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“Coach will have your asses if so much as one hair is out of place on my head,” I say, smirking at them. “Remember what happened last time during practice when you idiots accidentally busted my lip?”
All three of them let out collective groans as they remember what Coach made them do as punishment.
“Man, did you have to bring that up?” Asher groans.
“I still have nightmares about that day!” Ezra shudders, thinking about it.
Coach made them run laps until they almost passed out in the hot sun for busting my lip. I chuckle at the memory. In reality, I was fine, but I really played being hurt for Coach so they would get into trouble.
The idiots needed to be taught a lesson, and what better way than to make Coach do it for me. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I am his star player and he won’t tolerate anything happening to me to mess up the team’s winning streak.
“Yep! I would never let you assholes forget that day for as long as I live,” I say, giving them a big smile.
“Maybe we should kill him and hide his body somewhere far away, where they’ll never find him,” Axel mutters and we all laugh.
They get up off me and I stand as well. I look up at the crowd and look toward the front of the stands to see if my mother made it or not. She promised me she’d be here tonight, but as usual, she’s not. I let out a sigh at the disappointment coursing through me at this moment. I’m not sure what’s wrong with her, but she’s been suffering from bad depression for a few months now and I don’t know how to reach her anymore.
I just wish there was something I could do to get her back to her normal self, but everything I’ve tried has failed. I’ve just sort of given up hope that she’ll ever be herself again.
It’s gotten so bad that she barely gets out of bed these days. I know Dad isn’t here at my game either, because he’s away on business. It’s just high school football, so it doesn’t really matter that they’re not here anymore, I guess. No big deal at all. The guys and I start to walk off the field to get to the locker room to shower before going home.
“Are you coming to the party tonight?” Asher asks.
“Nah, man, I have to check on Mom. She wasn’t feeling too hot today,” I say.
No one knows about Mom’s state, and I’d like to keep it that way. My parents like to act like we’re the perfect family even though we’re so far from it, but I don’t want to upset my mother. Despite how much I hate what my parents stand for sometimes, I love my mother something fierce. She’s always been there for me no matter what, well, except for these past few months, since she’s been drowning herself in pills and shit.
I haven’t told my best friends what’s going on in my life and I’d like to keep it that way too. I don’t want to burden them with all my shit. Plus, we always fuck around. I don’t think any of us has ever gotten into the deep shit before with each other and I like it like that.
We do always have each other's backs and if I needed to talk, they’d be right there for me. As we walk past the stands, Kinsley jumps down from where she was standing, waiting for us.
“Awesome game, guys! You killed it as usual, Knox,” she tells us once she’s standing next to me. “Are you guys going to the party?”
“Thanks, babe,” I tell her, pulling her in for a hug as I watch Asher’s face. I like calling her babe just to get under his skin. “And no, I’m not. Have to check on Mom. Why? Did you finally decide to spread your wings by going to a party?” I ask.
Before she can even answer, Asher is answering for her.
“No, the fuck she’s not,” he snaps.
Kinsley and I became friends after we were lab partners for a whole semester and it’s always been platonic with us. I like that she wasn’t throwing herself at me since I was the school’s quarterback and that was refreshing. It’s actually nice to have a girl to talk to once in a while. Though the same can’t be said for her and Asher. They both have something more than platonic feelings for each other, though neither one of them seems ready to admit that.
Ever since we became friends and she’s been around us, Ash has done everything to argue with her and she’s done the same. They can act like they hate each other all they want, but I can see the underlying chemistry between them. They deny that shit, but you can always find them skirting around each other.
“Bite me, asshole!” she growls in response. “You can’t tell me what to do! In case it wasn’t obvious, you’re not my daddy!”
“Are you saying you want me to be your daddy? Because trust me, babe, Daddy would give you the spanking you never had before. That fucking ass of yours would be on fire by the time I was done with you,” Asher growls at her. Kinsley just gapes at him, her face going red. She doesn’t know how to respond to him.
I snort out a laugh because, half the time, I have no idea what the hell is going on with them. They’re either glaring at each other or they’re fighting. There is no in-between with them.
“Yo-you can’t say shit like that!” she practically screeches.
“Why? Is your pussy wet because of my words?” he asks smugly.
“Not in a million years, douchebag!” she snaps at him.
“Do you want me to tell your mom when she comes into work tomorrow?” Asher asks her and her face twists. Her mom works as a housekeeper in his house, so she knows his threat is real.
She lives on the outskirts of town where the not-so-rich people live. She’s only going to Riverside Academy with us because she won a scholarship here. A scholarship Asher’s dad provided. She’s definitely a smart girl. Asher claims to hate her because she talks too much and she’s from the wrong side of town. As much as he tries, he can’t stop being possessive when it comes to her, even if it pisses her the hell off.
