Jessie’s POV
I woke up to a soft muzzled sound in my ear to realize that it was Evgeni tangled around me. He was so sweet, he was the most perfect person I had ever met but I didn't want to do this to him. He didn't deserve all the up and down that my mind would throw at him. I was already wishing I hadn't kissed him but I had a few too many beers and was glad to just get everything about Liam off my chest that I didn’t think about it.

I took his arm from around my waist and slowly slipped out of bed trying so hard not to wake him. I didn't really want to leave the warmth of the bed and his arms but I had to, I needed some time to think with a clear head.

I got changed into some warm clothes and left without a second thought.

"Anna."
"Jessie? Why are you ringing me this early you know it's my day off," she mumbled.
"Anna please I don't know what I am doing?" I cried into the phone.
"What are you talking about?"
"Evgeni, I don't know. I woke up and he was there in bed with me and I don't know, I am just scared that I am not ready for this."
"Alright, well what are you doing?"
"I am driving."
"Where?"
"I don't know," because honestly I just needed to get out of the house.
“I will have coffee here waiting for you.”

"Jessie, come here," she pulled me into her arms. I loved having my best friend around. She saved me everyday of my life and right now I was confused and feeling terrible, one for kissing Evgeni and two for leaving him like that.

"What's going on with you?" she set me down at the table, "last night you were all for it and now your not."
"No, I was never all for this," I sighed, "what if I am only interested in him because he is the first guy who has paid attention to me since Liam?"
"Trust me Jessie plenty of guys have paid attention to you since Liam, you’re the one who hasn't been paying attention to them."
"Then why him?" Why did I choose to open up to him? He wasn't the only sweet guy I had met, granted he was probably the sweetest but what if there was more to it.
"Because, well I don't know. Your the one who likes him," she shrugged, "why him?"
“I don’t know,” I rubbed my face, “do you think it could be because he is Evgeni Malkin, like subconsciously that’s why I like him?”
“No you wouldn’t have hidden it from me if that was the case,” I guess it made sense. I had managed to keep it away from her for over a month now, I was sure if that was why I liked him I would have bragged all over town about it.

“What do I do?” we fell into silence staring at each other before her boyfriend Ian came out half dressed and looking dead and over tired.

“Hey Jessie,” he smiled walking over and gave me a kiss on the cheek, “I haven’t seen you in a while, where have you been hiding?”
“She has been hanging out with Evgeni Malkin,” Anna teased.
“Shut up Anna. She won’t help me,” I sighed.
“Help with what?” he sat down next to me and put a friendly arm around my shoulder.
“I like him, but I am scared.”
“Because of Liam?”
“Sort of, I am scared that maybe I am not ready for this. You know a relationship, I mean look who he is, you know how much I hate people paying attention to me and what if Liam comes back?”
“Ok just slow down there, one thing at a time…” he stopped me, “this is half of your problem, you think too much.”
“That is true,” Anna backed up her man.

“I know you hate attention but if you really like him enough it will be worth it. Stop worrying about what other people think and do what you want to do. Now your issue with being ready for a relationship? Why?” since when did Ian talk any sense?
“Why what?”
“Why wouldn’t you be ready for a relationship?”
“Because well I haven’t been with anyone since Liam and I am not sure if I am reading to commit,” I explained.
“Why does everything have to be perfect with you?” Anna frowned, “stop thinking everything through and just go with it.”
“If you knew what I have been through you wouldn’t just be able to go with it,” the anger stirred inside me, “you don’t understand and you never will,” I got up with tears streaming down my face and left.

There was only one person I knew I could go to.
“Jessie sweetie what’s wrong?”
“Mum,” I cried as she wrapped her arms around me.
“What’s wrong sweetie?” she cupped my face and wiped the tears away with her thumbs.
“I am confused.”
“Come inside honey, sit down and lets talk,” she put her arm around me and led me inside.

I loved my mum, she always helped me. She was always there for me when I needed it and she always had the best advice.

“Look I know it’s hard but Liam’s gone,” she shook her head.
“Why does everyone keep saying that?” I let my head fall into my hands about to get annoyed at my mother too.
“No he’s gone. He went off someone and no body knows where.”
“What?! Is he ok? Why would he do that?” I began to panic.
“You said it yourself, he isn’t the Liam he used to be,” she pulled me into her side.
“Yeah but I can hope right?” I let my head fall onto her shoulder wishing this would all just go away.
“No Jess, you need to move on sweetie. This boy isn’t going to wait around for you forever and if forgetting Liam is what you have to do, do it, please. I want you to be happy,” she rubbed her hand up and down her back.

Evgeni’s POV
When I woke up and she wasn’t there I couldn’t decide whether I was angry or upset. I mean she could have woken me up, or at least left me a note.

If this was how she was going to be then fine. I couldn’t deal with it this maybe stuff anymore. Jessie obviously didn’t want me around so I wasn’t going to.

I left her a note because two wrongs don’t make a right and told her that when she was ready for a relationship to let me know because I had no clue what I was doing.

“Hey G…” I continued passed Nealsy and straight up the plane to the back. I didn’t want to talk to anyone right now; if I did it would just blow up in everyone’s face.

As I began to calm down I remembered how she opened up to me and let me into a part of her world, I probably never would have let anyone into. But I couldn’t deal with how she was acting? She said she wanted to be with me but she was going off and disappearing on me at the same time. I was too confused to deal with it.

Once we got off the plane I turned my phone back on to find a missed call from her and a simple text message saying ‘sorry’.

Saying sorry was one thing, but showing that you were sorry was another thing.
I decided to just leave her alone and let her think, she obviously needed time to make up her mind completely and if I talked to her she wasn’t making up her mind herself. She needed to be certain of what she was doing, nobody else.