Football boy 7

(Part 1 from 1. Fiction.)

I walk through the big glass doors on crutches followed closely by Alex, as i step into the light of the rising sun I cant help but feel relieved to breathe the cool fall air. Today is Friday, the doctor said that considering how fast i'm healing on my own I can head home early and that i can go back to school on Wednesday.

"You're going to school today, Alex"

"But you're not better yet"

"But you are, and you shouldn't miss anymore days, our teachers are probably annoyed enough" I stop and turn around to look at him carrying his duffle bag and my suitcase, and i stare into his eyes for a second "you can come over my house if you want after school is over" his eyes soften a bit.

"Are you ready Jake?" I hear my father call from behind me as he pulls up in the car.

Turning to him for a second i say "yeah dad i'm coming" I turn back around to finish speaking to Alex, who is now gone. I turn back toward the car again to see him putting my suitcase in the trunk. Alex shuts it staring at me with sad eyes the whole time, he walks over to me and stands only about a foot away from me. Looking down at the ground with his hands in his pockets he looks for his next words but before he can say anything i lean forward and hug him, i feel him tense up as i wrap my arms around his back and rest my head on his shoulder but after a moment he relaxes and hugs me back. "Go get ready for school, i'll see you later."

As my father and i drove away i saw Alex getting into a dark red car with tinted windows which i think my dad said was a camaro, the car looked strangely familiar.

8 hours later:


After having constant company for the last week, i have to admit that i feel really lonely just sitting around home by myself. My dad left for work a couple of hours ago and i'm left here staring at the television. I actually missed Alex, and can't wait to see him again. Just as the thought crosses my mind i hear the door bell ring, I grab my crutches and slowly make my way to the door. I use one hand to unlock the door but as soon as the lock clicks the door flies open and Alex throws me over his shoulder quickly. I laugh "watch my legs"

"I know, I just missed you" he says spinning me around and kicking the door closed.

"Well I missed you too" Alex walks quickly to the living room with me still on his shoulder, as he reaches the couch he gently plops me down.

"Really?" he asks sitting down next to me.

"Yes, really" i saw with a reassuring smile, Alex smiles back and looks away. "Alex...tell me how you feel about me" Alex looks at me, he slowly places his hand on the side of my face as he quietly says "You are, the most beautiful person I've ever met, with the most beautiful heart i have ever seen, and for the first time in a long time i'm letting myself be selfish, because i need you, i need you all to myself. Because i can't be hurt again and i know that you aren't the kind of person who would do that" i could see that talking about it was hurting him and i didn't want it to go on any longer, so i swallowed my pride and in one quick impulsive move i thrusted forward and our lips met, for that moment there was nothing but bliss, nothing else in the world but us together, and for the first time in a long time, my mind was clear.

Wednesday:

"Are you ready?" Alex asked me closing his door.

"I guess" i wanted to say 'no' but if this meant spending more time with Alex i guess i'm up for it. The stress must have been all over my face because Alex looked at me with empathy, and leaned over and kissed me on the cheek before starting the car and driving to school.

As we walked into the school from the gym lobby doors, I expected to walk into a room full of loud conversations as usual, but every we were met with the stare of everyone in the room, every wall of the lobby was lined with clusters of students and they were all staring at me and Alex. I stood still in absolute terror, but Alex looked down at me and grabbed my hand, this is the first time we had been public. A few of the groups of people took on a look of disgust, many of them looked away but one group of girls on the left wall was smiling and reaching out towards us trying to get us to walk over there.

Alex led me gently by the hand over to the girls. I had told him my legs didn't hurt any more, but that was sort of a lie. I can walk and look like im not in pain, but it does still sting. Alex brought me over and introduced me to his friends who were actually really excited to see us. But i can't get one thing out of my mind, in a few minutes...I'm going to have to go to Mrs. Alcon's class again.

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