The rest of the afternoon was heavy. I spent hours on my laptop looking at student loans and part time jobs on campus.I knew who my dad was, what he could do if I didn't succumb to his demands anymore.
Jax stayed quiet. He tried to help by cleaning up the room, but he kept wincing from the pain in his head.
"Go lie down," I told him for the tenth time.
"I'm fine, Liam. Stop mothering me," he grumbled, but he finally sat down. He watched me type on my computer. "You're really looking for a job? You won’t have time to work and practice."
"I'll make time," I said. “Just in case things go south."
Suddenly, there was a loud knock at the door. I opened it and found Toby standing there.
"Liam, you need to come to the locker room," Toby said, breathing hard. "The guys are talking. Some of
