All Rise - Aaron Judge -

23- Boy

The last two weeks have been complete shit. I've been to one home game, and one away game a few days ago, but those were shit shows. At the home game, I broke down in the middle of the hallway after convincing Drew and the guys that 'I can totally handle this with no problems.'

Yeah, bullshit.

At the Phillies game, my dumbass got to the stadium and heard a Phillies player say something about Aaron when we walked past, so then I got in a mood that was a mixture of pissed off and sad, so I stayed in the clubhouse the whole time and just watched the game on TV. When they could, Drew, Mookie, X, JD, and Brock would come and visit me, and Brock even stayed a whole inning with me because he was DH.

I don't know what I would ever do without them.

But now I'm back at Fenway, and I'm scared as hell.

Aaron is currently around 100 yards away from me, and I haven't stepped foot out of the clubhouse since I got here.

I would love to see Didi and Giancarlo, and maybe some of the other guys, but seeing them meant seeing Aaron, and I don't think I was ready for that.

After the guys left my house the morning after that stupid night, I tried texting, calling, DM-ing, e-mailing, all kinds of shit to get Aaron to talk to me, but he blocked me on everything, and it hurt even more. I thought he cared about me more than that. He told me, not even a week before, that he wanted to be with me forever.

I thought Aaron was a man until he started acting like a boy and didn't want to listen to reason.

And now, being the adult woman that I know damn well I am, I walked into the dugout and sat on the bench closest to the field, then pulled out my phone to play games. 

All of the guys were stretching or eating, and I wasn't hungry, so I might as well sit out here. Someone stood in front of me a few minutes later and I looked up, seeing Giancarlo. 

"Can I sit?" He asked. 

I nodded and he sat down on the bench beside me. He didn't say anything for a minute. We were both just looking at the field. 

"How have you been?" He asked and I shrugged. "This is the second stadium I've been in the last three weeks if that says anything," I told him. He nodded and put his arm around my shoulders, giving me a side hug. 

I laid my head on his shoulder and he laid his cheek on my head. 

"I'm sorry about all of this," he said and I shook my head. "It's not your fault. It's my fault for picking horrible friends," I told him and he lifted his head up. 

"None of this is your fault. You were a good friend and went on a date you didn't even want to go on so she'd be happy. This is their fault," he said and I shrugged. If he believes that, he's the only person other than Kay and the guys to believe it. 

"He wants to come over here. We can all tell," he told me. I looked over at the other dugout and quickly looked down at my hands when I saw Aaron. 

"Well he hasn't come over," I pointed out. "Because he's scared, Liv. Andrew told me how you've been, and Aaron feels just as bad. He knows he messed up and he missed you so much," he said. 

I hummed, unlocking my phone. 

"I don't see him making any effort to talk to me," I said and he clenched his jaw. "Are you?" He asked. 

I quickly moved my head so I was looking at him and glared at him. With how fast my head turned to him, I'm shocked I didn't get whiplash. I'm also shocked there's not steam coming out of my ears after hearing the stupidest question I've heard in a fucking while.