“Uh… yeah. About that. Me and Rachel aren’t together anymore, I broke up with her. I realized that she wasn’t the one I wanted. It was you Ash.” Katie finishes quietly, looking up at Ashley through her eyelashes.

“NO!! Don’t call me that! You lost that right after you tore my heart out! You don’t get to do that! You can’t just hurt me like you did, leave and come back like it’s no big deal.” Ashley hisses out, livid. She has never been this angry before. ‘I can’t fuckin’ believe her!’

“But Ashley, I…” Ashley cuts her off.

“SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP!” Ashley seethes. “I don’t even know why you came back. The day you left is the day you stopped existing to me.” With that, Ashley grabs Jazz’s hand, who had be standing in stunned silence during the whole converstion. They make their way outside and walk towards Ashley’s car. Standing by it, Ashley leans up against it, taking a couple of deep breathes to calm herself down. She feels Jazz’s arm wrap around her waist and looks up at her.

“You okay?” Jazz asks, concern coloring her voice. Ashley just stares at her for a little bit, not expecting the look of concern that’s showing on Jazz’s face.

“Uh… yeah. I’m okay. Just… was kinda shocked to see her. I mean she hurt me real bad you know.” Ashley says quietly.

“Uh… yeah actually. I know what you mean.” Jazz says just as quietly. Ashley just looks at her, like actually looks at her and realization dawns on her face. ‘Oh shit’

“Oh my god, Jazz…” Jazz’s head snaps up and sees the look on Ashley’s face. Tightening the arm around Ashley’s waist, she quickly tries to reassure her.

“Oh no! Not you Ash. I meant someone else. And I guess when I first met you, I just wanted to forget and you were willing to go with me.” Ashley just nods her head and Jazz keeps talking.

“I know we aren’t exactly friends but I was kinda wondering… Can we be?” Jazz looks up with a hopeful expression on her face. Seeing the skeptical look on the brunette’s face, Jazz is quick to reassure her.

“I don’t mean I wanna be your girlfriend. I saw you when that blond girl was watching you play. You like her don’t you? Just as much as she likes you?” Ashley looks up at Jazz with a look of surprise on her face. ‘How does she know that?’