Love The Game: Overtime

Chapter 21

Sara's POV

Its 3 in the morning and Avery still isn't home. I've called and text her a hundred times. I feel terrible. I shouldn't have said those things. I shouldn't have said what I said about Kris. It absolutely killed Ave when Kris cut her out. I knew that. Avery was in a bad mood for almost two weeks when that happened. I shouldn't have said that.

I called her again and it just rang and rang. I'm alone sitting on our couch waiting for her to come home. I wish she would at least text me and tell me she's still alive. I'm so worried. Alex text me about 15 times asking if I'm okay. I haven't talked to anyone since Avery left. I don't want to. I only want to talk to her. I want her to come home and for us to talk about everything that happened and I want her to wrap me in her arms and tell me that everything's going to be okay. Thinking about that and all of this made me cry.

Avery and I have been through a lot, and when we were going through it, all I wanted was for her to be okay. All I wanted was for her to be able to get through it without destroying herself in the process. So, I was okay with everything. Or at least I tried to be. But it really bothered me when she ran to Kris every time. It bothered me that Callie tried to kiss her and she still hung out with her. That she still would talk to her even when I told her I didn't trust her. I went to Avery's bedroom and sat on her bed. I text her again, begging her to please come home. I got under her covers and wrapped myself in her blanket. It smells like her. I was starting to fall asleep when I heard my phone buzz. I sat up really quick and looked for my phone. When I found it I saw that it was just Alex checking up on me.

She come home yet?

No...

I'm sorry Sara. Do you want me to go over?

No. It's okay.

Alright well let me know if you need anything.

I didn't text her back. I was still in my regular clothes from today so I got out of the bed and looked through Avery's closet for a shirt. As I was looking through them I saw the black cotton long sleeve. I pulled it out and looked at it. On the back was Avery's name and number. She was wearing this the first night she invited me over for a movie night. I put it on and then started crying a bit more. This whole thing just seems to hurt so much. Everything hurts and it's always hard to breathe and sometimes it just physically hurts my chest to think about everything that's going on. I wish she'd come home.

I got back under the covers and let the warmth from her blankets surround me. I just kept waiting. Kept thinking about how much I love her. And I just want to work this out. I love her so much. I waited so long I fell asleep in her bed, still hoping she was okay.