33 Chapter 33

Michael's P. O. V

Coach was yelling at me non-stop from wherever he was, I glanced his way but got shoved to the grass forcefully. I landed on my shoulder hard and the ball rolled out of my hand. I got up, and looked around trying to know who was with the ball.

Just then the memory of me chasing Diana around for my lucky ball flooded my mind.

"That's not the play!"I could hear, Ace was at the opposite side of the field with the ball, I was supposed to be there.

I ran towards him, but got shoved, I fell down, and then the whistle went. It was half time, I looked up from the grass at the scoreboard.

It wasn't looking good for our team, we were going to loose the first match of the season. I saw feet jogging to the locker room, I got off the grass and ran to the locker room.

"What in the hell was that?! "Coach roared at me once we were all inside. I wanted to say something but he didn't give me the room to say anything.

"I thought we've been paying attention! I thought I was coaching a team"Coach said. I could feel a harsh stare but not from coach. I turned my head to see West staring at me. A bold grin evident on his face. His fucking face.

"You can't put the team at risk like this! You're off, Roger will be the quarterback, West you'll play defense"Coach said.

"You can't do that! "I said and stood up looking him in the eye, "hell yes I can! "He said staring back at me. "It's just one mistake! I can do this."I said taking a different approach. I cannot miss out on the first game of the season.

"Maybe if you didn't spend so much time on fucking your girlfriend, then you would remember the plays. "West said from behind me.

In a flash I grabbed him by his shirt, "I dare you! Say that one more time! "I yelled in his face. I was so quick that it took a few seconds before I could be held back by the other players.

"That's enough! "Coach yelled, "get out of here!"He said, I stood there like a wax statue, not sure if I should leave or not, the room suddenly grew silent and smaller.

"Now Tyler"he said in a harsh mellow tone, my heart sunk immediately and I walked out of the locker room, my helmet in my hand.

I wanted to plead, but I knew coach like the back of my hand, he knew me too. I wasn't the same on that field, I knew something was wrong and I didn't want to have to admit it. But Diana Fucking Netwood had stolen my heart and damaged my brain. Leaving it with memories and flashbacks of her.

"Mike!"I heard from behind me, the game was in full swing, without me of course. I sat alone in the gym, contemplating whether or not to check if Diana and Mia were looking for me.

I couldn't face Mia, she was so hyper, and Diana was expecting to see me on that field.

I looked sideways to see none other than Samantha. "Leave me alone"I growled at her, not willing to listen to her babbling.

She ignored me and just sat down anyways, I stood up to leave, but heard a familiar voice.

"I'll always be here for you." I turned back one eighty degrees and took her phone out of her hands. I hit play on the short video, it was a video of Pablo on his car bumper. Diana in his arms, both of them cuddling each other. This was today, this was tonight, and this was fucked up.

I bit my lip in frustration, something was hurting me badly something I couldn't pin point. I threw the phone away in anger, Sam could buy a hundred more anyways.

"Mike."she said and placed her hand on my shoulder, I was so fucking angry. How dare she! How dare Pablo! He said he had important things to do tonight, he couldn't come to my game, because he had something urgent. He was busy right?.

I WILL ALWAYS BE HERE FOR YOU.

Why wasn't she here for me?

She promised to come and watch me, she had my hoodie, she was going to wear it and cheer me on from the sidelines. Right? Wasn't she?.

"I just thought it's important you know... that the girl you're sulking here over, is busy snuggling with your best friend"Sam said in an icy tone.

"The girl whose responsible for you not playing is having the time of her..."I cut her off by walking away. I ran infact.

Her image refused to leave my head while I ran through the hallways, my mind was clouded with her scent.

I ran faster till I got to the field, I slipped my helmet on and ran into the field, in the middle of the game. I could hear the commentators say something, but all that didn't mean shit to me. All I could see was rage, and plenty of it too. I ran to Roger and signalled him to hit the bench, he didn't protest and did exactly what I told him to do.

Coach could fuck an eel for all I cared I was playing tonight and I would play damn hard tonight!

Diana's P. O. V

Once the coast was clear, I left my room to get some fresh air and clear my mind. My mom had camped outside my bedroom and had fallen fast asleep. I marched outside the house unto the street breathing in the warm air of the night.

Did I overreact? Was I going too far? I should have understood, but I can't and am not sure I ever will. Did she think I was ashamed of her new job? I couldn't care less what she did to put food on the table. All I cared about was that she was honest to me and she was okay.

I took out my phone and typed into it, then shoved it into my pocket. The neighborhood was silent, it usually was, not so many people lived here. Maybe they got intimidated by Pablo's gigantic mansion.

Only an elderly couple lived close to us, aside Pablo, the other house was vacanct. It was a rental property, just like ours.

Could we even afford rent?

The sound of a moving truck snapped me back to reality. The door opened to reveal Pablo stepping out of his truck, wearing a sweatshirt.

"Are you okay? "He asked while walking closer to me, "no."I whispered to him, I stared at Pablo and a part of me wished he was Mike.

He sat on his car and gestured me to take a seat beside him, I effortlessly got on and stared at the sky. The environment became silent again, all for the rhythmic sound of some bushes.

"Why aren't you at the game? "He asked killing the silence. "I don't want to, I would kill the vibe."I admitted, I didn't want to go to a lively place looking sad and gloomy.

"What about you? "I asked, he stared at the sky, then placed his hands under his head.

"My mom's therapist came over tonight."He said. "Am sorry."I said, "not for her, for me."he said, and stared at me for a split second then stared back at the sky.

All I could hear were our breaths, it was nice and peaceful till he spoke again.

"Uncle Xander makes me have therapy, he thinks I should have it. He feels my mother's habits could have an effect on me."Pablo said.

"Like...force you into drinking? Like the last time? "I asked, referring to the day I caught him drunk at his house. He nodded and inched closer towards me.

"Are you okay with it? "I asked, he took a moment to sigh then cleared his throat.

"I have to be, Senorita, things aren't going so smoothly. That big house is an empty building"he said. It might look huge, but the inside is just a place of misery.

"You must feel lonely."I said, "not that! "He said in frustration, " remember the time you came around and you were obsessing over an Irish artwork. Guess what? It's gone"he said.

"My mother's favorite vase, it's gone too. The maids, they've been shortened as well."He said.

"It's all going away senorita, all to liquor and cocaine. Andrè sends money, but it's all wasted because I have to replace everything after my mom's broken it all"Pablo said. I noticed a tear trickled down his ears.

I could only guess Andrè was his father.

"It's fucking messed up that I have to watch Mike and Makela get everything they want while I sit back and smile, like everything's okay. When it isn't! "He said trying to supress his emotions.

"I can't tell Xander that am feeling empty inside, he's already done so much for us, getting my mum this expensive therapist. Michael shouldn't have to burden my problems, I wouldn't want to weigh him down."he said. I took his hand and held it tightly, rubbing my thumb across it.

"And Makela...I love her! I am in love with her! I can't dream of telling her any of this. I want to so badly, but I can't have the memories she has of my mother replaced with the woman she is now senorita."

I inched closer and embraced him, making sure to wipe his tears, he shouldn't be wasting those tears. They are fucking precious.

"I'll always be here for you."I said in the softest and most caring tone I could ever say something. This was hurt, this was real hurt, and I wanted to feel all this, call me selfish. But I just want to cry.

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