Can't Stay Away

Chapter 23

Trevor sighed as he sat towards the top of the bleachers, foot pressed against the back of the planks as he leaned back against another. He brought a cigarette to his rough lips, inhaling before puffing out a ring of smoke. Trevor watched his peers run laps around the field. Coach Beverley rolled his eyes once his eyes met Trevor’s form.

"King! There is no smoking on school property." He shouts. Trevor ignored him and continued his actions. Coach Beverley cursed before storming up the stairs. Coach Beverley placed his hands on his hips as he glared down at Trevor. "King, I know you hear me. No smoking." He says, growing more annoyed. Trevor exhaled before stomping out his cigarette.

He spotted Ophelia below, in her gym clothes, leggings and long sleeve jacket. Trevor stood, stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked away. Coach Beverley huffed and cursed as he watched him walk off. Trevor smirked as he got closer to her. "Hey baby," Trevor greeted as he wrapped his arms around Ophelia's waist. Ophelia chuckled as she felt Trevor kiss against her cheek and neck. Trevor peered from underneath her lashes and grinned as he stared back at Ryan.

Ryan grimaced at them. People whispered underneath their breath. "Is there something that you want or are you just being lovey dovey right now?" Ophelia asks. "Maybe a little bit of both." Trevor chuckles softly. Trevor pouted as Ophelia caressed his cheeks. "Gimme kissy." He pleaded, making her laugh at his soft antics.

She pecked his lips. "Hey! No kissing you two!" Beverley shouted. Trevor rolled his eyes and muttered something under his breath. "Meet me after school. I wanna take you somewhere." Ophelia nodded. The couple kissed before Trevor walked away. A group of girls ogled at Trevor as he left. "Hey!" Ophelia shouted, "Eyes off my man, bitches."

The group looked away from her and scurried off. "Way to go fille folle, (crazy girl)." Chloe says. "Well those girls need to keep their eyes straight." Ophelia said. Chloe laughed. "Don't mess with the big bad wolf or you get bit." Chloe's jokes as Ophelia smirked. "Danvers! Leander! Get to running!" Beverley demands.

"It's Léandre." Chloe corrects. "Run!" Beverley shouted. "Je jure de, (I swear to)...." Chloe mutters. Chloe, alongside Ophelia, runs around the field. Chloe stopped midway, gripping her side. Ophelia stood at her side. "Are you okay?" Chloe heaves as she hunches over. Ophelia helped her over to the bench.

"Just breathe, okay? Breathe," Ophelia kneeled in front of her. "I'm okay. I'm okay, I promise," She tells her. Ophelia sits beside. "I know but I want you to sit here." Chloe nods as she rests her head against Ophelia's shoulder.  Ophelia rested her head on top of hers. "Merci, (thank you)."

"Pour quelle raison,( For what)?" "Pour être ici. Pour être un ami, (For being here. For being a friend)." Ophelia smiles down at her. "Nous sommes sœurs. Les sœurs sont toujours là l'une pour l'autre, (We're sisters. Sisters are always there for each other)."