Hooked by Love (Bellevue Bullies 3)

He was, I know this, but I’m grasping at straws here and I don’t know why. The proof is in the pudding. She lied to me and I should be angry. But I’m not. I’m hurt, because it’s not only that. Why didn’t she tell me about the suicide attempt too? Why didn’t I see it? Especially when she had told me about Caleb. I found it hard to believe he would give up hockey. But I was just so happy she was opening up to me, I didn’t question her.

Fuck, now I’m pissed.

“Yeah, but he was a douche. She told me this,” I say, and shit, am I making excuses for her?

“Fine, but this is your career, Jace. Your livelihood, your dreams—you gotta figure out if it’s worth it.”

Swallowing hard, I say with as much conviction as I can manage, “She is worth it.”

“Worth losing it all? Really?”

“Yes, ugh, no. I don’t know. I don’t want to lose my career, and I sure as hell don’t want to lose her either. I love her.”

“I get that, dude. But it just seems like a lot of lies, a lot of hold-backs, and I don’t think you need that.”

I don’t.

So what does that mean?

“I just don’t want to you to lose it all. You can get over heartbreak, Jace. But losing your career? Something we’ve worked so hard for. That’s not something you can get over. Be smart here. ”

I nod. “Yeah, I am. But Jude, if I break it off with her now, which feels impossible, what keeps her dad from ruining everything?”

He pauses at that, and I hold my breath. “Yeah, I have nothing. You’re screwed, dude.”

“Wow, thanks.”

“Sorry, bro.”

“Yeah, whatever,” I snap and I feel like I’m drowning. Why does this day have to suck so badly? But most of all, why couldn’t she just be honest with me? Why couldn’t her family treat her right? Why couldn’t they love her the way my family loves me? Damn it!

“Jace, don’t be like that. I’m trying to help because I love you.”

“I know, and I appreciate it, I do. But now I don’t know what to do because I feel like I have to choose, and I can’t. I love them both, more than my own life, and I don’t want to pick. I want to have both of them, I want to be happy, but I just don’t know if I can. I feel like I have no choice, and that scares the living hell out of me.”

“I hear you, but you’ve only been dating for, what, a month? Hockey has been a part of you for years.”

“But she’s a part of me too,” I admit and he pauses.

“I didn’t know it was that serious.”

I close my eyes, swallowing past the lump in my throat. “It is.”

“Fine, just talk to her, Jace. You don’t have to pick one or the other yet. I’m just saying you need to be smart. If you can get out unscathed, I’d suggest that. But I can hear it in your voice, she means something to you, and I want you to be happy. But I also won’t let you get hurt.”

“I hear you,” I admit, even if it does hurt.

I know he’s right.

And I have no clue what to do.

I know I might be overreacting, but I’m worried.

“Hey, Stu. Thanks for taking my call.”

“I didn’t give you my cell phone for nothing. What’s up?”

I clear my throat, wondering if I’m making the right decision. But I don’t even know why I’m questioning myself. I want to take care of Jace before I leave. “I know I’m supposed to come in today. But I’m leaving town tomorrow, like I had said, and I’ve had classes all day and I really need to pack. Is there any way I can start Wednesday?”