Allison's POV:

"So basically, you guys just kind of discussed what happened?" Mel asked eating another Dorito.

I nodded, "Yeah Pretty much. I told him that I wanted to get together again and talk some more. He told me just to call him or whatever."

"Well that's good. So what did you tell Max?"

"That I was just coming here for a day or two to hang out with you and he was OK with it. I'll probably have to call him in a little bit and check in..." I replied, looking at my phone

Mel rolled her eyes, "I'm so glad I don't have a boyfriend to report to."

"It's fun having a boyfriend. The sex is great...you get dates and you have someone you can tell anything to..."

"Pfft...I still have sex without the attachments. I can get dick whenever I want without having to deal with jealousy and other relationship issues." Mel laughed

"Oh?" I said with a smile

"Yeah. I mean Sidney and I still have sex all the time, but it's no strings attached. I can fuck other guys and he can fuck other girls...I doubt he does, but he can if he wants to." she shrugged

I shook my head, "Wow, Melanie."

"And he still takes me out to dinner, but it's just like we're friends with benefits."

"I see. Sounds like a lot of fun." I laughed

Melanie smiled, "Oh it is. I mean Sid is a great guy in all, but being in a relationship just sucks. No offense."

"None taken." I replied before going outside to the bathroom to call Max

James' POV:

I pulled into my driveway and slowly headed inside, "Jen?" I called into the house. No reply. I sighed and threw my keys onto the kitchen counter, finding a note. "James, me and Nolan went to the store with Emilee. See you later. Love, Jen." I read aloud to myself. "That's just fucking great..." I mumbled, grabbing my bottle of Jack Daniels from my hiding spot. Jen didn't really like me drinking, but this was one of those days that I needed one...or two.

I cracked the bottle and took a drink. I was relieved that Jennifer wasn't there because I really wasn't in the mood to talk. I just wanted to be left alone...I headed up to the bedroom and sat up in bed taking another drink before turning the TV on.

It wasn't like this was my first injury or anything. I'd been injured before, but I'd usually been able to return. I wasn't handling it well at all. Right after my appointment, I had to call coach and tell him my situation...then of course I had to tell the guys myself...

I just felt so depressed. Hockey was everything to me and not being abled to play the rest of the season sucked. Especially since I was doing well before the injury. I sighed as I took another drink and right away I took another.

I flipped through the channels and drank for what felt like forever. Before I knew it, I was drunk and my Jack was gone. I sighed and put on my coat, walking...well staggering down the steps and over to Paul Martin's house. "What in god's name are you doing?" Paul asked

"Paulie!" I yelled, "I was just in the neighborhood and decided to come see you."

"Shit...how fucking drunk are you?" he asked helping me inside

I laughed, "Not drunk enough...what do you got?"

"James, I'm not going to let you do this. Where is Jennifer?"

"Shh...don't tell her. I'm not supposed to be drinking."

"You smell like a bar, dude. You drank whiskey, didn't you?" he asked

"Yes, officer." I laughed, falling over. "Oh shit..."

Paul rolled his eyes, "James..."

"I couldn't help it, ok?! I just can't fucking stand it anymore. I hate being injured...Jen is alays fucking yelling at me or wanting me to have sex and then Allison..." I started

"Allison? What about her?" Paul asked

"I ran into her at the game and...I don't know what to do about her..."

"Nothing. She was a bitch that fucking dumped you for another guy." Paul reminded me

I sighed, "I know...but I...I think I might still be in love with her..."

"You what?!" I heard Jennifer yell. Fuck...