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Seven months later…

(Kristen's POV)

How could I do this? This is so not like me. How am I gonna tell him? He's gonna be crushed and it'll be over. Everything we have, or maybe I should get used to saying had. We're waiting for a bus in Sacramento to take us to Seattle. All my teammates are looking at me weird because I'm acting really fidgety and looking kinda depressed. The stares are getting really annoying, so I put my head in my hands. Finally, someone comes over to me and sits next to me. I glance to my right side and see Becky with a worried look then return my head to my hands. Becky rests her elbows on her thighs so she's a little closer to my head.

"What's going on, Web," she finally asks. Should I tell her? But, what will she think?

"Elliot and I are over," is all I can think to say. She squints.

"When?"

"We didn't… officially break up, but he's gonna once we get back to New York."

"What's going on, Kristen," she pressures. I sigh.

"I've… cheated on Elliot four times on the road," I say quietly. "I was even in a stable state of mind everytime too. What does that say about me?"

"Look, Kris, you made a mistake. Elliot will forgive you."

"I made four mistakes and no, he won't. He trusts me to go on road trips and come back to him. Now I fucked all that up. I won't blame him for leaving."

"He's not leaving you. If he leaves you, the team will pay him a personal visit," she assures me. Becky's so great. Ugh, I'm about to go crazy though. I honestly don't know what to do without seeing Elliot. I stand up and start to walk to my left (Becky follows) then throw my water bottle at the brick wall as hard as I can. Water flies everywhere. A few of my teammates get soaked with water.

"What the fuck," one of them yells loud. She's obviously a rookie. Becky walks over to the yelling player.

"Hey, just shut up. She's in a really bad mood, okay. Leave her alone," she says sternly.

"Becky," Coach Pat Coyle yells. "Come here." Becky glares back at the angry player as she walks to Pat then kneels in front of her. "What's with Kristen?"

"Don't tell her I told you, but she's been cheating on her boyfriend and she's feeling really guilty. And she thinks he'll end everything when we get back to New York." Pat watches me as I pace the concrete.

"I'll talk to her. You go settle Davis down." Pat walks over to me but I just ignore her. "You need to calm down now, Kristen."

"I keep fucking up the best thing that ever happened to me! How do I calm down?" I'm just asking to get pulled out of tomorrow's game.

"Look at your team over them," she says pointing to the team. "They're relying on you to be on the top of you're game and make the baskets, make the rebounds, be aggressive on defense. From what I see, you're not gonna be on the top. Are you gonna let them down because you made a stupid mistake? If you are, maybe you should rethink being on this team." And with that she walks away. I fight to hold back the tears, but loose the battle anyway. Becky comes to me once again as I wipe away signs of tears.

"Look, Beck, thanks for trying to help but-."

"Kristen, I know what you're going through okay? You're not the only one who's made this kind of mistake on a long road trip," she cuts me off. "Back in 2000, in my third season, I had a pretty steady relationship going. Real nice guy… anyway, we had a five game road trip. After the fourth game, the team went out to celebrate, behind Pat's back. The next day, I wake up in a hotel room alone with a note that said "You were amazing. Hope to 'see' you next time you're in Chicago"."

"What happened with your boyfriend?"

"He broke up with me, but look where I am now? Rich, WNBA player. What's he doing? Last I heard, he's working at Wal-Mart. I did just fine without him."

"But Elliot and I are a lot closer. We've been together for almost two years."

"Yeah, well, Rick and I were close. We were constantly together when I was in town."

"It's different. I wasn't drunk-." Again, she cuts me off.

"Who said I was drunk?" She pauses for a moment. "All these players have made some kind of mistake. Don't act like it's the end of the world." She walks away. Oh great, I think she's mad at me now. The bus pulls up and I'm the first one on. I crash down in the second row. Players try to act like they're not looking at me as they walk past, but I can tell they are. Most of the players pass, but Becky sits next to me like she always does. There's a long silence until I break it.

"Look, Beck, I'm sorry for everything. I didn't mean to blow up," I apologize.

"I know you're under a lot of stress, but don't jump to conclusions so fast. You don't know what Elliot's gonna do." I watch as Pat boards the bus and glances at me. Becky continues to talk but I tune her out as I think about the team. I acted like an asshole to Pat. I wonder what she'll do because she does not like to be messed with. "Kristen. Hello, I'm talking to you." She waves her arms in front of my face. "What are you looking at?"

"Coach. I kinda got in her face today."

"She's not gonna bench you," she responds, knowing exactly what I was thinking. "She can't afford to break up the 'Dynamic Duo'." Becky and I are unstoppable when playing together so the team calls us that. I don't respond so Becky moves up a seat next to Pat. I listen into their conversation.

"How's Kristen doing," Pat asks her.

"She's worried that she's gonna get benched," Becky answers. Pat laughs slightly.

"Do you really think I would bench the best player in the WNBA?" I smile at that comment. "She's just having a bad day. I don't blame her for yelling a little, but she better get over this guilty thing. Tell her to call that boyfriend." Becky stands and comes back to the seat next to me.

"She wants you to call Elliot."

"Yeah, I heard. But I just can't. I want to tell him in person if I do at all."

"What do you mean 'if I do at all'? You're gonna tell him," she demands.

"He's gonna leave. I know Elliot."

"But even if he does, is it the end of the world? I know tons of guys that would go out with you. You're beautiful, athletic, fun to be with."

"One problem, millions of dollars from my endorsements. Guys like money, guys want my money."

"Come on, Kris, you always find something wrong with everything I say," she says sarcastically. "Let's just forget about the whole cheating on Elliot thing until after tomorrow's game, please."

Two Days in New York…

(Elliot's POV)

I don't know who Kristen's trying to fool. I know what goes on when she's on the road. I mean, come on, it's so obvious. She doesn't really like to talk about her road trips any more; she acts different around me, especially in bed. I know she feels guilty about it, but if this continues, I'll end it. I would hate to do that but what else can I do? Just let her go sleep with whatever guy she wants? That's not my definition of a healthy relationship. Some might think that I'm pretty understanding if I thought my girlfriend was cheating on me. Well, I am, because I've been cheated on in most of my relationships so I'm used to it. But early in our relationship, Kristen and I had this talk about how our past relationships ended. Most of ours were from cheating so we promised we would never cheat. But what does she do? She cheats. I love her too much for her to do this. I don't know if I'll be able to find another person like Kristen. And she'll probably go on to date some rich snob athlete or actor, probably athlete.

She should be home any minute now and I'm still wondering if I should ask her about it or not. I doubt she'll say anything about it to me so if I want to know, I have to talk to her first. I hear the door unlock and open. Kristen walks in and drops all her stuff.

"Hey, Kris, we need to talk," I say. Oh great, so I'm gonna ask her about it.

"About what," she says innocently.

"About your road trips. What do you do after your away games?"

"I usually just go back to the hotel or maybe out with the team."

"Do you go back to your hotel room alone?"

"What are you trying to say Elliot?" I don't answer. "You think I'm cheating on you?"

"Are you?" Now she doesn't answer. "So it's true." I stand up and walk towards her. She flinches when I get near her. I must seem really tense. I sigh and stare right into her eyes. "Was there really a reason to cheat on me, Kristen?"

"I don't know why I did it, Elliot. I was just… I don't know."

"It's alright, Kris," I say softly as I pull her into a hug. "We'll work it out."

"What," she pulled away. "You're not leaving?"

"I will never leave you, Kristen. No matter what you do, I will not leave. But when you're on road trips, stay away from the guys, for me."

A/N: I was gonna have them break up for a LONG time but that always happens in this story so yeah… please someone has to give me some ideas! I'm begging you! I'll use anything!