Here it is, after so long, the next chapter of this story. It partly follows the first part of the episode 'Sunday, Bloody Sasha Sunday'. The next chapter will be about the second part of it. I hope you like it. And like always, thanks to everyone who reviewed my story and put it in the alerts and/or favorites. I really miss 'Make it or Break it' and I still can't get over the fact that it's finished after only three seasons. This TV show had so much potential, especially the relationship between Payson and Sasha but I guess that's what fanfictions are for, if the things you want to happen in the TV show, don't actually happen, you write it yourself. Well, I'll stop my rumblings now. I'll leave you to the chapter!

Chapter 2

"I RESENT"

"Secret, hidden underneath it,
Trying hard to keep it
Safely out of reach. (...)

Locked in, Buried under my skin
Riding on the whispers, Restless in the wind(...)

Taken down I give into what I can't disguise.
I surrender..I surrender"

(Surrender - Digital Daggers)

Payson woke up the next morning reflecting about last night's events. The party had gone exactly like she had imagined. She had been completely out of her element, watching various boys and girls her age interacting with each other while she stayed in a corner, having no idea what she was supposed to be doing. Kaylie and Emily, contrary to her, were having fun. Emily even knew the band that was playing. And Kaylie had been surrounded by various boys all night long until she had gotten drunk and Payson had been forced to call her brother Leo to come pick them up and bring them home.

When she had returned home, her mother was waiting for her and asked her if she had had fun; Payson didn't have the courage to tell her the truth.

Part of her still couldn't believe she went at all. She just wasn't a social butterfly , she was a gymnast and that was it. Elite Gymnasts like them were not supposed to go to a kegger and get drunk, they weren't supposed to behaving like they were normal high school teenagers. But yesterday they did just that and for Payson it hadn't been fun at all. Maybe there was something wrong with her but she just couldn't see the appeal of getting drunk and risk her chance to go to the Olympics.

Her mother at least had been happy to see her do something that wasn't related to gymnastics for once.

She didn't know what to do. What her mother had said, about not understanding her, was the truth. She just didn't – couldn't – get what it was like to be an Elite gymnast, the sacrifices she had to make, the things she had to give up to succeed. She couldn't act like she was a normal girl, because she just wasn't.

At the same time though she knew that her parents had given up so much to allow her to pursue her dream and she knew that it was a difficult situation for her mother, especially because she broke her back last year, and she was terrified that Payson would get hurt again.

But short of stop doing gymnastics, a solution she couldn't even contemplate, what could she do? How could she be a gymnast, like she wanted to, and a normal girl, like her mother wanted her to, at the same time?

Her thoughts were interrupted by her phone ringing. It was seven o'clock on a Sunday morning. Who was calling her at this hour?

She picked it up from the nightstand before checking the caller Id. It was the gym.

She gulped slightly, suspecting why Sasha was calling.

"Hello?" she answered hesitantly.

"Payson, I want you at the gym in an hour." Sasha barked from the other line.

"Yes Sasha." She tried to respond but he had already closed the phone call.

Now she knew it for sure, Sasha had somehow found out about the party. They were so in trouble.

She hurried to get ready. Once she showered and got dress, she ate a banana for breakfast before leaving a message on the table, warning her mother that she was going to the Rock because Sasha had called.

Kaylie was already there by the time she arrived. Payson looked at her with a critical eye. Kaylie looked like she was sporting a hangover. She kept squeezing her eyes shut, like the light of the gym bothered her and her hand was constantly on her temple, trying to soothe the pain in her head.

"Ehy Pay!" Kaylie greeted her. Even her voice sounded pained. "Kaylie, you don't look very good."

Kaylie shook her head at her. "Yeah. I seriously don't know how I'll get through practice. My head is pounding and I feel like dog."

"And whose fault is that?" Payson asked her sarcastically. Kaylie found in herself the strength to roll her eyes at her but she didn't try to defend herself. "Please spare me the lecture!"

"Do you think we're in trouble?" Payson asked suddenly. She took a look around her but Sasha was still locked up inside his office.

"Why would we be in trouble?" Kaylie asked her, bewildered.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe because we went to a kegger yesterday?" Her tone was sarcastic, again.

"Yeah, and how would he found out?"

"I don't know. But why called us here otherwise?"

"I don't know. Hey, do you think the boys got called in too?" She asked her, but her attention was on the phone she had in her hand.

"Put that away. You know we can't use the phone on the floor."

"Relax. Sasha's not here."

"Anyway, it seems we're the only one here." Payson answered then.

"And her." Kaylie added, looking in the direction of the door where Emily had just entered.

"It's just us?" She asked them as soon as she had joined them.

"It seems so." Payson answered with a shrug.

"Why would Sasha called just the three of us?" Emily asked then.

"Because he found out that we went to that stupid kegger." Payson answered exasperatedly and worried at the same time. How could they not see that?

"Oh come on, Pay. It's impossible that he found out." Kaylie again.

Payson was the one to roll her eyes this time. "Whatever."

It was in that moment that Sasha left his office and joined the three of them on the floor.

"So, what are we doing here?" Kaylie asked Sasha. "I don't get it."

"Neither do I. I thought you wanted to be exceptional. I thought you wanted to be Olympic gymnasts." His voice was brittle, the irritation clear in his voice. "But apparently I was wrong. Apparently you're the kind of teenagers who want to go to parties, get drunk." Payson closed her eyes at that, her suspicions confirmed. Sasha pulled out various cans of beer and threw one at each of them before opening one for himself and taking a long sip from it. "Hey, let's get stupid!"

Payson looked at Emily and Kaylie, the three of them looking at the beer cans and at Sasha alternatively, wandering what they were supposed to do to remedy the situation they were in.

Sasha, noticing that none of them had opened their beers, asked them sarcastically "What's the matter? Why aren't you drinking your beers? It's what you want, isn't it? You want to be ordinary teenagers who screw up."

"I don't want to be ordinary! And I never wanted to go to that stupid party in the first place!" Payson blurted out angrily.

He came closer to her, looking her right in the eye. "And why did you?" Sasha's tone was serious now, not sarcastic anymore. He was looking at her disappointed and Payson averted his gaze. She couldn't stand that kind of gaze turned towards her. Not from him.

Payson didn't know what to answer at that question. What was she supposed to say? That she had gone to the party to show her mom that she could behave like a normal teenager once in a while? Yeah, looked how well that turned out!

"Well? You don't have an answer? Has someone forced you to go Miss Keeler?" His tone was sarcastic once again.

"No." Payson whispered, still not looking at him.

"Like I thought." He shook his head at her and turned his attention towards Emily. "And you?"

"I went because they went." Emily answered with a careless tone. Payson almost expected her to shrug her shoulders at him.

"Did you know if a sheep jumps off a cliff, the rest of the flock will follow? Is that what you are? Little lamb." Emily winced at that, probably offended that she had just been compared to a sheep.

"YOU'RE WASTING MY TIME! Give me one reason I shouldn't get on a plane and go back home, right now!" Sasha shouted then, making them all jump.

"Because you can't!" Payson shouted desperately at him. "We need you here. And we're sorry, we'll never do it again. we promise!"

"I'm sorry! I promise! I won't do it again!" He mocked her. "These are all just words! You won't do it again because you're all in probation! And if just one of you screws up, even a little bit, then I'm out of here! Is that clear?"

"Yes, sir!" Payson answered, alone. Kaylie and Emily nodded but didn't speak out.

"IS THAT CLEAR?" Sasha asked again.

"YES, SIR!" They answered together this time, their postures straight almost like soldiers during an inspection and in front of their general.

"That's all I had to say." Sasha finished then. Payson, Emily and Kaylie returned the cans of beer to Sasha and they were about to retrieve their bags from the floor and leave, since it had seemed like a dismissal, but Sasha wasn't done yet. "Excuse me? Did I dismiss you?" The three of them froze in their places at that. "I mean, it's one thing to say you're sorry but one other is to feel it." Payson noticed a strange gleam in his blue eyes at those words. "And I promise you, after today, you will!"

They started with abs' exercises, legs up, backs on the mat. Payson could feel her breath coming out in short pants, the skin at the back of her neck wet with sweat. "One hundred." She heard Sasha say. She continued to move her arms, feeling her muscles aching with the effort. She hated this, not the punishment itself but the fact that Sasha was obviously disappointed in her - in all of them -. However, at the same time she was angry. Angry with her mother, for having put her in that position, with herself because she went to the party and at Sasha because he was treating them like they had done something horrible and irreparable.

"I told you we shouldn't have gone to that stupid party" She whispered to her teammates in the end.

"How in the hell did he found out?" Emily asked then.

"I have no idea." Payson answered since she couldn't understand it either.

"Someone must have told him, Payson!" Kaylie whispered to her.

"You think that was me? I'm in trouble here too." She said defensively.

"As if you don't live for punishment."

"Hey, why are you suddenly angry at me? This is not my fault." Payson said, suddenly pissed about the entire situation.

"You're right, I'm sorry." Kaylie answered, suddenly deflated.

"Yeah, well. Fortunately I did go to the party because you got trashed." Payson couldn't help but jab at her.

"At least I had fun. You spent the entire time looking around yourself and be uncomfortable." Kaylie poked right back at her.

"I think this might be a little bit easier if we all shut up." Emily interjected, strangely the voice of reason this time.

"You know who I saw, looking around myself and be uncomfortable? Carter." Payson continued, not listening to Emily.

"Yeah, I saw him too. " Kaylie answered, almost shrugging.

"You did? So, you saw him with Lauren? I can't believe she would tell Marty that you two are together when she's the one who's with Carter."

"What?" Kaylie asked in a loud voice. "Why do you think they are together?"

"They were kissing."

Kaylie stopped in that moment and her face looked devastated. "Kaylie?" Payson asked fearfully. Then a second later she understood what was happening. "Oh my God! You're... that bitch!" At that point even Payson had stopped working.

"What's this? I said 300." Sasha's voice suddenly said from behind them, still sitting in a chair and playing with that stupid fishing rod.

"I can't." Kaylie answered, not even looking at him. She had tears in her eyes but she wasn't crying.

"Did you say 'I can't go to the kegger?' or 'I can't drink beer'? 'I can't' is for losers. That's what you are? And seeing as your teammate just stopped, you can all start again from one. Legs up, ladies! Start again!" Sasha's voice has suddenly become harsher and sarcastic again. Payson felt anger rising inside of her at that, mixed with frustration.

"Don't you think you're overreacting now?" Payson couldn't help but shout at him.

Sasha was immediately on his feet and he looked irritated. Payson got up too. "What?"

"I think you're out of line. It's fine if you want us to do an extra gruesome practice, but these mean comments are really unnecessary."

Sasha glared at her before ordering her to start again. Payson, that couldn't stand another minute of Sasha's sarcastic or harsh words towards her, in the end just snapped. "No, I won't start again. You know what? I think I'll take five. I need a breath of fresh air." She said between clenched teeth before turning on her heels and walking through the gym doors towards the parking lot. She ignored Sasha's voice calling her back inside.

She breathed in the fresh morning air and began to calm down a little. She went to sit up on the steps at the left corner of the gym building and waited for Sasha to come outside, thing that he did not even two minutes later.

"May I know what the bloody hell is wrong with you?" Sasha asked, his voice still angry but with a tone of worry hidden somewhere in his words. Payson breathed deeply, a little surprised that he had cursed in front of her, but she didn't turn to look at him. A second later she felt Sasha moving to sit beside her on the steps.

"Payson, is there something wrong? Maybe my 'mean comments' were unnecessarily but you three needed to understand that it's not okay for you to go to parties when you have Nationals a few weeks from now." His tone was definitely gentle now and Payson felt guilty and ashamed for the way she had behaved towards him.

"I know. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have reacted like I did." She whispered, still not looking at him. Sasha took her chin in his hand and turned her face towards his, so he could look her in the eye. "Would you tell me what's wrong? If I know you a little and seeing your reaction now, I would think you didn't actually want to go to that party."

Payson tried to ignore her close proximity to Sasha's face and sighed again. "No, I didn't want to go."

"Then why did you?" This time his question was actually confused, not sarcastic.

"My mom." Payson exclaimed in a breath. "I overheard her and my dad talking yesterday. She basically said that she wished I wasn't an elite gymnast, that I was a normal girl, you know, one that goes to high school parties and didn't have a career since she was 12. She said that she doesn't understand me anymore, if she ever did. She said that..." Payson sobbed a little at that "She basically said that she wished I actually hadn't done the surgery to fix my back."

Sasha looked at her with compassion at that but didn't say anything. "I know that when I broke my back, it has been difficult for her as much as it has been difficult for me but I never thought she would say something like this. She knows how much gymnastics means to me. When I couldn't do it anymore, I was miserable. I didn't know what to do with myself anymore. And hearing that she was basically happy when I couldn't do gymnastics anymore while for me it was the worst period of my life... And then, even after the surgery, it was so difficult, being back to the way I was.

"And now, I'm finally back, really back and hearing my mum saying that she wished I hadn't done what I did to get back to the way I was, it hurts. I feel...I actually feel betrayed, you know? I know it sounds stupid but...I always thought my parents would always support me, always. But she isn't. And she didn't say anything, not a word to me.

"But at the same time, my parents have given up so much for me to be an elite gymnast and I just wanted to show my mom that maybe I could be both, a normal girl and an elite gymnast but...well, it didn't turn out so well, did it? How can I be what I want to be and what she wants me to be at the same time? I just want to make her proud." She finished, her eyes filling with tears. In a few seconds she was crying and Sasha embraced her, his warm chest enveloping her form.

"Payson, I don't actually know your mother but I don't think she really meant what she said. I think she simply doesn't know how to relate to you. What you've been through, is certainly something that doesn't happen to anyone, especially not normal girls your age and the way you were able to overcome all of this is simply amazing. Your mother is probably just scared for you and doesn't know how to react to this kind of situation. You've been already hurt once, a really grave injury, she's probably scared it could happen again. I think she wished you were a normal girl because it would be easier for her, instead of watching you every day, almost waiting for you to get hurt again. But that doesn't mean that she isn't proud of you or what you were able to accomplish."

Payson sobbed a little more before leaving his embrace and drying her tears with the back of her hand. "Thank you. I think I already knew that, maybe I just needed to hear it from another person." She said with a lopsided smile.

Her face and Sasha's were still rather close and Payson couldn't help but look at his lips for a second. She had started getting closer to him, before realizing what she was actually doing and immediately turned her head away. She hadn't noticed Sasha doing the exact same thing as her.

"Thanks Sasha." She said again "I needed this talk"

"You're welcome Payson." He answered with a smile. "But you still have a punishment to go back to, so come on, go back inside."

Payson nodded at him before joining again her two teammates on the floor. They had ropes to do next. Kaylie and Emily were looking at her but didn't have the courage to ask her anything. Payson was glad, she didn't want to share what had just happened outside and why she had reacted the way she did, she wasn't sure Kaylie would understand and she didn't yet know Emily very well to share something so personal with her.

"Are you sure you saw Carter and Lauren kissing, Payson?" Kaylie asked her in a whisper, almost begging her with her eyes to retract everything she had said a few minutes ago. Payson looked at her almost with pity, before nodding with her head in a sign of yes. "I'm sorry Kaylie, I had no idea..."

Kaylie nodded back, so much sadness in her eyes that Payson felt guilty for having brought up Carter at all. "No, it's okay. I'm happy that you told me." She didn't sound happy at all but Payson didn't comment on it.

"Can you two please stop talking before Sasha makes us start all over again?" Emily interrupted her. Payson knew Emily hadn't actually heard what they were talking about, just that they were talking so she said nothing, merely apologized to her.

"What's up with him anyway?" Emily continued then, complaining aloud "Is he some sort of sadist or something? We went to a party. Big deal."

"It is a big deal. Do you think Kelly Parker's going to parties?" Payson immediately said back.

"I doubt it." Kaylie said with an unusual smirk on her face. "Not with that horse face."

"Kaylie!" Payson exclaimed, both reprimanding and amused at the same time. Kaylie grinned before shrugging her shoulders as much as she could while attached to a rope. "What? It's true!"

"That's enough on the ropes ladies!" Sasha called out to them, startling them a little. " Upper body work on the bar till I get back".

The three of them immediately got off the ropes and walked towards the bars. A few minutes later Sasha walked back inside the gym, transporting a big metal bin in one hand. Payson looked at him curiously, wondering what the bin was for.

"Ok, that's enough." he said to them, to get them to stop with their exercises. "No matter how brilliantly I coach you" He continued and Payson smirked a little at the arrogance in his voice "You won't succeed without each other."

Payson, Emily and Kaylie followed him till they were standing in front of the stairs that lead to the coach's office. Sasha had placed the bin on the ground and the three of them sat on the mats to pay attention to him.

"You need your teammates standing beside you" He continued "Rooting you on to do the superhuman feats this sport requires to be great. And maybe it's just me, but I'm sensing a certain lack of bonding here."

Payson stole a quick look at Emily and Kaylie, feeling a little embarrassed that Sasha had noticed. "So I think we need to clear the air. Now this is a little ritual I like to do from time to time." He continued, then at his last words stopped, smirked and said "Actually I saw it on Ellen."

He gave each of them a piece of paper and a black marker before continuing "On that piece of paper, I want you write down any resentments you're harboring towards each other." He instructed them. "We will then fold them up and burn them in this bin. Then we can all start anew, with a nice clean slate." Payson looked at him a little doubtfully before complying with his request. She didn't need to think much about what she needed to write. She knew perfectly well what she resented most. She folded the paper in four before giving it back to Sasha.

She noticed Emily and Kaylie doing the same and then Sasha put the three pieces of paper inside the bin and started talking again. "By putting your resentments in this bin, you're pledging to release the past. We will set them on fire and burn the past away." He stopped for a second before smirking a little and saying "But first, I'll read them aloud." Payson looked at him in dismay and felt stupid for not having realized his intentions immediately.

"I thought they were secret." Kaylie complained but Sasha immediately replied back. "I don't recall saying they were secret. Besides, how do you expect to clear the air if you don't know what's in it? Don't worry, they'll still be anonymous." 'Like that would help' Payson thought sarcastically.

"Ok..." Sasha said before unfolding the first paper he had retrieved for the bin. "I resent that my ex-best friend left the team a few weeks before Nationals just because she lost her spot in the top three. She also tried to get me kicked out of the gym by saying that I'm dating Carter. Then she kissed him even though she's convinced I'm dating him since she didn't believe me when I told her that I'm not actually dating Carter." He finished reading before commenting "Interesting."

Payson looked at Kaylie again and send her a sad smile. She could understand Kaylie, feeling betrayed because of what Lauren did. Hell, she was feeling betrayed and she hadn't just found out that her boyfriend was cheating on her with her best friend. Sasha refolded the paper he had just read and pick up another.

"I resent that no one has made me feel welcome here." That was definitely Emily's and Payson felt guilty because of that. She hadn't actually gotten out of her way to make Emily feel welcomed. Kaylie too looked contrite at that, but no one had the courage to say anything. Payson felt suddenly nervous because Sasha was about to read her paper next. She watched unfolding it and raising an eyebrow at the length of it. Payson felt like her heart was in her throat and had the urge to snatch the paper from his hands.

"I resent the fact that I broke my back last year when I was about to beat Kelly Parker and become National Champion. But I especially resent the fact that Kaylie didn't beat her. She came second just because she didn't try hard enough, not because she didn't have the capacity to win. I wanted so much to win and I trained so hard to accomplish that and I ended up almost ending my career because of it, while Kaylie, the one who's always thinking about something else but gymnastics, became the second best gymnast in the Country but she obviously didn't want it hard enough because she wasn't able to win the title. And if that wasn't enough, she came to talk to me after Nationals, asking for my advice and wanting me to comfort her because of the sudden pressure she had found herself in, when my world had just come crushing down around me."

A tense silence met those words and Payson didn't move her gaze from her legs, not having the courage to look up to see Kaylie's reaction. She didn't need to because Kaylie spoke up. "I tried to win, I did everything that I could. But Kelly Parker is better than me."

Payson shook her head at that and looked at her. Sasha and Emily were silent, not wanting to interrupt the exchange between them. "No she isn't. And you didn't. You know that. You could have won, you just didn't care enough to do it. I know what you can do Kaylie, you could be so much better that you are now but you're too uncaring to really commit to it. Where were you, all the times I stayed late to train hum? Certainly not at the gym with me. Admit it, you didn't care to win, you never did. You're just happy to be at the level that you are now because it's easier. You don't have to do much and why should you try to do better, you're the second best gymnast in the Country, why do more than what is necessarily required of you?" She finished sarcastically.

"That's not true." Kaylie denied. "And what good did it do to you hum? Staying late to train, giving everything that you are just to win a stupid title? Nothing but a broken back and having to restart from scratch after everything you sacrificed." Payson looked at her hurt at that but screamed in defense "Yeah, well, at least I TRIED!" She turned her gaze away, trying to calm her heavy breath.

"Well..." Sasha started, obviously not having any idea what to say. "Don't we feel better now?" He asked a little awkwardly. Payson glared at him and had the sudden urge to punch him. She had tried so hard to repress those feelings, for so long, but she had never been able to do it. And now they had been exposed in the worst way possible and it was all his fault. She watched him burning the papers like he said he would do before the beginning of this stupid game but she didn't feel better in the least. The damage was already done.

"Ok. Now today's conditioning is over." Payson breathed a sigh of relief at that. She needed to leave this gym and have a little time for herself, think things over. She got up from the mat and started to walk towards the locker rooms, Emily and Kaylie doing the same and walking next to her but not saying a word. Unfortunately they were once again stopped by Sasha's voice. "Whoa, whoa, whoa? Where are you going? I said conditioning was over. Now you'll clean all the mats." The three of them look at each dismayed and Emily complained aloud "All the mats?" And then Kaylie added "That could take hours!". Payson didn't say anything, not even wanting to look at him in that moment. "I can't stay." Emily said then. "You have something better to do? Go to another party perhaps?" Emily looked uncomfortable at the question. "I just...I have somewhere I have to be."

Sasha looked at the three of them a second before asking "Does anybody else have somewhere they have to be?"

Kaylie nodded but Payson turned her head away. "You're in good company, then." Sasha finished sarcastically "You will all stay and clean the mats or don't bother showing up tomorrow or ever. Is that clear?"

"Yes, sir." The three of them answered together. Payson still didn't look at him, preferring to observe the patterns of the gym floor.

She felt Sasha's eyes on her for a few seconds but she didn't raised her head. "All right, then. I'll notify your parents that you're staying late. And to avoid distractions, you'll surrender your cell phones now." Payson retrieved her phone from her bag and gave it to him, still avoiding his gaze. Kaylie hesitated, checking her phone, probably hoping for a message from Carter containing an explanation about his behavior.

"Kaylie, now." He ordered then and Kaylie gave it to him reluctantly.

Sasha looked at Emily next but she just shrugged her shoulders, saying "I don't have a cell phone".

"I'll check in on you periodically." He said then. "And I trust you know where the cleaning supplies are?" He asked rhetorically before adding "Oh, and they better pass inspection." He hesitated a second before saying "Payson, a word in my office if you don't mind." It was more an order than anything else but Payson wasn't really inclined to consent to his request. "I'd prefer to stay here and help my teammates clean the mats." She answered a little sarcastically. "It wasn't a request." Sasha said with a raised eyebrow and Payson sighed before following him into his office.

Sasha closed the door and then indicated the sofa inside the office. Payson sat down reluctantly and felt Sasha doing the same.

"I had no idea you felt so much resentment towards Kaylie. It's not healthy Payson." Sasha began but Payson interrupted him. "It's not like that. I don't resent her personally. I just...I don't understand. She could have won, I know that she could have. But she didn't put in the effort. How can she be a gymnast and not care about winning? I would have done anything to be in her place." She finally looked up at him and she realized that she was raising her voice but she couldn't stop.

"Instead I was stuck with a back brace and the idea that I could never do gymnastics, ever again. And then, she came to visit me the next day, after the celebrations for the medals the Rock team won at Nationals, and instead of asking me how I was doing or... I don't know, caring about the fact that I just broke my back, she started to talk about herself. About how much pressure she was in now and the fact that she didn't know how to deal with it. She had the courage to ask me advice in a moment like that. I mean, how insensible can you get?

"I gave up so much to reach the level that I had last year, I could have beaten Kelly Parker easily, I was beating her. And then...how is that fair? How is that fair that Kaylie gets to have something she didn't even deserve because she didn't actually fought for it and I don't? And to add insult to injury, she isn't even able to win?" She stopped speaking then, deflated and looked at Sasha who hadn't interrupted her once since she had started speaking. "Yeah, you're right. I do resent her. I'm not over it yet, I don't know if I will ever be. Even now that everything should be behind me. That I'm back and healed. I can't forget about it Sasha. And now I resent you because now she knows and I didn't want her to know because she's still my best friend."

"I can't say that I'm sorry for what I did. You needed to tell her. You needed to say it aloud. I completely understand that you can't be over what happened so easily. It's normal that some shreds still remain but you need to overcome this. Kaylie is your teammate, you will be forced to work together with her every day, and so much bottled up resentment between you two is not healthy at all, and it's not good for the team. You really need to talk to her and clear the air."

Payson sighed, knowing that Sasha was right. "I know. You're right but...I was really happy to ignore all of this and just focus on my training. I hoped that writing it down like that would help me get over it. I didn't certainly imagined you reading it aloud and especially for Kaylie to hear."

"Yeah, well, now she knows. Talk to her today, after you're done here. You both need it" Payson nodded before standing up and smiling at him. "I could hire you as my psychologist if things keep going as they are." She said with an amused grin, to lighten the mood. Sasha smiled back before ordering her to join her teammates. Payson did as she was told, feeling a little lighter. She knew she needed to talk to Kaylie but for now, she was just happy to focus on something else until the dreaded moment would present itself.