Decided to continue this fic. Enjoy this part. I haven't written in a while, so excuse me if it isn't that good.


Janelle, needless to say, was stunned. She had just kissed Nathan, again, and the fact that she had feelings for Aaron made it all the more shameful. She continued to think throughout the day. Aaron or Nathan. Aaron or Nathan, she thought. After school was over, she had met up with Aaron at her locker.

"Hey, beautiful," he said, wrapping his arms around her from behind. Even though they weren't technically a 'couple,' they sure were acting like it.

Janelle turned her head slightly to kiss his cheek before taking out her duffle bag from her locker. "Hey there, handsome. You have wrestling practice soon?" She noticed the duffle bag that was draped over his shoulder and sweat beading down his forehead as he was dressed in black shorts, long white Nike socks, slip on slippers and a white beater.

"Actually, I just got out of practice. I have practice in thirty minutes again, so I thought I could spend that time watching you play basketball." He turned her around in his arms and smiled down at her. "If that's okay with you, I mean."

Janelle nodded instantly. Spending more time with him would be a good thing, especially since the feelings that she was developing for him grew more and more each day.

"Great. I'm gonna enjoy this." He smiled and took her hand in his, lacing their fingers together as they walked towards the gym. She felt the butterfly feeling in the pit of her stomach as he draped an arm over her shoulder, their hands still entwined.

"I told my friends about you, Janelle. I hope that's okay. I mean, I know we aren't dating yet, but I have a good feeling about this." She smiled to herself, leaning into his side as they approached the gym, seeing girls both on Varsity and JV putting on their shoes.

"That's fine with me. Look, I've got to go get ready for practice. I'll come out here before I start practice." She looks deeply into those beautiful eyes of his before hesitantly pressing her lips against his. She bit her lower lip once she pulled away, a blush creeping up on her neck.

Aaron was taken aback by the kiss, but accepted it nonetheless. "Okay, I'll be right here."

Grabbing her duffle bag, she ran to the locker room and began to change, removing her romper before slipping on her sports bra and spandex shorts. She put on her long socks before slipping into black basketball shorts and her practice jersey. She put her hair up in a messy ponytail before heading out back to the gym.

Just as she left the locker room, she bumped into someone from behind. "Oh, I'm so –"

"You're so clumsy, do you know that?" Nathan said as he turned around to face him, a smirk splaying on his lips. Janelle instantly knew what he was thinking of, partly because she was thinking of it too.

"Uh huh. Okay, I'm gonna go inside now. See you there?" She flashed him a smile before going inside the gym without letting Nathan respond. She dropped her duffle bag next to Aaron, who was sitting on the hardwood floor, the bleachers closed.

"Hey, look at you. You look cute." Aaron stood and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling him flush against his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned up to press her lips against his once more.

She shut her eyes as their lips worked against one another, her hands playing with the hair at his nape as she reveled in the feel of his lips. Aaron turned them both around, her back against the closed bleachers as he rested a hand on her hip, the other on the bleacher. "I like you," he mumbled as Janelle trailed her tongue along his lower lip.

The girls whistled as giggles filled their ears. Nathan walked in and looked at the couple, narrowing his eyes slightly. "Ahem. Practice is starting!" He yelled, looking away from Janelle and Aaron.

"Mm, I'll see you after practice, Aaron." She smiled against his lips, pecking it multiple times before pulling away.

"Okay." He smiled before pulling her in for another deep kiss. "See you later, beautiful."

Janelle winked at him before running towards the group of girls on the Varsity team, Nathan being in the middle of the crowded group. Their eyes locked for a moment before Nathan shifted his gaze someplace else. "Alright ladies, our first game is tomorrow. Today, we'll be working more on our offense plays and defense plays." Everyone nodded as Janelle averted her gaze to Aaron, smiling to herself as she daydreamed.

"Janelle, earth to Janelle!" Nathan snapped his fingers in front of her face as she came back to reality.

"Sorry, sorry. Let's go over plays. Let's get that win," she said as the entire team nodded and cheered in agreement. Nathan narrowed his eyes slightly at Janelle before nodding.

The team did a few drills, Aaron watching Janelle intently. Nathan split up a few girls to work on their box out and defense, putting Janelle, once again, on the main court. This time, however, he was walking around, never stopping to watch her play.

A few minutes passed and Aaron was still watching the team practice. The team was working on an offensive play, five people out on the court as Nathan explained what to do.

Janelle was on the court with four other girls as Nathan continued to instruct them on what to do. However, someone caught the corner of her eye: Ashley Adams.

She had a bad feeling as to what was about to happen. Her eyes were locked on hers, noticing the way Ashley began to move towards Aaron. She ignored what Nathan was saying as she kept her eyes on Aaron and Ashley.

Before Janelle knew it, Ashley pulled Aaron to stand as she kissed him fully on the mouth. Someone had passed her the ball, hitting her on the arm. She shook her head and let the ball go before running towards Ashley, her other teammates watching closely.

"What the hell? You're supposed to be suspended." Janelle grabbed Ashley's shoulder and pulled her away from Aaron. She rolled her eyes at Aaron as he stepped back, waiting to see this whole entire situation unfold.

"During school hours, Janelle. There are no classes going on, right?" Ashley pushed her, staring down at her.

"Yeah, well, back off of Aaron. Go home." Janelle tightened her jaw, attempting to control her anger. She felt her teammates' eyes on them both, realizing that Nathan was probably grabbing something from the locker rooms.

"It's about time you pay, Miss Smith." Ashley instantly grabbed Janelle by the throat as she slammed her back against the bleachers with a loud thud. Everyone ran towards her to try and help, but Ashley pulled out a gun and everyone instantly stepped back, fear written in all their faces.

Janelle didn't fight back this time. Hit after hit, she felt herself being drug into unconsciousness. Blood trickled down the corner of her lip, bruises evident along her face. Ashley clicked the safety off before aiming it at Janelle's knee. "Have fun being on crutches, bitch." With that being said, she pulled the trigger.

Janelle screamed in pain, the noise of the gunshot mixed with her yelps echoed throughout the gym. Nathan ran from the locker room out to the gym as he saw Janelle lying on the hardwood floor, blood pooling around her right leg.

"Someone call 911! Now!" Nathan removed his shirt, leaving him in a wife beater as he tied it securely around her gunshot wound. Janelle screamed in pain once more, tears evident in her swollen eyes. "Shit, who the hell did this?" Nathan sat down, applying pressure on her knee as her teammates, gathered around her.

"Where the hell is Aaron?" Nathan said out of anger, realizing that Aaron was gone.

"Okay, girls. Practice is over. Go home." Nathan looked down at Janelle, seeing her face bruised as he brought her leg up to rest on his own. Her teammates had already left as he kept his eyes glued onto her.

"It'll be okay, alright? Just- Damn it, stay with me." Nathan continued applying pressure, hearing faint noises of the ambulance near. Janelle reached over and placed a hand over his, smiling slightly at him. "I guess I won't be playing this season, Coach."

He shook his head and looked around, making sure no one was around before leaning down and pecking her lips. "I don't care about the team right now. I need for you to be okay, alright?" He pulled away once he heard the medics arrive. He helped Janelle up onto the gurney before he walked to the back of the ambulance. "Don't be late to school tomorrow," he smiled weakly.

"I'll be the first student there," she said weakly before the ambulance drove off, leaving Nathan in her blood.