Victoria

Kate has been good lately. Too good. Which is now earning my suspicions after the phone call. I hope to God she didn't hear who I was talking to. But she wasn't secretive about calling me either so theres that.

I mean I understand she wants to be let out. But I just don't see an opening right now. Speaking of the devil. Katarina walks around sweating bullets as I hand out water to Chloe. Ive been to her practice more than usual.

Mostly because I've made friends with all of the players here and id rather hang out with them then my others.

"Are you gonna be my own personal water girl too? Im in dire need of one." She teases and I roll my eyes.

She lifts her shirt up wiping her face as I look the other way at Chloe who raises her eyebrows up and down at me whispering "Water girl." Shes insufferable.

"Hey Kate." I hear an unrecognizable feminine voice say and my ears perk up in response. Now who's this? Shes older it appears to seem. Way older. Late thirties at best.

She places her hand on Kates shoulder and she doesn't seem repulsed by it as she soothes her arm. What the fuck.

I walk over ending whatever conversation they were having. "Who are you? No outsiders at practice im pretty sure theres a sign over there if you know how to fucking read." I say giving her my best smile.

"Sorry I was just picking her up." She smiles not sensing my fake behavior it seems. "Your a little too old aren't you? I don't think the other girls feel comfortable having a pervert watching them."

Her eyes widen in response and she closes her mouth. "What the fuck Vic. Stop being a bitch. Shes not bothering anyone." How is she defending her?

Shes at least twenty years older than her. Theres no way shes interested in her. Kate is interested in people the same age as us. This poor excuse of a woman is not her type.

"Its okay ill come back later." She laughs. Fucking pussy too. She knows its wrong. Thats why she isnt fighting back. "You're such a fucking brat." Kate says shoulder checking me.

The woman moves to leave but I grab her wrist before. "If I ever see you near her again I swear to fucking god ill find out whatever your hiding and ruin your goddamn life. Understand?" She nods repeatedly speeding away.

Im only doing this because I don't want her taken advantage of.

That seemed fully consensual to me. She was leaning into her touch.

She wasn't. Shes not her type. I run my hands over my face clenching my jaw over and over again. Not her type. Not her type.

I prefer Kate pining over a college whore than a more experienced woman.

I cant compete-

What am I saying? Shes completely consumed every one of my thoughts. I need to get laid. And quick.

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"Theres no way she hasn't been divorced already. Have you seen her mood lately?" Chloe laughs.

"She was but then I dont know they got back together somehow." Layla rubs her face showing tiredness. "You okay?" I question picking a hair off her face.

She closes her eyes leaning her head against my back as im sat on top of her. Although this position may seem intimate its completely platonic. Our friendship has increasingly grown lately and it seems to be that she loves physical touch. Its her love language.

Shes always hugging everyone every chance she gets.

I look to the side to see Kate watching our movements absolutely pissed. Im guessing she figured out she wasn't getting any old pussy. I think I might vomit thinking about it.

"I think im gonna go home." She yawns slapping my lap like an old man. "Want me to take you? Its on the way and you shouldn't be driving like that." She nods not even understanding what im saying.

I would have driven her even if she said no. The people here drive crazy. Im not sure if they think the roads are for racing now but Ive almost been run over twice already. The first time not included.

We both say bye to everyone walking to the car as I have her arm around my shoulder almost carrying her out.

Once we get to her dorm I notice shes sleeping and I pick her up walking her to her room. By the time I get there im already running out of breath. I swear i work out but carrying a sleeping body is way different than picking a weight up.

I put her into bed and right when im about to leave she grabs my hand. "Stay." She yawns pulling me into a hug as she nuzzles her head into my shoulder.

Oh come on now. I had homework to do. She better help me with after in return for taking her home.

She sleeps soundly as I grab my phone scrolling through instagram. A photo of Atlas pops up with her kid and Tate. They look so cute. I was always such an ass towards Atlas in the beginning because I thought she would leave like everyone else.

But she proved to this day to still be one of my best friends. Tate still isn't fond of me though. She has her reasons though. I flirted with Atlas once.

I wouldn't want anyone to be flirting with my future wife neither.

Layla shuffles besides me opening her eyes. "Sorry did I wake you?" I question and she rubs her eyes.

"Nah im finished with my nap." She answers back with a cheeky smile. "That was like twenty minutes. You looked like you hadn't slept in days at the diner." I laugh.

"Power naps!" She bursts out full of energy. So weird.

Wait a minute. I look at her deeply as she looks at me back awkwardly probably wondering whats going on in my mind right now.

"Layla you have flings right?" I question and her cheeks blush. "Uhh yeah why?"

"Do you wanna have sex with me? No strings attached." That was really forward of me but I don't care. I cant get my mind off that woman. Did Kate fuck her before? They seemed close.

Really close.

Before she can even respond I turn her over pressing my lips against her. "Oh." She mumbles in between the kiss as I bite her lip slipping my tongue into her mouth. Ive never made out with someone with this type of animosity. Its always been slow. Romantic even.

But im trying to burn some steam off. Layla begins kissing me back immediately running her hands as she gropes my ass. Yes. I need this.

I grind my hips into her running my fingers through her blonde hair. As my imagination runs wild. I remember being in this exact position. With someone else.

My hands around her neck while she was moaning in my ear. Layla's hair turns brown suddenly and I gasp into the kiss. What am I thinking?

Before I can push off Layla places her hand on my chest pulling back. "Kate wouldn't like this." She says and I look at her confused feeling lightheaded.

"What?"

"Never mind. I just don't think we shou-"

"Why wouldn't she like this? Answer the question Layla." I grab her jaw making her look at me as she shakes her head. "Layla." I warn.

"S-she told all of the players on the team to stay away from you. And I did the complete opposite. Im such a horrible friend." She groans and im frozen.

She did what?

Im gonna kill her. Im not going through this shit again. This isn't fucking high school anymore. I get off of her jogging to my car.