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Tatum POV“Where the fuck have you been? Why isn’t anyone telling me where you are, a bunch of useless dicks,” Thatcher says as soon as he answers the phone without even saying hello, and I close my eyes shut. I can’t believe I ever liked him, he is so obscure. What did I see on him? I guess I was just young, stupid, and naïve.“No one is telling you anything because it’s none of their business, or yours by the way,” I say and he takes a deep breath and I know he is pissed. I know he is about to lose his shit. I should’ve kept my mouth shut, but I am tired of being the good girl. I am tired of being the one used and abused. I am tired of everyone doing whatever they want and I am the one suffering the consequences. Enough is enough.“Look, whatever it is you want it’s gonna have to wait, I will be at the game later,” I say and I can hear him throwing something, maybe a glass against a wall maybe, because I can hear the shattering of glass in the background.“You’re annoying me, Tatum,
Fred POV Leaving Tatum was the hardest thing I had to do in my life, especially after what she went through. I still can’t believe Thunder did that. I never really thought he was my friend, but I saw him as a half-decent guy. Julien called me today as the girl from my case was being interrogated again today. Apparently, her lies keep surfacing and things are getting bad for her. A witness came through with some footage from the party, and there it’s visible that I was pushing her away from me, and that I was way too intoxicated. Julien is trying to spin things around. He is going to go after her for sexual harassment to me. He says he has enough evidence now that she lied and manipulated a situation, not to mention what Thunder said in front of three witnesses. Tatum is really a very strong woman, not everyone would be able to move on the way she has, I know that she hasn’t really faced the world yet, but the way she behaved in the hospital while they collected the evidence from he
Fred POVThe locker room door bursts open and Thunder walks inside the room. Everyone’s eyes move to watch as he smirks and walks directly to me. His smile made me sick. Looking at him is making me want to punch the life out of him. The bruises on his face are still visible. I can see Thatcher is not really understanding what is going on, and as if it wasn’t enough for me to have to deal with that fucktard. Now I have to deal with his fucking criminal.“Seems like you lost your privilege and seems like you’re not the golden boy anymore,” Thunder says as he stands right in front of me, looking between me and Thatcher. I shake my head as Thomas places one hand on my shoulder, stopping me from launching at him. I look around the room while everyone is extremely silent. No one dares to open their mouths.“He’s not worth it, walk away,” Thomas whispers in my ear and as I turn my back, Thunder lets out a loud laughter that sends a chill down my spine. I know I was always seen as the ten’s g
Tatum POVThunder’s touch on my arm makes me want to puke. My entire body freezes, remembering the way he pressed himself against me and how he tried to fuck me. I close my eyes momentarily as he runs a finger down my cheek.“So pretty, such a shame you’re with that guy,” he whispers against my ear. His breath rubbed the naked skin of my neck, making my entire body shiver in discontent. “You’re too much for him. Maybe he will learn to share,” he says before he pulls away and I blink several times before I move away from the door and he opens it, stepping inside. Immediately, I hold on tight to my things and walk as fast as my legs allow me to the opposite side of the stadium towards my small office.Once inside, I lock the door, resting my back against the wooden door with the small glass window on the top. I drop my things on the floor as the tears start to roll down my cheeks and my knees lose their strength and I fall
Fred POV I hate the way she looks right now. I hate I can’t just hug her, I can’t just keep her near me. I hate she has gone through this because Thunder managed to get out of prison. I hate that justice is not being served when it has to be. “Mr. Ashford,” I hear my name being called behind me. I turn around as Thatcher is grinding his teeth because of the way Tatum is looking at me. I turn around and as I am about to reply, I feel a hand on my shoulder, and Julien is standing next to me. “Don’t say a word,” he says as he crosses his arms next to me. “Mr. Ashford, my name is Andrew Bartholomew, I am the new detective responsible for your case and I was wondering if you would be able to talk to us,” he says and I look at Julien, who shakes his head. “Hi, I am Julien Gilmore, Mr. Ashford’s lawyer, my client is at work and as you know, there are thousands of people waiting for him, we can meet you after the game,” Julien says as Andrew the new detective looks at me unimpressed. “Su
Tatum POVThe game was terrible; I have never seen Fred play this badly. I flinched a few times when he was distracted and shoved against the glass. I could tell his head wasn’t in the game and the coach, instead of getting him out, kept him in there so he could get shoved around.Thatcher wasn’t his best either, but it’s a new team and they haven’t had time to practice together. His transfer was weird for everyone. No one ever transfers during the season, usually is only before the new season starts, so I am kind of curious to know what the hell happened and how he got the transfer so easily.Grabbing my things, I walk out of my office to go to the police station. Julien asked me to go with them. He thinks that’s a publicity stunt from the police to show the public they are doing something while they are not really investigating anything they should.Walking down the corridor, I feel my heart beating fast. Even though I know Thunder is not here, I keep thinking he will come out of on
Tatum POVJulien pulled the Ashfords aside while I stand with Thatcher and the team that made me look like a gold-digging whore when we split up. Thatcher touches my arm and I snatch it away from him straight away while his eyes soften and he looks me in the eye.“Are you going to tell me everything that happened?” He asks and I take a deep breath as I look back over my shoulder to see Julien with his back turned to me and Fred watching my every move. His eyes pierce through me as if he is trying to look into my soul. I feel a chill down my spine as Thatcher clears his throat and I focus on him again.I wrap my arms protectively around my body and look at the man that years ago promised to protect me and instead of doing so; he tortured me, and still does. Do I trust him enough to tell him every detail of what happened with Thunder? “Is it true what I read?” He asks and with that, I snap my head up looking at him.“Depends on
Fred POV“It was a waste of my fucking time,” I let out as I bring the cold beer to my lips and Richard nods as Dylan and Jude look at me. My brothers are my best friends. They have always stuck around helping me, even when I didn’t want their help. As the younger of four, I grew up in their shadow, always wanting to be like them.Jude was always quiet, but he was always the strongest one, Dylan was like the clown of the group, his function in life was to make people laugh and make them feel uncomfortable with his remarks, Richard is extremely serious and as the older one he always saw himself as the protector of the bunch.I was always the rebel, trying to break away from them and trying to leave my own mark on the world, and I ended up playing hockey because none of them did, none of them was into sports, besides watching them, so I thought that was my path and I was fucking right. I am good at what I do and everyone that likes hockey knows m