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“Honestly, yes. I’ve been miserable with you for years, but I knew you would always take care of me as long as I stuck around. Looks like you won’t be able to do that anymore, so why the hell would I stick around?”
Plus it makes my girl happy so even if it sucked, I’d tough it out for her.
I’ve been in love with the man for two decades. His life is in shambles, and if he used me to numb the pain for a bit, I’d let him, in a heartbeat. But then where would that leave us?
It’s been years since I’ve even contemplated crossing that line with Scar. We never talked about that night, maybe she never even thinks about it, but I used to, a lot. Still do occasionally.
I’m not willing to gamble with losing Scar in my life. Even if I want to give us a shot, it isn’t worth the risk.
“I could never lose you, Scar. I could lose a lot in my life, but never you. I’d never survive it.”
“Aw c’mon. You know I’d never let anything happen to my girl,” he smiles as he takes a step towards her. My teeth clench together and my jaw ticks at the way he so casually refers to Scar as his girl. She’s not his girl. She’s not anyone’s. But if she was going to be anyone’s, she’d be mine, obviously. We haven’t been best friends for two decades for nothing.
Something inside has me ready to punch every single motherfucker out just for looking at her, while the other part of me wants to just scoop her up and get her the fuck out of here so no one can even try to look at her.
I catch the moment Andrews sees her watching him because a wide smile spreads across his face before he winks at her and slips on his helmet. I don’t fucking like this.
I want to be the reason someone can’t breathe yet be the same reason their heart beats.”
“You’ve always been mine. Always will be too.” “Swear?” she whispers hopefully. I smile at her softly and nod. “Cross my heart and hope to die.”
You’re the end game, and I’ll play it however you want as long as it all wraps up with you in my arms.”
“I’d tear out my own heart and lay it at your feet before I would ever hurt you. You’re mine, Scar. Always have been, always will be too.”
“You are the most important part of my life, the most important part of me. I know that because of your job and mine, it makes things a little difficult at the moment, but make no mistake, I’m the luckiest man in the world, and I’m ready to shout it from the fucking rooftops.”
“You promised me I would never have to live without you, Bubbles. You promised. So I need you to fight, okay?”
“Now put everything into this one,” he says. “Every frustration you are feeling, every pain, physical and mental, that you are struggling with. Slowly, let it all blow out with this breath, and when the bubble pops, it’s time to let it go.”
The Crusaders are all gathered no doubt for their pre-game huddle, but that’s not what surprises me. There isn’t a lock of hair in sight. In the whole room. Every single head is completely shaved, including the coaches.
And if there is one thing that I’ve learned in my life it’s that love hurts but if it’s the right kind of love, it heals too.
