Chapter 1
Hope POV
My phone's alarm sounded. I awoke lazily. We had a USWNT camp in Jersey that started in 3 days, and my plane left in 4 hours. I was definitely excited about the camp and game against England, but waking up at 3am wasn't really my thing, at least not while I was sober. I rolled over and looked at Jerramy lying next to me. Somehow he had slept through the alarm. Maybe it was because he had gotten home so late yesterday. I tapped him on the shoulder, he mumbled something incomprehensible, so I decided to let him sleep. His phone buzzed on the nightstand next to him. I looked at the screen:
"Hey babe, last night was great. I really like you, and you definitely know how to please a woman ;) Talk to you soon, Jennifer"
I read it over again. Suddenly I felt a wave of sadness and anger and emotions that I couldn't even describe if I wanted to. It made me sick knowing I wasn't good enough for the love of my life. My husband had cheated on me. I let that sink in. I needed to get as far away from this, from him as I could. I got my largest suitcase and threw a majority of my clothes, books, pictures, and anything that I could find into it, and got Sasha and Oynx, my dogs. I was going to drive them down to my brother Marcus' house on the way to the airport. Even though my relationship with Marcus wasn't strong at times, he was the only person in the world who understood the crazy shit we'd been through. With my suitcase in hand, and my dogs in the car, I took one last look at the place I call home, or used to call home. I got in the car and called my agent. "Katie, is there any way I could get out of my contract with Seattle."
Kelley POV
I looked out the window as my plane landed in Jersey. The pilot's voice echoed across the plane as we came to a halt. I took my carry on bag from the top compartment and eventually got off the plane and into the airport. Jill had given us our roommates for the trip already. Luckily, I got Press. Things wouldn't be as bad as the time that I roomed with Mal. Don't get me wrong, I love her, but I was the one who ended up doing her calculus homework.
When I checked into the hotel, the only one who was already there was Hope, who had secluded herself in a corner, hiding her face behind her phone. Her eyes were red and puffy, probably from crying. I couldn't help but feel bad. I started to approach her, but she left to her room. I decided I should do the same. I looked at the email from Jill that contained the hotel room information. Kelley and Christen, room 125A, it read. I made my way to our room to get rest and start unpacking.