Part 5

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5. Seth

I sink back into bed as Jackson enters the room. My head is still throbbing and the taste of blood in my mouth becomes more and more apparent by the second.

Some girl jabs her elbow into Jackson's side and he rolls his eyes, stepping into the room. He looks arrogant as ever and has my blood boiling without trying.

Arya squeezes my hand.

“I think we should settle this...” Jackson says as he pulls up a chair to sit next to my bed. Why doesn't he look half as hurt as me? There's a small cut below his eye. Two stitches hold the gash closed. I'm in a hospital bed, a searing headache rendering me incapable of moving.

“You think?” I snap, sitting up. Arya tenses up and I glance at her. To my surprise she looks angry. Furious even. Her hands are balled up into fists in her lap and she's glaring at Jackson.

“Look, man, there are rules. I told you this, the whole team, not just you. I can't make an exception just because you brought your chick with you!” Jackson crosses his arms in front of his chest, lifting an eyebrow at me.

“So do you usually harass strange girls just because they're your teammates girlfriend?!” Arya pipes up, her voice accusing. I snap my head around to look at her. Her eyes are teary and I can tell that she doesn't want to look at me. I reach out and put my hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently. She still won't look at me.

Hearing the words coming from her mouth hurt much more than when I heard them from Jackson earlier. He had used them to piss me off. There was still some hope left that he was just making all of this up. After that one night , when I realized that there was more going on between Jackson and Arya, I tried to convince myself that I was making shit up. That I read the signs wrong. Now I had it confirmed from both Jackson and Arya.

“I did nothing to you!” Arya shrieks and the other girl comes to her side, hugging her.

“Calm down.” She whispers against her hair.

“Come on, I barely did anything.” Jackson tries to defend himself.

“What exactly did you do?” The girl snaps.

Apparently I'm not the only one who has been left out.

“Wait, who even are you?” I turn my attention towards the girl and she releases Arya from her arms.

“His sister.” She nods towards Jackson and my stomach turns. “Amber.”

“Alright. Ok.” I sigh and nod, ignoring the headache that makes it hard for me to focus. “Now what happened between the two of you?” I ask, rubbing my palm across my face and forehead.

Arya lets out a big sigh and finally turns to look at me again. Her face is apologetic and so sad, I want nothing more than to comfort her. “I swear it's not what you think at all. I don't know what he told you but I would never... never cheat on you. You know that. You've known me for so long. I would be the last person to do that to you.”

“You weren't exactly innocent.” Jackson snaps, getting out of his chair and brushing his hair out of his face.

“What do you mean?!” Arya jumps up as well. “How am I not innocent!?”

“You accepted my help! You didn't exactly move away either when I--”

“I don't need details!” I snap, holding my head.

“Nothing happened, Seth. He helped me with my stuff after I left your room. He carried my bags for me as I couldn't have done it on my own. We went to my room and that's when he came onto me. He had me pushed up against the wall and tried to kiss me but I turned my head in time so nothing happened.” Arya rambles, clearly frustrated.

“Who are you?!” Amber yells at her brother, making Jackson chuckle darkly. “You're definitely not the brother I grew up with. God, I want to murder you sometimes. Seriously. What gives you the right to be such an asshole?!”

“You're overreacting.” He mutters, pushing his hands into his pockets, ignoring his sister's rage. Amber scoffs, shaking her head in disappointment.

“I merely tried to deliver the message.” Jackson says proudly.

“What message?” I demand.

“That I need her to break up with you, of course.”

“Get out. All of you.” Sinking back into my bed and closing my eyes to drown out everything around me, I hear them leaving.

How did I manage to fuck things up in the matter of a few days?! A couple months ago, I was happy. My family was finally starting to get over my father's abandonment and I had the girl I love all to myself. I graduated and managed to get into the college that I wanted. I worked hard and got rewarded. I was happy. And now? It all comes crumbling down around me again. Once I find something good, something healthy and bright, I somehow manage to fuck things up completely. It's like a curse that I can't break.

I bite down on my bottom lip in frustration, trying not to cry and punch my hands down onto the bed.

Fingers wrap around my wrist.

“Shhh...” I don't open my eyes but can feel Arya's breath against my cheek as she leans in and places a kiss on it. “Scoot over.” She whispers and I do so.

Arya climbs into the bed next to me. She drapes her arm over my chest, cuddling up to my side. “Everything's fine, I promise.” Her hot breath hits my neck, making me shiver. “Nothing happened. I would tell you if it did. I don't want this jerk to come between us. Please don't let him get to you.”

I take a deep breath, blow it out and nod once.

“You tired, baby?” Arya asks, her voice barely audible.

I nod again.

“Get some sleep then. I'll stay here with you, okay?” I'm already drifting off to sleep when Arya starts moving her index finger in a circular motion over my ribs.

“I love you.” She whispers.

When I wake up next, someone's face is so close to mine, I jump and scoot away from the stranger.

“Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you.” The elderly man says, chuckling and backing away from my bed.

“Who are you?” I ask groggily.

“I'm Dr. Sneider. Your girlfriend came to talk to me earlier to have you looked over once more. How is your head doing? Are you in pain still?” The doctor asks and I look around the room, looking for Arya.

“Where's she now?” Trying to sit up, I realize that my head isn't throbbing quite as badly any more.

“She's just downstairs getting some coffee. I asked her to give us some privacy, so we can have a good talk.” I nod and the doctor sits down next to me. “We've run some tests when you were first brought in. There's nothing wrong with you. It looks like you've got a slight concussion. I believe you already know what that means considering your history with head injuries?”

“Yes.”

“Alright. We'll get you some pain killers and then you're free to go back home. I don't want you playing soccer for at least the next three weeks, understood?”

“Yes.”

“I will have Arya make sure of that. There are great things to do around here that don't involve putting yourself in danger.”

A knock on the door and Arya walks in with coffee. The smell fills the whole room within seconds. I smile when I see her, trying not to spill the hot liquid.

“Ah, there you are. He's not very talkative, is he now?” The doctor puts a hand on Arya's shoulder and she giggles slightly. “Seems nice enough but tell me if he gives you a hard time. No soccer for the next few weeks. Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid and no fighting!”

“Got it, Paul.” Arya rolls her eyes playfully and the doctor leaves the room, laughing.

“How are you doing? You look loads better. Rested.” Arya grins and hands me one of the coffees.

“I'm ready to get out of here.”

“I'm sure you are.” Arya sets down her coffee and I get out of the bed, walking over to her.

“Do you know the doctor?” I ask, having noticed how casually they talked to each other earlier.

“Kind of, yeah. It's a long story.”

“Tell me.” I insist, stepping closer to her.

"I will... But first-” She leans in to me and I close the distance between us, setting the coffee down beside me and knotting my fingers into her hair instead. I grab her waist and swiftly pull her on top of me, making her shriek. Together we fall back into the bed.“You sure seem ready to go home!”

“I like you right here, actually.” Her eyes sparkle and I feel her heartbeat against my chest.

“Do you now?” She smirks, making my blood boil. Her lips graze my earlobe as she leans in to me, sending shivers down my spine. “Too bad because we're going home.” She hops off me and heads for the door.

I lie back, grunting.

“Why do you do this to me?!”

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Short but sweet ;) Please don't forget to vote and leave a quick comment as it really makes me super happy!

Also, quick question, how would you guys feel about a bit more "explicit" content? Obviously Arya and Seth are growing up and I'd just like to know how far I can go with you guys (I've really tried to keep "How to love a fat chick" clean so far but I'm usually not opposed to writing more sexual content).

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