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The Football Boys By BenRyans Characters: 16646

Updated: 2018-01-13 03:47


A/N Thank you to all who take the time to read, vote and comment on this story. I almost felt like giving up in the beginning because it was getting so little reads! But I pressed on and now I have more than I ever thought I would. I didn't think this story would reach 14k but it has, so again thank you! Ps, what do you think of the new cover? Did you like the other one better?

After two weeks of good behavior, my grounding was over. Gemma wanted to throw a party in celebration of my so called freedom, but partying was the entire reason I was punished to begin with. I wanted nothing but stay out of trouble and avoid parties, not to mention I would definitely see Dakota there, who was the one person I was trying to avoid. Maybe I'm not cut out for the social life of a teenager. I felt out of place if I drank, out of place if I didn't, there was no winning over my guilty conscience. Part of me still wanted to apologize to him, even forgive him if he gave me some half assesed apology, I wouldn't care. Part of me wanted to get past this and move on, I just wanted things to go back to the way they were before all this happened. The other part wanted him to own up to his mistakes, instead of expecting me to let it slide like many times before.

"Are you coming to my party?" Gemma asked me during lunch.

"Probably not."

"You can bring your new boy." Jane said with a devious grin, her pearl white teeth gleaming at me.

"He's a friend." I said, it seemed I constantly had to reassure Gemma and Jane that Michael and I were only that. But Jane was convinced we were something more, it turned out she wasn't always right. It wouldn't be fair to Michael for me to have feelings for him. I had just met him a couple weeks ago and the only time we can held a conversation was during football practice, other than the time he invited me over.

"It'll be fun. I promise." Gemma clutched onto my arm with a smile.

"Like I haven't heard that before." I chuckled before taking a sip of soda, staring off into the distance across the field. More or less pretending not to notice Dakota who was sat with Eva and Queenie, along with Alex and his goons, they might as well have been his bodyguards. I know the team comes first but Alex is a class A prick and I didn't ever see myself getting along with him or the rest of the seniors on the team. Maybe it was some sort of aura seniors gave off that made them so unapproachable to me.

I was lost in my own thoughts before I realized that Queenie was standing right in front of me with her fiery red hair that fell down the sides of her face, and for a moment she came off as pretty attractive. Seemingly falling into her spell. Queenie was tempting, more now that she hadn't meddled into my life for sometime. That was until she opened her mouth and I was reminded of how utterly annoying she was.

"I hear you have a new toy." She smirked as she spoke to me, her lips a deep red.

"Please, leave Queenie." Jane said with a spiteful smirk.

"Now you can't speak for yourself and you have to get these two sluts to stand up for you?" She scoffed with arms crossed. I sighed and shook my head, grabbing my rubbish and throwing it in the trashcan, starting my way back into the school. And without uttering a single word, I began walking away from her.

"So what, now you're just going to walk away from me?!" She said with a raised voice, loud enough for the entire school to hear.

"Yes." I grinned, throwing up a hand to wave her off.

Later that afternoon, I apologized to Gemma and Jane for up and leaving without saying anything to them. I couldn't stand being around Queenie, maybe if she wasn't such a bitch, people would want to talk to her. But it was as if she purposely went out of her way to make other people's lives a living hell. It was the only social interaction she'd get.

I swung my duffel bag over my shoulder, making my way into the locker room to change into my uniform, which I noticed was starting to get a little tight in weird places. But I figured it had only shrunk and left it at that, never thinking about it again. I avoided eye contact with anyone besides Michael, who I think by now knew that there was something up between the rest of the team and I considering I barely spoke to anyone else on the team aside from him.

"Listen up boys, game night on Monday. Practice is going to be half and hour longer today. Get to it!" Coach said and with the sound of his shiny metal whistle, we started the drills. By the time I was done half the team was drenched in sweat and it wasn't until today's practice that I noticed it had been sometime since Dakota stayed later to put in some extra practice per usual. I sat on the bleachers, resting and sipping on my water bottle, watching Dakota walk across the field, wondering.

I hesitated to approach him, debating on whether to ask if he was okay and why he hadn't stayed back like the many times before. I gathered whatever cour

e music, walking over to Michael, who was dripping blood from his nose. Eva grabbed Dakota by the arm but he ripped it out of her hold.

"Don't touch him! If you touch him again, it's really over between us." Dakota slurred, staggering back and forth. It was a wonder how he was even able to land a punch to begin with.

I scoffed, extending my hand out to Michael. He grabbed hold of it, pulling himself up and onto his feet, wiping his nose with the back of his hand.

"Lets go." I said to Michael, heading towards the door.

"Don't turn your back on me!" I could hear Dakota yelling behind me and it wasn't long before I was tackled to the floor. Dakota turned me over, straddling me as he gave me cheap shots to the face and a rustic taste filled my mouth. I used any sober strength I had in me and pushed him off, landing a punch to his face, not caring where I hit. It sent him reeling to the floor, but he sprung back up on his feet, tackling me again. Before he could do anything else, Michael shoved him off me, helping me to my feet. It was only then that I realized people had stopped to stare.

I mumbled Michael a thanks, before tailing it out the door, leaving him behind. Part of me wanted to go back, but I stopped myself and continued walking. It was better if I stayed away. Michael didn't deserve the baggage I came with, it would only bring him trouble.

"I'm not done with you!"

I turned around to find Dakota stumbling out the door with a blood stained face and it was the first time I'd seen him so drunk. But I couldn't let that get to me, I couldn't let him.

"Well, I'm done with you." I said over my shoulder as I continued walking down the dark empty street.

"Hey, you left me! I needed you and you left me!" I could hear him getting closer. I scoffed as I stopped in my tracks and turned around to face him.

"You don't get to say that."

"What was I supposed to do? Keep letting you walk all over me? Let you kiss Eva that night? Would that have made you happy!?" I could feel the tears starting to well in my eyes, and with as much might I choked them back.

"I-I don't know what's wrong with me, okay? I can't control myself when it comes to you, I lost it that night. It won't happen again!"

"I can't keep doing this." I said, not able to hold back the tears any longer, letting them run free down my cheeks.

"I'll get help, I promise. Please, Luka. I still need you. I'll always need you. You're my best friend." He sobbed, making me cry harder and making me feel worse. His face was stained with tears as he walked closer to me, reaching out to grab me. He caressed the back of my hand with his thumb, reminding me how much I missed his touch, his warmth. He gazed into my eyes with his deep hazel pair, entrancing me, momentarily getting lost in him. I wanted to hold him, to feel his arms around me and tell him it was all forgiven.

"I'm sorry." I muttered out a sob before taking off home, not daring to look behind me, as my two feet ran hard against the pavement beneath.

A/N vote, comment and tell me what you think! I tried to make this as sad as possible so tell me how I did! Do you feel bad for Luka? Dakota? Both!? Do you want them back together yet? Let me know :) Also please listen to the song, I think it goes perfect with the situation.

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