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ASHER: Harrison is threatening Magnolia with an alleged sex tape. Get it. Then we’re breaking his fucking legs after practice Monday.
ASHER: I want that tape destroyed if it exists.
ASHER: And his football career is done.
ASHER: And I want him expelled.
OAKLEY: What am I, God?
OAKLEY: What do you want me to do at this hour, Ash?
ASHER: You fuckin’ me right now?
He and I dragged Calvin Mosely out of his house one night because he smacked his girlfriend, Macy, across the face at the movie theatre. Just because you’re part of the Northview football team doesn’t mean you're exempted from consequences. You don’t get to be a prick, and you sure as hell don’t get to play God in our school.
OAKLEY: No. I’ll be at his house in less than ten minutes.
OAKLEY: His mama beats my ass for this, I’m breaking off a piece for you, Asher.
ASHER: Sure, whatever, get it done.
OAKLEY: I’ll report back. Where is she?
ASHER: With me.
OAKLEY: Stand by.
“Asher.” A small hand follows my name as I turn around to find Magnolia standing behind me, tears wiped away as she looks up at me. “Please don’t get in trouble over this. I couldn’t stand the thought of you getting in—”
“Don’t worry your pretty little head about it.” I mindlessly lift my hand to cup one side of her face. “I’m not going to risk our future over him.” Her brows knit a bit, and I exhale through my nose. “You have to know by now, Mags, I only see you. Every time I see my future, it’s with you in it. I want to be the pillar that you lean against, and I’d like to be on every venture you see yourself going on. I love football…but I love you more. I’d follow you anywhere.”
Her lips part, and I think she’s going to say something, but I can see that she’s dealing with too much. And my expressed emotions are only making this night one to burn and never remember.
“How about you get some sleep and I’ll stay for a little while,” I offer up because her continuous stare is making me a little nervous. “I’ll wake you up if I hear anything.”
“Asher…”
“Yeah?”
“I think…you’re crazy. You just told me you…and you want me to go to sleep?”
My lips heave and I shrug my shoulders. “Sorry, Mags. You drove me there.”
Her palm lands on my hand that’s currently cradling her face. “I’ll take full responsibility for that.” She squeezes my fingers and holds my gaze, ping-ponging her eyes on every inch of my face. “I wish it were you. I wish…I would’ve seen you that night.”
“Me too.”
“I’m so sorry, Asher. You don’t know how much. I messed up.”
“You didn’t do anything,” I counter softly. “It’s been a shitty night. Harrison just fucked it up because I tossed that football at his head, so I guess this is my fuck up.”
Her mouth arches upward. “Nice throw.”
“Thanks. He pissed me off.”
“I couldn’t tell.”
“Mhm.” I brush the back of my thumb against the softness of her cheek. “I don’t want him to touch you again.”
