Dashing Love

2.

"Hey....Leo." I greeted awkwardly. I could feel how wind up he was, good Lord, I've never seen him like this.

"Don't "hey" me, who the fuck is that?" he pointed at Ian. Ian got up from his seat and walked over to us. Good, more tension.

"What's wrong? Who's that?" Ian was now facing Leo, they both glared at each other, with me in the middle.

"Im her boyfriend, Leo." he wrapped his hand around my shoulder and pulled me closer, still glaring at Ian.

"Ex....boyfriend." I stated while removing his arm. "He's my exboyfriend."

He looked at me for a moment and back at Ian. Leo always does this, pops up at the worst moments, when this is over his ass is mines.

"Well as you can see your 'girlfriend' doesn't want you here so I think you should just leave." Ian almost yelled.

I could feel the anger in Leo body, his hand started to shape into a fist, ready to punch someone.

"Guys, lets just end it here. Ian im sorry for this fool reaction." I gave Leo an evil stare. "Lets go." I took hold of his hand and walk over to his car. "Drive, home, now!" I demanded.

"Are you mad at me?" he started the engine.

"Nah, im pissed, you're always interrupting something or worrying about me."

"I have to Dash, I still care for you." his eyes flickered to mine and back to the road.

"Well just so you know, I can look out for myself, it's not like I would go out with just anyone."

The ride was now quiet, and I was left with nothing to do but stare out the window like a puppy. After a couple of minutes we arrived at my house.

"Thanks, I'll see you tomorrow."

I entered the house and met my dad waiting for me. He look angry and annoyed, I'm in for it this time.

"Where the hell have you been? You missed two soccer practices!" He boomed holding two fingers.

"Sorry, I've been at the park, no big deal." My dad was a soccer champion for 12 years in a row until he decided to retire, now he want me to continue his dreams which I don't mind at all but, I need some fun in my life, and hearing "no big deal" is like betrayal to him.

"You're joking right. You have three extra practices tomorrow to make up for all the things you missed today." His stern voiced annoyed me sometimes, I ran upstairs to my room and slammed the door.

I missed my mom, she was always away on business trips, I would normally see her on holidays but that doesn't make up for all the years she wasn't here. I can't wait to graduate, I'm moving with my mom to live. My dad gave me to much stress, and I can never talk to him like how I talk to my mom.

I guess you can call us a wealthy family, not once have my parents said that they don't have enough money for something. My dad's family owned the title of the highest ranked soccer team. My mom's family owned their own business and invest in others. I've decided not to take over any of their titles, I wanted to do my own thing for once without anyone pressuring me to.