
Introduction
Life is never kind to the broken.
Then again, aren't we all broken?
I've faced the sexists, the egotistics, the rapists, the catalysts; everyone is an asshole in their own right. Sadly, I'm maxing out on how much more hardship I can take.
Griffin Riley used to be my enemy and the cause of my many headaches but now he seems to be my pain medication that takes the aches away. But nothing good can last forever.
Maybe we'll be the exception. A girl can hope.
But between the stress, high stakes, jealousy, fights, trials, the media, school, life changing scares, and most importantly; Lacrosse, our relationship will be put through the ringer.
I just hope we aren't smushed to death.
Chapter 1
I was violently awoken by pounding and yelling at the wooden door of my one bedroom apartment. My eyes were nearly open when I heard the door burst open.
"I swear to God if you two are having sex again I am going to gouge my eyes out and feed them to you!" I didn't even register the voice pounding through the walls of the spacious off campus apartment. Thanks to our fathers, Finn and I had a nice view of the city and floor to ceiling windows in the living room and kitchen.
I was still half asleep when Finn groaned from underneath me and I rolled off of him, clutching the white comforter to my bare chest. The bedroom door was already open so there was nothing to stop the screaming banshee from bursting into our room like death himself.
"Seriously? You guys were supposed to be up an hour ago to get breakfast yet here you are, laying in bed." The monster continued to practically screech. It doesn't matter your state of mind, everything in the morning sounds infinitely louder and more painful.
Finn opened his eyes, looked at his friend and then dropped his head right back down onto the pillow. He let out a groan of annoyance. "Not everyone wants to get up at 3:30am to get breakfast, Jason. Practice isn't until 5 today so leave us alone." Finn practically spat Jason's name like it was venom.
"When your brother finds out what I do to you behind his back we're dead."
"Then maybe I should stay on my knees so he doesn't notice."
Everyone wants to see the sunset. It's something so beautiful and enthralling; so close but so far. I've been running after my sunset like my life depended on it. He's in my bed but not my heart, and I don't think he will ever be. If he was, we would both pay an unimaginably penalty.
Then again, don't the best things come from under dangerous circumstances, waiting for the hatchet to drop?
So I'll keep hunting, but some prizes are never meant to be captured.
We loved Jason, we really did, but at this point in time we hated him. He was a morning person; we were not.
"It's 4:30. We leave in ten minutes." He said plainly before closing the door and walking out of the bedroom.
"Remind me why we thought having a friend 5 years older than us was a good idea?" I muttered. "It's like he's my father."
"We didn't exactly choose him." Finn retorted while sitting up in bed. I dragged my naked boy from between the sheets and fished for some clothing in my drawers. Once I found my official practice uniform, it threw it on and brushed my hair into a ponytail.
Finn was much more sluggish with his movements, but he got it done in about the same amount of time. I brushed my teeth before exiting the large bathroom so Finn could brush his. When I paraded myself into the main part of our apartment, Jason was laying on our black leather couch while scrolling through his phone.
I wordlessly slipped on my cleats. They were the same as everyone else's on the team; white body with a blue tongue and laces, grey plastic spikes, and a red Nike swoosh. I actually had three or four pairs, but I was saving those until these ones got too beat up to wear. Not to mention my two pairs of white Under Armor cleats with Maryland's signature red 'M' on the tongue and the Retro cleats that were red at the heal and faded into white at the toe. The was on top of the Wounded Warrior cleats with one foot in stripes and one in stars. Truth be told, this apartment had around 16 pairs of cleats between the two of us.
I had more cleats than I had friends.
That's sad but true.
Jason stood from the couch when Finn stumbled out of our bedroom only to reach the fridge and down a cup of coffee from yesterday. It must have tasted stale because his eyes went wide for a second before he shook his head side to side in an attempt to forget the taste plaguing his mouth.
I picked up my gear bag from the dark stained wooden floor and my everyday stick. While the national team never had uniform sticks, the Olympic team was going all out. My stick was a d-pole that started red and faded into white at the top of the shaft. The crosse was blue and the netting was white. They even had our last names printed in blue near the top of the shaft.
Finn scooped up his shit and I fished out a protein bar from my bag as the three of us walked out the door. "How did you even get into our apartment?" Finn asked while locking the door.
"Land lord let me up." Jason replied, his voice dripping with boredom.
"How did you-" Jason cut me off as we entered the elevator of the complex.
"I told him I was your brother and it was an emergency, that you just had surgery and needed me." He pressed the 'close' button and the elevator started to descend from floor ten.
My eyes flickered up and down Jason's body and then to his face. "How did you convince him you were my brother? We look nothing alike."
Jason's brown, almost black eyes flicked over my body. See where I was pale and pink toned, Jason had a slight tan and a yellow undertone. My hair was light brown, his was jet black. He was tall and I was average. He was Asian and I was white. Huge difference. Huge fucking difference. Jason snorted at me. "Yeah no shit, hot stuff. I'm the step brother. Besides, he's already seen me here a million times so it's not like I'm a stranger."
"We need a new landlord." Finn muttered under his breath as the steel doors slid open.
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