose her'. I know we aren't the same people we were back then, but no matter who we become I'll always want you. Even if you turn into a werewolf." At this Sara pushed my shoulder and the water around us moved.

"Actually, that would be kind of cool. You should think about turning into a werewolf." I smiled. Sara sniffled a bit and then looked at me.

"When I first met you Ave I knew you were in love with her. I could see it in your eyes when you talked about her. I didn't want to fall for you. I told myself that I would never love you because you loved her, but then everything changed. There was one night when I stayed at your house, and you were talking in your sleep. You were talking about her. I don't remember what you were saying but I knew it was something you wouldn't have wanted me to hear if you were awake. I couldn't sleep the rest of the night because I was so hurt and angry with myself and with you because I wanted you to look at me the way you did at her. That was the night I knew that I was falling in love with you. Then you woke up suddenly and you went into the living room and called her. That morning I text my mom to pick me up because I didn't want to be there when you woke up. Later that day was when Kris ambushed you with Mack in her room." Sara was still looking down at her glass of wine. I remember that day, I remember that night. I had a dream about Kris and I ended up getting up in the middle of the night to call Kris because I thought she was the only one I could talk to. I didn't know Sara was awake, I didn't know she'd heard me. I didn't know I'd hurt her this much.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know..." The words were hard to get out and they hurt to say.

"I'm sorry Ave. I didn't tell you that to make you feel bad. I just want you to know just how much I love you. How much I always have."

"Sara it took me way too long to realize what I had right in front of me. But I promise you I will never forget it. I'd lose a part of me if I lost you." Sara smiled at me then leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I placed my hand at the place where her neck meets her jaw and looked into her honey brown eyes.

"You're perfect." She put her hand on mine, smiled and shook her head.

"I'm not. I am so imperfect."

"Your imperfections make you perfect." She laughed a little bit.

"That makes no sense." I smiled and said

"Yes it does, shut up." I then leaned in and put my lips on hers. She drives me crazy, and makes me so angry and makes me worry but I wouldn't ask for anyone else. I'd rather have one bad day with her than 100 good days with anyone else.