When The Snow Sticks

Chapter- fourteen

Carcerophobia, is the fear of going to jail, even when no crime has been committed.

Ramona's lucky if she doesn't go to jail.

We might go together because I'm about to strangle this girl.

"Jude I can't even believe you didn't do anything to her." She whines.

"What'd you want me to do Kels, I don't hit women."

I'm reconsidering that.

Kelsey was my fling before I left for spring break and now she wants to be my girlfriend, but I made it perfectly clear I wasn't interested in having a real relationship and she said she wasn't either. 

Here we are.

I'm only taking her to the ER so she won't call the police on Ramona. She punched the shit out of her. Like I think I flinched at the sound of Ramona's hand making contact with her jaw.

"Well, you can't get away with treating everyone like shit Kelsey," I say, pulling into the parking lot.

After 20 minutes of Kelsey crying in the car because 'I was being mean to her', an hour and a half of waiting, an extra two hours waiting for the x-ray of her completely intact nose, Kelsey spontaneously being two months pregnant, trying to say it was my baby, but the timeline wasn't adding up, the gas station being out of gas, and my car stopping on the side of the road, I can say my entire Saturday evening was ruined and I pulled into the driveway of my house at 10:45 pm.

I opened the door to see Liam drinking my liquor out of the bottle, Fayah, Alyssa, and Ramona dancing on the counter top and I almost shed a tear. I've had the worst afternoon of my life and all of my friends are getting drunk without me.

I walk to my room, take off my shirt, and start my shower. I think this is one of those days that you just have to go to sleep and start over the next day, which is really unfortunate because the beginning of my day was amazing. I got to hang out with Ramona and eat and laugh. She's  really chill, even though she punched someone she didn't even know in the face for leaning on her car. I feel like if someone locked us in a room together I would just accidentally tell her all of my secrets. Something about her just compels me to talk to her and smile at her open the door for her and take her to cafes with libraries upstairs. 

I'm not necessarily attracted to her romantically, she's just the kind of person who makes you smile whenever you're around them.

I hear a knock, it must be Ramona, Liam, and Fayah would've walked right in and I don't think Alyssa has ever even seen the inside of my room.

"Come in."

She comes in a quietly shuts the door, "They keep making me take shots. I'm going to barf."

"You came in here to barf?"

"No freak, I came in here to hide. I don't throw up." She says walking into my bathroom.

"Well I was about to shower so unless you plan on joining me, my remote is on the nightstand," I say putting my towel on the rack.

"Are you offering?"

"Are you accepting?" I ask, leaning on the wall, not breaking eye contact with her.

She walks over to the shower and opens the door, putting her hand under the water.

"Hm, good temperature I'm almost tempted but I don't want to get my hair wet," She says taking her wet hand out of the shower and placing it on my left bicep, "Definitely next time though." She says smiling, before walking out of my room.

This woman is going to kill me. 

*

I couldn't sleep last night after Ramona disturbed my peace of mind with her whole well, you know.

I pulled into practice with dark circles, a red bull in hand, and zero patience. It's Sunday for fucks sake and he makes us come in at eight. I had to peel Liam's drunk ass off of my couch to get him to come to practice, but I really should've left him after what he pulled yesterday.

"Lighten up honey, you'll be okay. I'm about to go into the store, I love you." My mom says over the phone.

"Love you," I say before hanging up.

Although that might've seemed a little standoffish, I love my mom more than I've ever loved anything. She's the only person who supported me through school and hockey, no one else in my family took me seriously. My dad isn't really in the picture, he's a workaholic, alcoholic, etc. And sadly, my brother got the first copy of my dad's: How to be an asshole handbook, so I don't talk to him anymore. My mom is all by herself at home really, except for Ollie of course. She thought it would be a great idea to live in Greece by herself and she's too stubborn for anyone to change her mind. She wanted me to take Ollie with me when I left but I didn't want to leave her all by herself, some company is better than none. Ollie is my pride and joy, he's my Golden Retriever and Labrador mix baby. I call them both whenever I can, our time difference is very significant. It's 8:30 am here and 6:30 pm there, so that changes things.

"Hey Jude I've been wanting to-"

"Xander shut the fuck up I should really beat the shit out of you," I say walking past him.

I don't know what went down between him and Ramona and she obviously didn't want to talk about it so I haven't asked since it happened.

"Not even worth it man, stop thinking about it," Liam says unpacking his stuff.

Practice consisted of me and Liam taking turns knocking Xander on his ass, laughing about it, coach threatening to bench us the next game if we actually injured him, Liam vomiting on the ice, and that pretty much wrapped it up.

"Jude," Coach calls me into his office right before I was about to leave.

"Close the door, son," He says pointing at the door.

I do as I'm told and take a seat in the chair behind his desk. It's silent for a while and my heart starts to race a little in anticipation. He only pulls me in here when it's good news.

"Yes sir?" I say, trying to push an answer out of him.

"Your mom is in the hospital."

My heart stops in my chest.

"What?" 

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