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Fight

Adam's POV

A million thoughts went through my head as I watched Julie walk up on the stage and take the jersey from the not to pleased commissioner. Julie was smiling brightly, but I couldn't bring myself to be happy. Julie being drafted by a team in another city was a big problem. I wanted to throw up.

"Are you okay man?" Guy asked.

"What do you think?" I snapped, even though I didn't mean to.

Julie didn't return until almost an hour later. "Let's get out of here." I told her as I drug her out of the room.

"Bye guys," Julie waved to the others.

"What's wrong Adam?" Julie asked as we got in the car.

"Nothing." I answered. "I'm just tired."

"Are you angry with me?"

"No." I lied. I was angry with her. I was angry that she didn't even seem a little hurt by the fact that we are going to be in different cities. What does that say about our relationship?

"I can't believe I actually got drafted." Julie stated, smiling, as she latched her seatbelt.

"Isn't this great Adam?" She asked.

I don't know what came over me, but I completely snapped. "Great for whom, Julie? It sure as hell isn't great for me."

"Aren't you happy for me?" Julie asked, hurt.

"How can I be? D you have any idea what this means. Has it even come across your mind?" I continued to yell and I could see the tears forming in Julie's eyes.

"What the hell is wrong with you? I thought you would be happy for me."

"Well I'm not." I yelled back, tipping the iceberg. Julie's tears spilled over and she sobbed the rest of the way back to the hotel. Even worse, she didn't talk to me the entire way back to Boston . When we got home she headed straight to our room and slammed the door. I followed her inside.

"Julie. I'm sorry okay." I told her. "But I can't be happy about this."

"And why not Adam? I thought you loved me."

"I do."

"But you're angry that something good has happened to me."

"Something good?" I found myself raising my voice once more. "How can you call something that splits us up something good?"

"It's only splitting us apart because you are acting like an ass." Julie yelled back.

"I guess you really are a blonde." I yelled.

I immediately felt her hand slap my face. "I guess I now know how you really feel."

"What's wrong Jules? Is it close to the truth? If you are so smart, why don't you realize that we are going to be in different cities?"

"What the hell does that have to do with anything?"

"It has everything to do with everything. I can't believe how excited you are to be living in a different city then me."

"What?" Julie stopped dead in her tracks.

"You heard me. I guess I know where I stand in the scheme of things with you. You don't give a damn that we are going to be so far apart."

"You are so full of it Adam. How long could it be for? A couple of weeks until they decide that I can't play. You just can't stand it that something good has happened to me for a change. You're not going to be the one in the spotlight."

"Oh give me a break. This isn't what this is about and you know it."

"Then enlighten me Adam. What the hell is this about? You said yourself that they probably won't rule for me." I couldn't think of anything to say so I remained quiet. "That's what I thought." Julie yelled as she pulled out a suitcase.

"What the hell are you doing?" I yelled.

"I'm packing Adam." She yelled at me. "I have to be in Tampa tomorrow afternoon for a press conference."

I closed the suitcase and threw it across the floor. "You're not going."

"Yes, I am." Julie told me as she picked the suitcase up and continued packing.

"I forbid it." I knew I was overstepping my boundary, but I had to find a way for her to stay.

"You what?"

"I forbid it."

She pushed me up against the wall. "Just because we are getting married doesn't mean that you have a right to boss me around."

"Don't you even give a fuck about us?" She remained quiet, seeming to be thinking about something. "Hmm. Apparently you don't. Is this what it's going to be like when we're married?" I yelled louder. "You not caring about our relationship and acting like a complete bitch." I could hardly believe the words had come out of my mouth. I once again felt her slap me, this time harder then before.

"No." She choked out threw tears.

"Good." I told her calmly. Before I could even react I felt a small, hard object hit me on the forehead.

"Because we're not getting married." It was then that I realized that she had taken her engagement ring off and thrown it at me.

"Excuse me."

"You heard me." She pushed past me. "I am not going to be with someone who can't support me and I am not going to stand here and take your abuse."

"Don't you walk out that door!" I commanded her as I followed her into the living room.

She didn't pay me any attention as she opened the door and stepped into the hallway. "Goodbye Adam." She told me sternly, before slamming the door shut.

"Well fine then. Just go. See if I care. I'm better off with out you." I yelled.

It didn't take me long to regret everything I had said. I raced out the door to try and catch her. I made it to the parking lot just in time to see her speed out onto the highway.

"Goodbye, Julie." I headed back into the apartment and picked the ring up and looked at it before falling to my knees, with tears streaming down my face. "What the hell have I done?" I whispered as I held the ring in my hand.

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