It’s been weeks since Sidney and I had that talk and a lot has happened since. The boys have had a ton of away games and spent a lot of time on the road. I had gone on most road trips and got to know the boys even better. Jordan and Megan were official and Matt was working on Shannon. Sid and I, however have not been getting a lot of alone time. When we’re at work we have to make it not obvious and I have to do my work and vise versa. Even at dinner he won’t sit anywhere near me or really talk to me. Sure we’ll text but that’s not much. When we’re hanging out at the hotel he’ll be with his boys or alone in his room. Yes we’re still supposed to hide it but a little “Hello” here and there won’t kill anyone. When we’re at home, which hasn’t been often over the past month, we might get together for a night, but that’s about it.

We’re in Nashville and I’ve finally had enough. Sidney has been ignoring me for way too long and it’s driving me crazy. I’m his girlfriend and he won’t even look at me. We were just on our way to dinner and I was gonna try to sit next to him or at least at the side of the table. I was in ripped jeans and plaid shirt undone and my hair curled. My skirt accentuated my curves much to Sidney’s liking, as did my shirt. If this doesn’t work, I’m gonna talk to him afterwards.

Sure enough, nothing. I got compliments from all of his teammates and he gave me a small but somewhat meaningful, “you look nice.” That’s it? My boobs are popping out of this shirt for you and that’s all you gotta say? Sure enough I sat at the far end of the table, which sucked. Jordan could sense that I was upset and texted me, “You alright?” I replied, “Peechy.” “Sid?” “Yupp.” He looked over at me and we made eye contact. (He was sitting diagonal from me). “It’s okay,” he mouthed. “Thanks.” I mouthed back. “Anytime.” At least he isn’t the only one who understands me. On our walk back down the street to our hotel I had stayed separated from the group. I didn’t want to deal with them. It’s hard being the only girl on the road. When I got back to my room I broke down crying. It hurts so much knowing that he doesn’t want anything to do with me at this moment.

**Sidney’s POV**

When I saw Brittany walk out of the elevator into the lobby a piece of me died. She looked gorgeous. Her outfit was so simple but made her look so hot. We didn’t sit together at the table again and she looked miserable. It’s hard but I don’t know what’s bothering her. I’ve never seen her so upset before. And when I saw her and Jordan looking at each other and her face instantly light up made me furious. Is there something they’re not telling me? On the way back to the hotel she kept her distance from us. “Damn she looks pissed,” Max said. “What’s wrong with her Sid?” Flower asked. “I have no clue,” I replied with my hands in my pockets. “PMS?” Geno guessed. “If so, she looks like she could kill someone,” Max said scared. “That’s definitely not it.” “She’s your girl, you should know,” Jordan piped up. He’s right. She didn’t even say goodnight to everyone. That’s when I knew something was wrong.

I said I was going to my room, when in actuality I went to her room. I knocked at the door lightly. I heard what sounded like little cries. I was nervous. I don’t know why my girl is crying. I’ve never seen her cry before and she didn’t even attempt to tell me what’s wrong. There I stood at the door waiting with my fists clenched tight, getting sweaty. The cries became louder and louder. She opened the door with red, swollen eyes. “What’s wrong babe?” I asked hugging her instantly, letting her cry on my shirt. I slowly walked into the room and closed the door. I let her cry for a while and rubbed her back with one hand and her hair with the other. “Shh, it’s okay baby, what’s wrong?” “You really need to ask that?” she stared up at me looking really upset. “Well I-“ “Sidney, are you really that oblivious? Is it not obvious to you why I’m so upset?” “No, why?” “I’m upset because of us Sidney.” “What?” She’s breaking my heart right now.