I watched him break free of a tackle and run towards the outside with the ball. If he got through that last barrier he could go all the way. With his speed no one was going to be able to stop him. No. He would go all the way to the end zone.
And then it happened. I wasn’t sure how and as I tried to replay it in my mind, I found that I couldn’t. Joey broke through the last tackle, but then someone came barreling on him from the side as he was momentarily slowed up with those two defenders.
I saw it all happen in my mind before it unfolded in front of my eyes. The other player slammed into Joey, helmet to helmet, his body flying through the air and moving right over top of him. Joey’s body stopped and then flipped over completely as he landed hard on the ground with a sickening thud. The entire stadium was silent for a moment. And then there came some shrieks and some loud gasps as everyone realized Joey was not moving.
“NO!” I yelled as loudly as I could. The force of the blast of my voice felt like it was ripping my lungs out and I instantly felt dizzy, sick, nausea, and completely light headed. I wanted to rush out onto the field, but my body was paralyzed by the sight.
“I don’t believe it!” Toni yelled in tears beside me as she clutched my arm tightly. I’m honestly not sure which of us she was trying to console in that devastating moment. I realized that I was in tears, the salty drops fell from my eyes stinging my face and running down my cheeks. This was awful. What was I going to do?
I felt the whole world spinning around me. I was going to faint right there. All of the horrible things I’d been feeling just moments ago seemed lost and stupid. What was I doing? I needed Joey just as much as he needed me. I couldn’t just give up on us. And now it looked like he might really need me, but then again his injuries might be far worse than I could tell.
I started to stand up. I had to go to him.
But suddenly, the world started to blur around me and the sound of rain gushing from the sky filled my ears. But I felt now water. It still sounded like it was pouring as if all the moisture in the entire world was coming down hard on all of us.
And then it was over. Except for the sound. The sound of the rain was still there. But it was quieter now. There was no roar. And I was not at the game anymore. I was in my bed. I was alone. The darkness of the room embraced me.
The sound I could hear of the water falling was the shower. That’s all it was. I was safe and sound at home. And Joey was in the shower. He was ok. He was fine.
It had all been a dream. A horrible, crazy, terror filled dream. A nightmare. I’d dreamt that Joey had been hurt playing ball. That would have been about the most devastating thing that I could have ever thought about happening to the man that I loved.
And I did love him. Despite the crazy thoughts that had been going around inside my head lately, I did love Joey. He was my everything. Which was exactly why it had hurt me so much recently when his obsession had actually been pulling us apart, and I knew that he didn’t even realize it.
I rolled out of the bed. I always slept naked. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror illuminated from the slight bit of light seeping through under the crack of the door. My large, round breasts were on full display. I’d been blessed from a young age to have a large bosom. Joey practically worshipped them. Even after all this time together, I still caught him leering at my cleavage or just my chest in general when I was even wearing a t-shirt.
I was glad that he found me so attractive. Sometimes I didn’t feel good about myself. I wasn’t sure why, though. I’d always been considered pretty, and attractive. But I was not as slim as I wanted to be. I had big boobs, wide, curvy hips, and strong legs. If I didn’t work hard on my diet and exercise the weight would pile on. I’d never let it get out of control, but right around the age of thirteen I noticed myself getting a bit on the pudgy side. Luckily, right at the same time I discovered a love for sports. I played softball and soccer. To enhance my sports ability I began hitting the gym with a steady combination of weights and cardio. It made me laugh how many women thought lifting weights would make them look like John Cena.
My dedication to exercise and fitness had kept me lean while I still had the curves that had always attracted men. I’m fairly certain that was what had initially gotten hold of Joey’s attention when we first met. There was no way to hide my naturally large chest, so I didn’t even try.
I grabbed one of my breasts in my hand and held it, feeling it’s girth, looking at the sweet reflection of the flesh in the mirror, and letting the nipple slip between my fingers. I was getting so turned on. I think seeing the horrible accident in my dream and the reality sinking in that I might have actually lost Joey, or at least a part of him (he never would have recovered mentally from that kind of devastation) had put a song in my heart and made me realize how lucky I was to be with him.
And the idea that he was ok and naked in the shower only a few feet away from me had been enough to seal the deal. I was ready for some action. I often woke up with desire on my mind.
As I approached though, the tears began to roll down my face again. Joey—my Joey—he was fine. I was fine. But I still didn’t know if we were fine together. I had to go to him. I needed to feel his strong arms wrapped around me. I had to know that he was there for me, even when it felt like he wasn’t.
I opened the door and stepped inside the bathroom.
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