24. Courage to Ask
Chapter 24
Courage to Ask
JESSICA
I take a break from the walkthrough, unstrapping my helmet and snatching up my phone, checking my messages, but still nothing. This is weird. At this point, I’m not even worried about the bitch who kicked me out. I’m worried about Frank. He’s not the type to ignore me like this.
Groaning, I chew my lip to the point it cracks, making me wince. Shit. I just have bad luck lately.
Sighing, I quickly swipe to open my email and type in Frank’s email, attach the e-ticket I’d purchased for him, and do the thing I’ve been so nervous about.
Hey baby,
I hope you’re feeling better. I came by your place, but your staff wouldn’t let me see you. FYI, she needs to be fired! Immediately! Anyway, I’m attaching a ticket to my game tomorrow. If you have time and aren’t feeling too bad, I would really love it if you
“Hurts, back on the field!” I hear Coach call out. Damn… is break over already?
can make it. You’ll be sitting right in the front next to my best friend Faythe who’ll be FaceTiming with Bebe, my other best friend the entire game but she’s in Georgia and can’t make it. My parents aren’t coming and even though Faythe is coming, it would make my day to see you there.
I miss you… I love you.
Yours,
Mrs. Metchie
My hand hovers over the send button, heart knocking so fucking hard I feel like I’m going to be sick. I read the three words I’ve never said to a man and go to bite my lip again, but I wince, forgetting I cracked it.
“Jess,” Tek comes up behind me, making me jump.
“H-huh?”
“Come on. Coach is calling,” he tells me as he slings his arm around my shoulder and I relax a bit, smiling as I send the message. What am I even worried about? It’s Frank, for fuck’s sake. Of course he’ll show up.
“Coming!” I slide my phone into bag and put my back on helmet. Of course he’ll come.