Jilly Anais. A rebel without a cause. Raised in Baltimore , Maryland , she was born with a given talent of volleyball. She was picked up fresh out of high school to train in the Olympics. Gold back to Gold until a life changing moment happens.
Kla...
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I looked. I stared at the picture of Jillian on my lock screen.
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She is so damn beautiful.
And I had to let her go.
No doubt I missed her. I miss her laugh. I miss her attitude. I miss the way she scrunches up her nose when she about to say something . I miss the way she used to play with my fingers before she had to tell me anything. I miss her always screaming for no reason.
I just missed her.
Leaving her was so damn hard. It took me over thirty minutes to start my car to leave. I was leaving my heart there and I couldn't go pick it back up.
"You good son ?"
I jumped to see Coach Steve. I quickly locked my phone and nodded my head. I looked down and started absentmindedly messing with my stuff. I didn't even know my hands were shaking until he grabbed them.
"Klay, you aren't okay."
"Yeah, I am . I'm perfectly fine." I lied. looking down , folding what ever was in my hands.
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