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“This is over, Liz.”

No.

No.

No, no, no, no, no!

“Please, Hugh,” I strangled out, feeling my world fall apart. “Please, I’m begging you!”

“This isover,” Hugh repeated, voice cracking as he sucked in a shaky breath. “You can stay in my house tonight, and I’ll stay with Gibs, but you need to be gone in the morning.” He sucked in a trembling breath and roughly wiped his tears away. “And you need to delete my number from your phone.”

“Hugh,” I cried out, feeling weak. “Please don’t stay that.”

“It’s too late, Liz,” he said, backing away from me. “There’s no coming back from this.”

“I love you!” I screamed after him. “You’re my best friend! How am I supposed to be without you?”

“Maybe you should have thought about that” was all Hugh replied before he turned around and walked away.

THIS PAIN WON’T LAST FOREVER

Hugh

NOVEMBER 1, 2003

ICOULDN’T BREATHE.

I couldn’t think straight.

I couldn’t fucking stopcrying.

How my heart remained beating, I would never understand, because she’d splattered it all over my bedroom wall.

The image of my teammate between her legs, pounding his dick into her made me want to lose my mind.

“I’m going to be sick,” I warned, lunging for the toilet bowl as the contents of my stomach left my body.

“I’ve got ya, brother,” Gibs coaxed, kneeling on his bathroom floor beside me and rubbing my back. “Get it all out.”

“Pierce,” I strangled out between violent hurls. “My fucking teammate.”

“He’s a bad egg.” Gibs tried to console me, while dabbing my chin with a wad of toilet paper. “He’ll get his, Hugo. I’ll make sure of it.”

“Shefuckedhim, Gibs.”

“I know, lad.”

“Mygirlfriendfucked myteammate.”

“Yeah, and they’re both disgusting backstabbers for it,” he replied, wrapping an arm around me as I balanced over the bowl. “Fuck them, Hugh. You are worth a million Pierce O’Neills, and you are way too good to for a girl who spreads her legs for your teammate.”

“Don’t say that about her,” I groaned, crying almost as much as I was puking. “Fuck, I can’t cope with this.”

“You’re going to be okay,” he promised, cleaning my chin again. “This pain won’t last forever.”

“It will,” I cried, trembling violently. “I have loved that girl since I was seven years old.”

“I know you have.”