I Hate You Ch. 12 - Some Time Alone - Sex Stories

I Hate You Ch. 12 - Some Time Alone

... hoping."

"I wasn't my best self during this time because basketball was my identity, my life, and I could feel it slipping away. I could hear the doctors talking in the hallway, saying that it didn't look like it would heal any better that my parents needed to prepare me for...My parents were together for the first time in a while, bickering while I sat in a hospital bed. Keisha, my best friend who I left to go several miles away to a school, came up to see me, trying to cheer me up."

"Coach Free came to visit me, but I couldn't. I just didn't want to face her. I felt like. No, I did let her down."

"It was out of your control, Megan."

"I couldn't be at school anymore, so I returned home to Key City. I finished my degree online, and the school paid for my rehab out of goodwill. My dad said mainly because Coach Free made a ruckus over them planning on not to."

"So, you started physical therapy back in Key City while living with your mother?"

"Yes, my parents and Keisha would come to my session with me. Separately, sometimes together, I wasn't progressing as fast as I wanted to. I wanted to prove them wrong, but between my parents' constant bickering and Keisha's optimism, I was pushed over the edge and said they all should get the fuck out of here. I can never apologize enough to Keisha for how I reacted. She didn't deserve that, but." Megans pauses on the couch

"What happened?"

"It had been a while since I saw Craig. I was away in college, and he was a ...

... junior in high school or a senior; it doesn't matter. He came into my room to talk to me."

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you; I waited for after school, but how are you?" He closed his eyes after saying I could see the regret on his face. I replied in anger.

"Not good if you couldn't tell. "

"Yeah, stupid question; I got you something," Craig says, reaching into his bag to grab a gift.

"Really," I said. "Are you dumb?"

"What?"

"I'm trying to get back on the floor to play; I don't need freaking candy to make me fat and..."

"It's only one box, Meg." I shake my head at him.

"You don't get it, just give it here," I tell him, making him smile and giving me déjà vu about that Valentine's Day. I opened it and ate it. It was my favorite candy, the same one from all those years ago, but this time, I got to eat it. "So, Craig Turner decided to grace me with his presence."

"Yeah, sorry, I would have come sooner. I just didn't know if you wanted to see me, and I didn't want to get in the way or anything. So, I brought a gift just in case."

"The same gift you gave me for Valentine's Day."

"You..remembered."

"Of course," I say to him, smiling like I didn't do anything innocent.

"Did you ever read my letter?" He asked me. I looked down on the floor and put the candy on the table beside me.

"No, I didn't get a chance to."

"Oh, is it still in your room unopened?"

"No, Craig, it's in the trash."

"Oh." I could hear the soul and ...