Chapter 78

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"Bill, can I speak with you privately?" I asked. He nodded.

"What's up, Alex?" he asked. I led him away from the hordes of players jockeying for showers.

"Why did you let go of Austin again?" I demanded. Bill raised his eyebrows.

"I don't see why it matters," he said.
"It matters because Austin is my friend, and then he just up and disappears and his locker's cleaned out," I spat. "Now why?"

"It was good for the team," he shrugged.

"The good of the team, or for your own good?" I asked, crossing my arms. "It was another Wes Welker thing. You didn't like Austin."

"No. I did it for the good of the team," Bill repeated.

"So you're not denying you didn't like Wes?" I asked, smirking.

"This isn't about Wes! You know absolutely nothing about that Alex!" Bill exclaimed.

"Well I know more that you think. Wes is my friend, I date a player, and I'm best friends with several players that played during that era. Don't tell me what I do and don't know," I snarled. "Why did you let Austin go?"

"Alex, I'm not-"

"No, I know what it was. The franchise didn't want to pay him." I shook my head disgustedly. "And there's no guaranteed money in football. So when you need him, after your precious DJ Williams gets hurt again, you're just gonna rehire Austin. And like a sick bastard, you're gonna drop him as soon as Rob and DJ and whoever else is healthy."

"It's a business, Alex," he said with a sigh.

"That doesn't make it right!" I yelled.

"Alex, the team isn't gonna be everyone who you like! YOU AREN'T IMPORTANT TO THIS TEAM ALEX! YOU MAY THINK YOU ARE, BUT YOU'RE NOT! YOU'RE JUST A PART OF THE TEAM BECAUSE OF ROB!" Bill yelled. His words stung, but immediately, I knew he was right. I went off with my head down and ran into Julian.

"Get out of my way!" I yelled, shoving past him.

"Alex!" I heard him call. "Dammit Bill."

I ran to the bench outside the practice center. It was pouring rain, but I didn't care. He was right. I wasn't important to these guys. They didn't care. I ran to my car and drove home. As fast as I could and as fast as I legally could were two completely different things. When I burst in the door, I crashed on the couch.

"Alex?" Rob called.

"In here!" I yelled.

He hobbled in on crutches.

"What's wrong?" Rob asked, sitting next to me.

"Bill told me I didn't matter and that the guys didn't care about m-"

I was cut off by Rob's lips connecting with mine. Right now would be the moment I bent my leg like a princess if I were in a romantic cliché....(or if I were standing up). His hands cupped my face.

"It doesn't matter what he said. You and I both know all the guys care about you. So don't let it bother you, because he's wrong," he said softly. I smiled.

"Are you shirtless?" I realized. He nodded. "Why?"

"Uh I spilled coffee on my other shirt."

"You're an idiot. Damn. I'm going to bed. Goodnight."

I kissed his forehead.

"I love you Alex. I'll be in soon."

"Alright. I love you too."

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