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down the long hallway to the exit. It was funny how our coaches seemed to truly care about the players until the players didn't perform or couldn't hold up their end of the bargain. I couldn't help but wonder how quickly my relationship with Coach Billows would change if I dropped hockey.
    Did I really care? No, not in the slightest.
    I jogged toward the baseball field, almost slipping on ice and snow more times than I could count. By the time I got there, I was winded, tired and wanted to go home. Unfortunately, I had no other choice than to put on my facade of being the strong leader everyone wanted me to be, and kicking ass for the next three hours.
     
    *
     
    A groan left me as I reached for the door to my apartment. Everything hurt, and a night of sitting in the bathtub with the water as hot as I could get it sounded great. I paused before opening the door as the sound of my sister's voice spilled out from under the door.
    Why was Aubrey in my apartment?
    I walked in to find her dancing around the kitchen with her headphones in.
    "Hey." I reached out and grabbed her arm from behind. She swung around and threw a punch. I ducked just in time to miss her attack.
    "Jayce! You scared the shit out of me." She gave me a hard look. "You could have warned someone."
    "What are you doing?" I let my bag slide off my shoulder.
    "Cleaning up. Layla said she was planning on moving in on Monday. I just wanted to make sure the apartment was super clean for her. She's a bit of a clean freak." She shrugged and turned back to cleaning.
    "Okay..." I grabbed my bag and half-dragged it into my bedroom. I was tired, but I needed a release from my stress. Where my sports used to be that release, now they only seemed to pile the stress on thicker, faster. I had to find something to do before my head exploded.
    Boxing. Will was boxing and he seemed almost like a different man the other day.
    "Where's Lucas?" I walked back into the kitchen and stopped at the opening. No getting my ass whooped by a crazy woman with a spatula.
    "Dance, dance, dance all night with me," Aubrey sang off key and loud.
    I pressed my fingers to my ears and moved into her line of sight.
    "That bad?" She gave me a cute look.
    "Worse. Where is Lucas?"
    "Talking with his parents."
    "About?" I moved toward the small dining room table my mom and dad had dropped off the week before.
    "About the wedding. We want to have it in March."
    "March?" I almost came up out of my chair. "Isn't that a little fast, sis?"
    "Yeah, but I'm ready to have it out of the way. I know most little girls dream of their wedding day and stuff, but I don't. I just want family and friends there. So... why not do it soon and that way Lucas and I can move on with our lives."
    "Move on how? You're taking this semester off, but you're making it up in Washington, right?"
    "I think so. I want my degree, obviously."
    "I thought you were trying to get the attention of some major dance company." I brushed my hand down my face, confused.
    "I don't know what I want to do with my future right now." She walked toward me and sat down in the chair closest to mine. "I just want to be with him. I miss him so much when we're not together. As his wife, I have the right to be beside him everywhere. You know what I mean?"
    "Yeah. I get that, but March?" I groaned internally. I had two sports to manage, classes to not fail and mid-terms around that time. Life couldn't get more complicated. It could get worse, no doubt, but it was about as complex as it could get.
    My chest tightened and the air seemed so hard to breathe all of a sudden.
    "Yeah. If it's too much..." Her smile faded.
    "No. It's great. I'll be there. You know that." I got up and stretched, ignoring the budding pain in my chest. "I gotta piss."
    "Ewww gross." She crinkled up her nose at me. I pulled at her ponytail as I walked languidly to the bathroom.
    I'm having a heart attack. Call her in here. Get help.
    "March?" I shut the door behind me, pressed my back