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No images or videos were attached to the report. Apparently, football players had a code of conduct. If the fight had happened somewhere else, I was pretty sure that video footages or pictures would be all over the web.
It was difficult to concentrate in class. Zander was facing assault charges! I was scared and upset for him. He did not deserve this. He was only defending me against being attacked by Brennan. What if the National Football Association heard about this? Well, they probably heardabout it by now. But what if this case dragged on before the draft? Zander’s dream of playing for the National Football Association would be in jeopardy. The NFA had strict rules and regulations on good conduct by players. The assault charges against Zander would not be taken lightly by the Commissioner.
I had to do something. I had to change Brennan’s mind.
Without giving my brain enough time to process my decision, I texted Zander that I was going to be in a group study. He was probably too busy discussing the case with his parents and lawyer, and setting up a game plan so he wouldn’t think twice of the change in my schedule.
I drove for two hours to get to Brennan’s apartment. Traffic was extra heavy. On the way over, I was formulating what I was going to say to Brennan. How I would ask, if not plead, for him to drop the charges. I was so worried about what the charges would mean to Zander’s reputation and how it would affect his future that I dismissed the nagging feeling that I should have told someone where I was going.
I grabbed my phone and called Brennan after parking 2 blocks away from his place.
He answered on the fourth ring.
“What?” His voice bubbled with irritation.
“Hey, can we talk?” I was not going up to his apartment. I did not want to be alone with him.
“Why?” his voice, filled with malice, “So you can ask me to drop the charges against pretty boy?”
“Please, Brenan, for old time’s sake,” I appealed to our past friendship.
He was silent for a minute, he sighed upon answering, “Ok, where do you want to meet?”
Thank god.
“How about the coffee place on Union Street?” He and I used to go there all the time.
“What time?”
“15 minutes.”
“You’re in the area?” he wondered.
“Yeah.”As a matter of fact, I’m in front of your place. I’m not stepping inside even if you invite me in because right now I don’t feel safe being alone with you.
“Ok, I’ll meet you there. I’m around the campus so it will take me about 20-30 minutes.”
“Alright, bye.”
I drove to Coffee, Tea, and More Café. Brennan loved this place. This was one of his go-to hang outs.
I picked a corner table inside the café to give us some privacy. The place was always busy so if at any point I felt unsafe, there were people around to help.
I received an incoming text.
Zander: Just got off the phone with Matt, our lawyer. Where u at?
I really hated lying to him, especially under the circumstances. Zander would freak out if he knew where I was at and who I was meeting with.
Me: Group study
Zander: K. Any media people bug you?
Me: No
Zander: Good. I’ll drop by ur place tonite.
Me: Ok
