Page 2 of Levi

Turning to look at Linda, I laugh when I catch her rolling her eyes at my sister.

“I’m sorry,” Linda says, blushing. “She’s just…a lot.”

“A lot?” I smirk. “That’s the polite way of saying my sister is an absolute pain in the ass. My aunt used to call her Pita growing up.”

“Pita?” she asks, her eyebrows scrunching together in confusion.

“Yeah. Pain In The Ass. It was her nickname, and it fit her perfectly.”

“Oh,” she says with a giggle before turning back to her computer quickly as Ally returns.

“Here,” she snaps as she shoves the box into my chest.

Instead of fighting her, I just give her a saccharine smile and walk back to my office. The fact that I’m able to do this right now shows real growth. When I’m this hangry, I’m usually unable to think rationally and end up biting everyone's head off. That’s why I almost always have a snack or three in my bag, so that I never actually get hungry. This time, though, my sister took the last of my beef jerky and only left the chips I don’t like.

I can’t wait until I don’t have to live with her anymore because I know she does all of that on purpose. She’s always been like this—jealous of the things I have or the things I enjoy. Whether it was the job I wanted, the clothes I wore, or even the guy I liked, she took it all by being a backstabbing twatwaffle.

Unfortunately for me, I had to live with her in the house she rents from our parents while I was in school. I didn’t really have another choice. Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful that I didn’t have to stress over finding a place to stay and paying for it—but my sister is difficult at best, and living with her is a nightmare.

Now that I’m done with school and officially have a full-time job, I’m ready to get my own place. I just haven’t had the chance yet.

With her attitude, I’m going to find the time even if I have to pull it out of thin air.

Sitting down at my desk, I grab my sandwich and the subpar bag of chips from my bag then settle in to watchNew Girlon my phone for lunch.

I’m not even five minutes into the episode when I hear my uncle’s voice coming down the hall, and I can tell I’m not supposed to be hearing this conversation. Quickly standing up, I move behind my door…obviously eavesdropping, but I have no shame.

“Yeah, the deal’s done. I’m getting my way and will be back in Nashville,” my uncle says in what I’m assuming is a phone call.

What the fuck does that mean?

“No, I'm bringing the girls, too. I told them we were a package deal if they wanted me to coach. I'm telling the girls at dinner tonight, but we’ll be moving in two weeks, right before the damn season starts. Ally's boyfriend plays a couple of hours away from Nashville anyway, so they’re used to the distance. She probably won’t be too concerned. Quinn, on the other hand, doesn't take anything in life seriously, definitely not serious enough for her to be dating—she doesn’t exactly seem like the commitment type. Which is why I'm hesitant to keep her in the head trainer role. If she can’t commit in other areas of her life, why should I believe she can do it when it comes to her job? But I told her I'd give her this year to prove it.”

What the fuck.

Is this man really moving us cross-country without warning? And is he really talking this much shit about me, his own niece, right outside my fucking office?

I guess it's good to know what he thinks about me.

I'm glad he's not just abandoning us to go back home, but a heads-up would have been nice.

And why the fuck am I cleaning a place we aren't even going to be working in next month?

The pause stretches longer, and I almost think the conversation is over. I'm about to go sit back down and finish eating when I hear him again.

“No, she's not letting him know we’ll be working there. Ally is dating someone new, and she's not concerned with her ex-fiancé,” he says, and my blood turns cold at the mention of him. “He won't be a concern for anyone—he'll be on the first plane to L.A. as soon as I'm in charge. I don’t tolerate cheaters on my team.”

My heart starts racing at his words as his voice gets further and further away until, finally, it’s silent, except not in my mind. Now my head is spinning at a million miles an hour stressing about everything I just heard. My uncle’s not that big of a dick, right? He wouldn’t purposefully fuck over Levi…would he? Well, I'm sure he would, but it’s stupid to ship him away from his home when he hasn't done anything wrong. Although based on the cheater remark, it sounds like he still believes Ally’s version of their breakup, which pisses me off even more.

But why would my uncle want to get rid of Levi?

Levi is incredible on the ice, even if it pains me to admit that I watch him. Beyond that, he’s a good teammate, his friends all love him, and I know he’s good to his family. Making him out to be a bad guy is bullshit, and getting rid of him would be a horrible move for the Firebirds.

But what can I do about that? It’s not like I’m exactly in a position to make big decisions for the team; that’s way above my pay grade. With my mind starting to quiet, I begin pacing my office trying to digest this new information.

It’s not like I can really fight for Levi either, especially when I’m not even supposed to know this information yet. Not to mention—that might make it weird with Ally, and the last thing I need is to give her another reason to make my life hell.

But why? She doesn’t give a fuck about your feelings…

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