Hope you guys enjoy! Sorry it took so long but at least it wasn't another year before i posted.
My phone went off again, and I stared at the damned thing. The first few times that it went off I thought it was Chris calling. It wasn't. It was just Danny, Adam or my brother or sister. No one but Danny knew what had happened. My sister and brother were supposed to come down to visit me soon... What joy! Don't get me wrong I love them but it's just that I was so depressed. I haven't eaten in two days and haven't gotten out of bed for going on three.
I looked at the phone... it was coach, as much as I hated to I had to answer it.
"Hey Coach," I didn't even bother sitting up, I didn't want to move.
"Jason I need to see you in my office today,"
"What's wrong, Coach?"
"Is around one ok?" If he didn't want to talk about it over the phone I knew what it was about. Ryan.
"Yeah I will be down there," I sighed I was reluctant to go anywhere for anything.
"Thanks Jason,"
I hung up and looked up at the ceiling, where was he? I missed the simple bliss of waking up next to him in the morning. Why did I screw things up? My stupid mouth. Why did I try to be romantic? If I would have just told him I loved him when I realized it I would still have him, he would still be with me.
I got up and scratched my face... I was getting scruffy. I looked at the date on my phone... It's just been a week?! God it felt like it had been a month. What was I going to do?
I went to the master bathroom and looked around... the candles were still all in place, the towels, the oils, and even the dim light bulb was still in. I grabbed my things and I walked out quickly. I was still raw from the break up, and the sight of what should have been dug in deep. Hell I couldn't even sleep in my own room anymore... I was always sleeping in the guest room. I quickly got cleaned up and headed to Coach's office. I didn't bother shaving my face, there was no point anyways, chris was gone so there wasn't a reason for me to try to look good.
I hopped up in my truck and started it up. I looked over and saw a pair of his damned flip flops, he always had to take them off in the car for some reason. I don't know how long I sat there looking at those damned things before I straightened and then pulled the truck out of the parking spot.
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"Jason, come on in," Coach led me into his office and asked me to sit down. "You look like shit,"
"Thanks, Coach,"
"What happened, son?" He folded his hands on top of his stomach and reclined in his chair.
"Because of some stupid people and my stupid mouth I lost the best thing that ever happened to me,"
I noticed his face pale in color, "I see," He knew that I was gay.
"Why am I here?" I asked... I figured why... I just wanted it over.
"Jason, I hate to do this but there are some players on the team that feel uncomfortable with your...situation... I'm going to have to cut you,"
"That all coach?" I stood up.
"I'm sorry Jason, I honestly don't care what you do on your own time but by our contract I am supposed to make sure that the team members feel safe and comfortable"
"I understand, Coach, Have a nice day," As I walked out I felt a little bit of more of me crumble apart.
I heard Coach holler after me and I stopped I didn't turn towards him I just stood there. "Hey you aren't getting beaten up or picked on for this are you?" He said it kind of softly.
I busted up laughing then turned towards him. "Coach you know my record, if any one gave me shit about it, it would be their ass that's getting beaten,"
"I'm not supposed to condone violence but, that's good to hear," He patted my shoulder and gave me a sad smile.
"Thanks coach, that's the first time I laughed since..." I stopped myself. I didn't need to think about it here.
"Glad I could help in some small way," He scratched his jaw a minute thinking on something. "Well without you on the team there goes the championship, we still have Adam though,"
"...It would be hard but you could pull it off," I muttered.
"I want your help Jason, I don't feel right having to cut you and I think the team still needs you, I want you to help with some strategies maybe improve on the players skills, it would be behind the scenes kind of thing,"
"Thanks coach but I can't do that right now I'm just..."
"Give it some time Jason, you still have my number though, call me when you are ready," I nodded as he turned back around to go back to his office. I walked back to the truck felling slightly better, but reluctant to go back home too.
When I reached my truck I pulled out my phone, and dialed Danny's number. I asked him if he could help me with something, I knew he would heartily agree. After all I have done to help him. I think he always felt like he had to repay me in some way.
He was over at my house in no time, when I opened the door he stood there shocked at my appearance.
"Sorry I look so bad," I tried to smile but I don't think it worked well. "I got cut today,"
"I shouldn't have stared. I'm just not used to you being upset,"
"I understand, Could you just sweep up those petals?" I asked looking down at the floor where the reddish-brown dried up petals laid.
"This is the favor?" He looked at me like I was crazy. I guess my recent behavior was all over the place. First with dating Chris, then with sticking to it, trying to be romantic, the breakup, then this little thing getting me all worked up.
"I can't do it Danny. I break down every time I try, I just start feeling like shit and end up going to bed or drinking," I blushed but he nodded understanding.
"Why are there petals everywhere?" He asked as he went into the kitchen for the broom and started to sweep.
I sat down on a couch. "I was going to tell Chris I love him, I had petals as a path way to the island, where there is a present a rose and a card, then I ordered his favorite dish, to have a romantic meal. From there the petals lead to the bedroom and bathroom,"
"What happened then?! If you did that for me I would fall for you right there," He stopped his task and stood up quickly.
"He heard me in the locker rooms, I got pissed off at this guy when he asked if I was a fag, I told him I just kept Chris around so he could be popular, I was being sarcastic, Chris thought it was real I guess,"
"Have you tried to call him?" He said as he took the dust pan into the kitchen and emptied it in the trash. He stayed back there a minute probably looking at the presents I bought Chris that still sat on the island.
I took a deep breath, good the petals were gone now, "He wouldn't pick up my calls," I sighed and sunk into the couch, "Why would he anyways?"
"Jay," He came over and hugged me I hugged him back tightly, as my eyes started to sting. Good god what was happening to me?
"Why did you let him go? Why didn't you go after him?"
"Nothing I could've done nor could've said would have stopped him, he didn't want to forgive me Danny, I basically said that I wasn't gay and he was nothing to me... at least that's what he heard me say," We were silent for a minute before I continued. "Can you imagine hearing the guy you are in a relationship with say that you don't mean anything to him and that he isn't gay?!"
"He will come back around, Jay,"
"I doubt it, I would have done the same thing, Danny, I would have done the same thing he did grab my shit and leave from embarrassment, and betrayal. He had feelings for me and I crushed them with that one stupid sentence,"
"Jay-"