Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

Chapter 85

Chapter 85

17: Gage.

By the time I get finished with the post-game interviews, I'm fucking frantic.

I can see from the field that the family box is empty. Lights out. The stands have cleared.

There is only one place where people are congregating the home team sideline —and I swear to Christ, if the security team allowed Stella down here,

I'm going to tear a hole in the sky. There is alcohol and groupies riding on the shoulders of my teammates. Even the coaches are acting like fools, singing and guzzling champagne straight from the bottle. When I arrive at the impromptu gathering, everyone goes wild, cheering, slapping me on the back and taking pictures of me with their phones. But I don't give a shit about any of it. I'm glad we won the game. I'm relieved I lived up to expectations and I feel some closure with my father's death, but the only person I want to celebrate with is Stella.

And there is no sign of my sweet girlfriend anywhere.

Don't panic.

Don't panic.

I arrived at the game too late to talk to my teammates. I need to explain to them how important Stella is to me. This is my chance. Stella is somewhere

safe with the security team, so I can take two minutes to straighten out the story. Then I can stop having nightmares about her finding out. Just two minutes and I can go find her-

I stop dead in my tracks when the members of Stella's security team appear on the fringes of the crowd. Without Stella.

The helmet slips from my fingers.

"Where is she?" I roar, my heart rocketing up into my mouth.

Silence lands around me like a shower of bricks.

Panic like I've never experienced slices into me like knives. I'm halfway toward the security guards before I realize I've moved. They back away from me, holding their palms out. I must appear deranged. Good. That's exactly what I am. They weren't supposed to leave her side. They weren't even supposed to leave the family box. What the hell is going on?

Now," I growl through my teeth. "Where is my

of them steps forward, visibly nervous. "She ran off, Mr. Weston. We chased her, but she got a head start and it was too dark to

direction she went."

my body.

is weak. I barley have the

I already

I know what's coming.

stand on the tracks and wait for the train to

deserve this. I was careless and idiotic and now I'm going to pay

supposed to allow anyone to talk to her!" I bellow, ripping off my jersey. My shoulder pads. I'm being suffocated. Oh God, she's off somewhere alone. She's run away, hurt. I've lost her. I'm going

that

That's the final blow.

knees, pitch forward and lose the contents of my

eyes closed and all I can see is Stella's beautiful face. How she'd cry

have to go find her,

Pull it together.

somewhere in the

be in

the fear of her being harmed that pulls me out of my delirium. Enough to stumble to my feet and whirl around.

situation is

to Stella with good intentions. Someone wants what is

answers me,

their team captain. It's my job to read

of my receivers ducks

go after him

a matador. He makes it

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