Hendrix - Kelsey Clayton Page 0,53
that doesn't mean it hasn't been a lot. Since the press can't camp out in front of my house anymore, they've been swarming the stadium. Each day I have to go there for practice, I either need to sneak through the side entrance on the other side of the place, or I have to walk through a barrage of cameras.
“You look like you need a drink,” Asher tells me. I raise up my water bottle but he shakes his head. “No, dumbass. An alcoholic drink.”
“I knew that,” I lie. “I was just testing you.”
He's probably right. I haven't had a drink since before Saige and Brenna moved in. It was clear when Saige saw the beer in the fridge that it made her uncomfortable. Probably because Topher was drunk when he decided to use her as his own personal punching bag. The second I noticed, I got rid of it all.
“No, I know what it is!” he exclaims. “You need to get laid.”
I roll my eyes. “Here you go with your tangents about my sex life again.”
“Well can you blame me? You went from having a nameless girl in your bed every other day, to an eight-week dry spell.”
Leave it to him to keep count. “Has it really been that long?”
He nods. “Honestly, we're concerned.”
I shield the sun from my eyes as I look up at him and smirk. “Concerned enough to finally let me in on that threesome?”
His grin drops right off his face. “I'll let you die of sexual deprivation before that shit happens.”
“Still possessive, I see.”
“And you're still a bastard.” He snickers as he throws his empty water bottle down at me. “I mean it, though. You can't go from Hugh Hefner to celibacy. Your body will go into shock from lack of orgasms.”
“If it does, can you put that on my tombstone?”
I can see it now.
Here lies Colby Hendrix.
Died from orgasm deprivation.
He rolls his eyes. “No, but I will put Sarcastic Asshole.”
I take a deep breath and look over at the creek. “I just haven't wanted anyone. Not anyone I can have, at least.”
Realization fills his face. “I knew it! This is because of Saige!”
“And you're supposed to be the smart one?”
He flips me off. “Fuck you. Why don't you just go for it?”
A breathy laugh leaves my mouth. “I tried. She rejected me.”
His eyes widen bigger than I've ever seen them. “Holy shit. Really? I thought every girl wanted you.”
“That's the thing, I know she does.” I pick up a rock that's close by and throw it. “There have been two times where we almost crossed that line, but when I finally tried to talk to her about it, she said that we can't risk it because of Brenna.”
Asher looks down, like he has something he’s trying not to say, but that's not how our friendship works. The reason I tell him everything is because he's always the one to tell me when I'm being a stupid son of a bitch.
“Don't go all quiet now, douchebag. Spit it out.”
His gaze meets mine and he sighs. “You don't think that maybe she's just using that as an excuse, do you?”
Honestly, the thought had never crossed my mind until now. I guess it's a possibility. Hell, if she didn't feel a single thing for me, I wouldn't blame her. I fucked up all those years ago, and that's something I'm going to have to live with for the rest of my life.
I voice the painful truth. “Regardless, I can't have her. And that sucks, ’cause my body doesn't want anyone else.”
The corner of his mouth raises. “You could always turn gay.”
“You bite your tongue before I rip it the fuck out myself.”
He chuckles and takes a step back. “In all seriousness, though, don't stress over it. I'm sure you'll get your game back eventually. It just might take a little bit.”
For the first time, I don't believe him, because what he doesn't know is that all the random hookups and my habit of sleeping around—it all began with her.
The party booms behind me as I sit on the steps of the back deck. It's been two months since I packed up my things and moved out to California, and it seems like with every day that passes, the more stressed out I get.
I should be inside, living my best life and partying with the rest of the guys. Instead, I'm staring at my phone with my finger hovering over Saige's name.
Maybe it was stupid to think I