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the house I shared with a man who might or might not be sleeping with Haley on the side, I walked up the porch and opened the door. Inside, I saw Brian and Teddy both sunk into the couch.
    “Have you two even got up since I saw you last?”
    “New game,” Teddy said, eyes glued to the television.
    “Curtis around?” I asked.
    “He left already,” Teddy said, then added. “Take that fucker!”
    “Alright, bro. If you see him bring a woman around, would you let me know?”
    Teddy paused the game and looked over at me.
    “What?”
    “It’s nothing,” I said, waving my hand away from me as if swatting away the whole idea. “I’ll catch you guys later.”
    “Off for your run?”
    “No, I think I’m going to grab a bite at the student center then get to class. You guys remember classes, right?”
    Brian laughed.
    “Yeah, we go sometimes. It’s all bullshit anyway, bro.”
    I adjusted my backpack slung over one shoulder.
    “Alright, then. Catch you fellas later.”
    “Later on,” Teddy said.
    He turned back to the game as I walked into my bedroom.
    Why does this woman have me so messed up in the head? Actually, both of them. Tabby and Haley. Were they both secretly insane and trying to bring me down?
    I stepped into the shower. None of it made any sense. Warm water washed over my body as I lathered up. Memories of fucking her came back to me.
    And that blowjob. I bent down and made the water a bit cooler. To help get her out of my mind, I went through everything I needed to get done that day. If I skipped my morning run, I would have to work it in later. Classes and practice were essential too.
    The more I thought about my busy life, the less I cared if Haley was sleeping with Curtis or anyone else. It might even turn out to be a good thing. Without her around, I would be able to concentrate on everything important in my life. Football would be my future.
    After my shower, I got dressed and prepared to leave. Haley called, but I ignored it, sending her to voicemail. She sent a short text, “Morning sexy, call me later xoxo,” but I didn’t respond to that either. To me, at least for the day, she didn’t exist anymore.
    I left the house a changed man. No longer weighed down by a complex modern relationship with a woman who had a crazy person as a roommate, I might be able to more easily achieve my big dream – playing professional football.
    Any team would make me happy. As I walked toward the Student Center food court, I went through my top five teams, wondering if I would be good enough in a couple years to get drafted by one of them. Dreams kept me motivated.
     
     
     

SIXTEEN

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    James
     
     
     
     
     
    Later that afternoon, getting ready for practice in the locker room, she called again. Damn, she’s thirsty , I thought, ignoring it again. Even if Tabby was lying about her, I had to get serious about football. Fucking around with her had been fun, but the time for games was over.
    Curtis pranced around the room like he owned the place. Big, fucking dumb lineman . He looked in my direction and nodded. Nah, he wouldn’t do that to me. Would he? Haley had admitted to sharing a secret with him. Mother-fucker. I bet it’s true .
    “What’s up, James,” Curtis said as I finished adjusting my pads.
    “You better be out on the field today. In fact, all of you bums need to step up your game.”
    “That’s right,” Coach said, walking in from his office. “The next few games are crucial if we are going to go all the way this year. And as I’ve told you numb-nuts time and again, I’m winning one more championship before I retire this year. End of story!”
    “Yeah, Coach!” we all yelled, almost in unison.
    “Now get out there and show me how it’s done!”
    I got to my feet and followed the rest of the guys out of the locker room and out onto the field. Everything else faded away as I concentrated on the football. It was my one true friend and lover. If I