Chapter 24

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"New couple alert! New York's most eligible bachelor wide receiver for the New York Giants is....... Wait for it! No longer eligible to be a bachelor. Which kind of sucks because he's been my Man Crush Monday for 4 years but I've only known who he is for 2 years! But anyway that's beside the point. He was seen out all night on his birthday with girlfriend and soccer star for team USA Massy Arias, who will be bringing in her own birthday in December." The corky blonde girl reported for E-News as she stood in front of a green screen that showed photos of Odell and Massy caught out a few nights before. Fans pages posted photos, leaving comments here and there debating on if they were just friends or an actual couple. Massy frowned and rolled her eyes at the tv, Mari managed to slither in a television show that didn't involve sports but instead focused on what fashion designer celebrities were wearing or how many followers Kim Kardashian now had. As she was tagged in endless posts. She tossed her phone on her coffee table and slid further down on the couch. She couldn't even look at her phone freely without seeing her and Odell's name posted next to each other. "Next week you guys will be married!" Mari teased as she herself scrolled through the countless photos that had Massy and Odell's name tagged to them and listening to the tv at the same time. "I've never wanted to kill you more than right now." Massy said calmly with her head back on the couch and eyes closed. Mari looked up from her phone. "Eewww, you've been very violent lately. What is wrong with you!?" Massy didn't move, her eyes still closed, she sighed pausing for a moment before answering her sister. She debated on whether or not to say anything due to her sister's constant overreaction to things. "I haven't gotten my period from last month, and it's already like a week into November." Massy sounded beyond annoyed. Granted a light pounding was beginning to form on the left side of her temple. She was beginning to think she jinxed herself yet again after lying to Odell about being on her period to get out of having s*x with him. "OH. MY. GOD. You need to take a test! How many times have you f****d him! Jesus!" Mari said sitting up and leaning towards Massy. Massy had yet to move she didn't have it in her. "Don't say f**k. It sounds so... Vulgar. Three." Massy sighed again. "I don't want to take a test, I'm scared of what it will say." "Jesus Massy, you're like... Triple pregnant right now! So, what? You're going to just wait nine months until you pop out a kid dressed in a soccer uniform wearing football pads!" Mari said sounding as serious as she could, her sense of humor was not funny to Massy at the moment. "That's not how it works!" Massy hissed referring to being triple pregnant.  Mari c****d her head back rolling her eyes to the ceiling. "Uumm, everybody knows it takes nine months to grow a parasite, you learn that in like 4th grade, duh."  "I was referring to being triple pregnant, stupid." Massy laid in her same spot, she finally opened her eyes and looked at Mari. "Matter of fact. Don't talk to me for 24 hours. Ok!? No talking. I need a Mari free speaking zone. Starting now!" Massy laid her head back down on the couch and closed her eyes again. "You need to take a test!" Mari sang. "You need to not speak to me for 24 hours!" Massy sang back. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Massy had been on set all day filming a Nike commercial. The soccer team started their #NoMaybes campaign, getting fans ready for the up and coming season. Each star player would film their own commercial, then a team commercial would be shot later. She had done many photoshoots before during college, but shooting a commercial was something completely different. It was like working out while the camera's filmed it, only it lasted all day, doing the same workouts over and over getting different angles. She had made the mistake of training that morning not realizing it would be this way. Her body ached, her arms tightened as she threw a 10lb weight ball against the wall over and over, cameras rotated around her getting every shot possible. She may have been shooting her first commercial of her professional career but the only thing she could think of was the fact that she could possibly be pregnant. Sure she was on birth control to keep her periods from being so painful while she trained, but birth control didn't completely prevent you from becoming pregnant. Her or Odell hadn't even thought about condoms, due to the fact that both times kind of just happened due to raging hormones, the third time was a give me, and Odell sure wasn't thinking about pulling out of her in the middle of an amazing orgasm. As she continued tossing the ball, she tried counting exactly how many times did Odell c*m in her, which only led to her thinking about how great the s*x was, which only led to her wanting him at that moment. The commercial eventually wrapped, sending a beyond tired Massy home only for her to get up the next day for week ten of football season, she had roughly three more games left with the Giants before she had to be in California for the beginning of training camp. As exhausted as she was physically, mentally her mind was running a mile a minute.
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