Tutoring the Hockey Captain

AVA'S POV

“You're coming along, right?” My best friend, Elara, asked from her room, and I couldn't imagine her poking her head out of her room door. 

I shut the cover of my erotic book in slight frustration. My vibrator was just a few steps away from me, but I couldn't do any of that now. Not when Elara was on my neck. 

“I don't think I'll be welcome there,” I said, and she barged right into my room. 

“Your boyfriend's team just won the fucking semi finals, and you don't want to attend the after party? Please, Ava. Tell me you're joking.”

“Fine,” I finally said. “I'll go.”

I watched her do a little happy dance as she went through my wardrobe, tossing clothes on the bed, but I didn't mind. 

I found it more than weird that Jamie, my boyfriend, didn't even invite me to the after-party. That was enough indication that he didn't want me there. 

Elara held up a black dress, bringing me out of my thoughts. “This looks perfect,” she gushed. “Hold on while I fetch one of my black heels. It'll compliment this dress.”

Before I could speak, she headed out. I managed to slip into the dress, but I couldn't get rid of the feeling that something wrong was going to happen. 

Elara returned, slipping the black heels on my feet. True to her words, they complimented the dress. She stepped back to admire her hand work. 

“Gorgeous,” she whispered. I stared back at the mirror, taking in the sight of the person in front of me. 

It wasn't the way I would usually dress. The reflection staring back at me looked wild. With a dress that hung to every curve like a second skin and my hair that was done in a high ponytail, I couldn't help but tip my chin in confidence. 

The both of us got into her car, and I was pressing my thumbs together in the passenger's seat. She frowned, noticing. 

“You don't have to worry about anything. I don't think Jamie would have a problem with you being there. Besides, we really need to work on your social life.”

I nodded, trying to believe her. The car stopped right in front of one of the most expensive bars that we had around. As we stepped in, the beat from the music playing seemed to vibrate through my body. 

Girls were twerking, while guys poured drinks over their backs and cheered them on. That wasn't a place I should be. 

Elara held me close like she could smell my nervousness. She wrapped her arm around mine waving and laughing with people. Yes, she was the confident one. I was the girl who found solace in my books. 

One of the guys brought two drinks in plastic cups, before winking at me and heading out. I immediately dropped it on one of the counters. Heavens knew what they put in there. Elara held on to hers. 

“Where are the players?” I asked, raising my voice slightly over the music. A part of me was more than excited to see Jamie. To finally get to kiss him and congratulate him right in front of his teammates. Elara shrugged, looking around. 

The both of us finally spotted the college hockey players that were gathered in a corner talking over each other, with women in their laps. I craned my neck, immediately looking for Jamie. He was the only one that I talked to there. 

Elara hurried over, giving them hugs. “Congratulations on your win,” she kept saying. 

As soon as I got to where they were sitting, the whole place went silent. I felt my throat slowly close up when I didn't see Jamie. 

“Where's Jamie?” I asked in a whisper, and the guys looked around each other like they were hiding something. 

Even Elara noticed. She looked between me and the guys. “She asked a question, guys. Where's Jamie?”

One of the guys stood up, and I immediately recognized him. He was Cameron Davis. Captain of the hockey team. The one person that Jamie couldn't stop talking trash about whenever we were together. 

He scraped his hair away from his face, licking his lips. “If no one is going to tell her, then I will.”

My frown deepened. “Tell me what?”

He took his phone out, scrolling through it, before turning the screen to me. “Jamie's upstairs. Fucking two women.”

The whole place went silent, and I watched what was on the screen. It was clearly Jamie. 

I took a small step back, letting out a small laugh. “This is a joke, right?” I asked, and Cameron's face softened as he shook his head. 

“Ava…” Elara called out, but I was barely listening to her. 

“What room?” I asked. 

“Twenty three,” one of the guys still sitting called out. I turned around without hesitation, heading for the stairs. I ended up in a dark hallway, and I could hear the others come right behind me. I didn't care at that point. I just wanted to see everything for myself. 

I finally found the room, and I held my breath as I wrapped my fingers around the cold door knob, pushing the door open. 

There he was. Naked between two ladies. One of them kissed him, and the other gave him a blow job. 

“What the fuck?!” He screamed as he saw me standing there. 

I cocked my head to the side, blinking back the tears that threatened to spill. “So this is it?” I asked, barely able to find my voice. The two ladies covered themselves up as more people trooped into the room. 

“What are you even doing here?” He asked, with his voice lacking any form of guilt. “I don't remember inviting you.”

“That's what you're going to say after she just caught you cheating?” Elara asked, raising her voice. “I should have known from the way you were treating her, you jerk!”

“How long?” I asked. 

Jamie slipped his jeans on before looking over and giving me the answer that broke me. “Since a week into the relationship.” My knees buckled immediately. 

He wasn't even done speaking. “You weren't enough. You don't expect me to date a middle class college girl while I was on the college hockey team.”

Everything was suddenly starting to make sense to me. That was the reason why he only met with me in private. And there I was, foolishly thinking he did that because he wanted a private relationship. 

Before I could even blink, Elara walked to him in two strides, giving him a firm slap on the cheek. “I don't ever want to see you around her!” She warned, pointing her index finger at him. I could barely even see clearly. Not when my eyes were filling up with tears. 

“Not even in my wildest dreams.” Jamie said in a mocking tone. 

I reached back, taking the plastic cup from one of the guy's hands, and downing the contents of the cup in two gulps. The liquid burned down my throat, but I couldn't care less. 

“Ava,” Cameron called out to me, but I held my hand out. 

“Don't touch me, fucker. You all knew about this. Every one of you.” I looked over at Elara. She was crying. 

I had already been through tough times all through my high school. This was just the height of it. 

“Take me home,” I begged. “Please.”