Chapter 11

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Mia's P.O.V

Friday.

After the game I thought I was going to spend time with Stephen celebrate his big win. I was on the field, we normally meet up at the field after a big win.

After 30 minutes I called his phone but he didn't answer. I called again still no answer, I then assumed he went home to change so I called his mother.

Call.

Mia: Hello Mrs.Stone, this is Mia I'm looking for you're son.

Mrs. Stone: oh my son's not home he went to the Grey's house for a sleepover.

Mia: Grey? As in Illiana Grey?

Mrs. Stone: there having a small, intimate movie night to celebrate.

Mia: Thank you so much. I need to go, have a good day ma'am

Mrs.Stone: No problem good day.

End Call.

100 thoughts ran through my mind I was beyond shook. I didn't know if I should cry or drive my car straight to that bitches house and jump her. I knew one thing, I need a bottle. The team came out with a chant.

"Kyle! Where are you guys going!?" I called out.

"Lucky lucy" he hollered back.

Eww why would they go to a prostitute joint? Whatever I needed the escape anyway.

"Can I come with?" I asked putting on my best smile.

"Sure..." he said with slight hesitation.

We got to the bar and I ordered us a few rounds on my card. We drank and drank and drank. I'm surprised that they didn't run out of alcohol.

BLACK OUT.

I woke up, I didn't have anything on I was butt naked. I was laying on a water bed. And there were two huge lava laps. Did I time travel where the hell am I. Rook walked out of the room with a towel covering his lower body and drying his hair with another.

"Damn last night was a blast, I get what Stephen Sees in you now." he said drying his hair.

"What the fuck happened?" I asked with a my brain banging against my skull.

"Oh you don't remember the club, I damn well know that the workout we did yesterday was unforgettable." He boasted.

"Explain asshat" I said.

"Well, we were getting lit then you kissed me and said we should take it to my place. I said we shouldn't cause you're dating Stephen the you said, and I quote I don't give a fuck about Stephen I wanna fuck you. Then we came back, the rest is history earth shaking history." He said.

Just then flashbacks started of Rook andi fucking came. Damn FUCK. SHIT WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO.

"Where are my clothes?" I asked

"Your pants are on the foosball table. Yor bra is on the stair case and your shirt is on underneath yout butt." He informed me.

~Monday~

I didn't speak to Stephen all weekend but I thought I could act like Friday didn't happen.

"Hey babe" I said running toward him giving him a big hug.

He wripped me off his body as if I were some kind of sticker.

"What's wrong?" I asked heart beating 10000 time a second.

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