✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
"Listen, please just make my job easy for the both of us okay?" I said sternly to Jimmy as he took off his sweaty tank top.
"You're the one who came into the locker room and tried to punch me, I think you're the one who can't get along."...
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The three days I took off of work were emotionally brutal, I spent the days in a deep depression. I stayed in bed, cried, and ate junk food. I didn't get out of bed for any reason, not even to shower or change my clothes.
I couldn't bring myself to do anything, all I wanted to do was be sad and think about Jimmy.
I told Shanahan that my roommate and I were taking a spontaneous roadtrip in the three days I took off, which was a lie. I didn't care though, he's the one who made me keep this detrimental secret from Jimmy, so I deserved these days off.
Kiara and George were always worried about me. They tried to get me to get out of bed every chance they could, but I refused. I didn't wanna act happy when I wasn't ready.
When the last day of my hiatus rolled around, I felt more ready to carry on as I normally would. I still felt like shit and depressed, but I knew I had to pull my head out of my ass at some point.
I finally got out of bed and shuffled down the stairs in my slippers. I knew if I wanted to seem okay at work I had to numb my feelings completely, there was just no other way to function at this point.
When I entered the kitchen for dinner, George and Kiara's faces lit up at the sight of me out of bed.
"Hey, there she is." George said with a happy smile as I sat down at the kitchen table.
"I made chicken alfredo, your favorite." Kiara said with a sweet smile as she handed me a plate.
"Thanks." I said with a slight smile as I sat down at the kitchen table before spining the pasta around my fork. "So how's practice been without me?" I asked George curiously.
"A shit show honestly." George answered frankly before continuing. "Claire wants to jump down Keiana's throat, Jimmy is as grumpy as I've ever seen him, and Shanahan asks me if you're okay every single day. I honestly think he smells a rat." George admitted as I ate another spoonful of pasta.
"Great, well is everyone ready for tomorrow's game at least?" I asked George curiously.
"Yeah, we're ready to go. The real question is are you?" George asked me sympathetically. I smiled slightly at his concern and nodded slowly.
