Adorably Silly (ENDED)

LA Part 5

Can's POV

I woke up, again, my asshole was not next to me. But I don't blame him, it was already almost noon. Although it is not the first time that I use a vibrating cock ring for a long time on Daddy's orders, it always exhausts me.

So I got up (I had already passed the hotel breakfast), and that's why I was going to eat something. I was hungry, but I had to select very well where I would go, these decisions are not made lightly.

I saw that there was a Shake Shack nearby and I went there. I was looking at which burger to choose when ...

— Can?

That voice. I was static. I hadn't listened to his for years, but there was no doubt: it was the coach.

— Can, can we talk? —His voice sounded louder. I had it in front of me.

I always thought that if I saw him again I would hit him, but I didn't feel like it. I didn't expect it, I never imagined it: My body didn't move. When I saw him I noticed that he changed a lot, he was no longer the guy with a statuesque and healthy body that I knew. He looked normal, he didn't have a worked physique, he had a strange posture, rather hunched over and an ugly scar on his face.

The coach didn't look at me badly or anything, even though his look was deplorable. I remembered that the therapist said I should talk to him. So when he asked me to chat, I just nodded. I couldn't form any words at the moment.

— Please let me buy you lunch. —I took a deep breath and nodded.

I wasn't processing what was happening. I couldn't, not now.

We sat. He also asked for something. It's so crazy to think that I'm at the same table as the coach ...

— Please, eat. —He said— This is not a place where we can talk.

I just heard someone say "SomeTin" ... Tin ... I woke up and sent him a photo so he wouldn't worry. We ate and I think the food went wrong: I felt an ugly feeling in my belly.

I went out with the coach. I hadn't been able to speak to him and he hadn't demanded it of me either. We arrived at a square and sat on a bench ... Like that time, when I found out that Tin was getting married. Crazy how everything can change, right?

— Can, let me tell you I'm sorry. —He sounded sincere and looked me in the eye—. I was an animal. —He sentenced.

I looked at him but was unable to do or say anything. He took me by the hand and I jerked away.

— Sorry. I swear —he tried to apologize— I know you must hate me and you have every right. I gave you a hard time.

—You have no idea. —Something inside me wanted to come out— I lived hell because of you, it was not a bad drink, it was a trauma! And I still have to put up with it from time to time, you know!?

I was hyperventilating, I wanted to cry, but I wasn't going to in front of him.

—I'm so sorry, really, —he said again—, I liked you a lot, —he confessed, looking at me sadly—, I had never gone beyond feeling love at first sight. —He sighed and smiled.

For a few moments no one said anything. Then he pointed to the ugly scar on his face.

— This was done to me by Libra's men. —He confessed. You could tell he had resentment— Even though I said I wouldn't go back to college and I didn't even go back to my hotel ... I had to go back to Thailand.

It was incredible what was happening, sitting on the same bench in a square, in the United States, thousands of kilometers from Japan and talking about all this ... again.

—Libra's men found me, I don't know how, they beat me and tortured me ... —He took a deep breath—, don't worry, it's not the only mark they left on me. —He looked at nothing— I was so bad that I spent months in the hospital and I can no longer compete in any sport. —Then he looked at me— As you will see, I also have my aftermath after that night.

Tul is scary ...

— I fell in love with you and I knew that I could never have you. They hurt me and because of them I got angry with the Medthanan ... But never with you, I couldn't, you know? —He sighed—. I realized there was something so unique and pure in you and I ... I deserved the worst punishment.

— Coach...

I ... I mean, yeah, I know they had done something to him and he deserved it. But I don't know ... I feel like his life has been stolen. Why do I feel bad? Can! Don't be so soft! You go to a therapist because of him!

— I admired you. —I started with pain.

Something took hold of me and I felt it was my time to speak:

— I admired you and you were a P that I respected —I took a breath— I felt betrayed and like a stupid child when you took advantage of my trust, because that was it.

— I know, I'm sorry. —He looked very shocked, on the verge of tears— I knew I could never have you because you loved Medthanan and I just ... I didn't think of anything, really. I got carried away by the moment.

— You hurted Tin, you hurted me —my chest hurt a lot and I tried not to cry— but you betrayed the team, the trust they placed in you and you disappointed your biggest fan, that is, me ...

The coach started crying.

— I changed Can ... —he said between his tears— I understood and I changed. —He dried them— I know you won't forgive me but I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry. I was wrong and please don't hold a grudge against me.

— You ask me a lot, I don't know if I can do it.

— Please, Can. I think we both deserve to live in peace: you, having overcome everything and I, knowing that you don't hate me.

I stood up, I couldn't take it anymore, I wouldn't cry in front of him again.

— Wait, here. —He gave me a card— call me when you get over it —his eyes begged me—- I just ... I want to die in peace. I know that I cannot change the past, but I would like to make amends for the future.

I took the card in my hands in disgust.

— I don't deserve to be your friend, nor your respect ... But I ask you not to hate me, I cannot live like this, knowing that I did you so much harm.

I got to the hotel and sat on the bed. I started to shake, like before. The door rang and it was Tin.

— I saw him. —I said.

—Who?

—The coach.

I walked over to him and started crying. Tin didn't ask anything, he just hugged me tight.

— You are in my arms again. —He whispered me—. You have already returned to your protective field.