All because of us

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Bren POV:

"Oh fuck Bren!"

I roll my eyes, feeling an impending migraine. Clenching my hands on the sides of my body, trying to breathe in and out as much as possible contemplating if my friends lives really matter at this point. No one will miss them I think?

"You're so big!"

No one will even notice.

"Fuck you taste so good!"

It'll be quick and maybe I can even go to—

"I'm coming!"

I slam my locker shut, turning my body towards these fucking children.

"Enough!" I shout, putting my duffle bag across my body. "Stop fucking talking about it! Stop disrespecting her and if one of you say one more thing I swear I will fucking rip your heads off. Don't fucking try me." I seethe meaning every goddamn word. Sebastian standing right along my side with his fists shut tight as well.

All damn week my friends and teammates have been fucking around and teasing me of hearing Lexie and I fool around in the locker room and then the morning after in my bedroom.

So what if we fucked? Does it give you the right to fucking talk shit about her? No. It's immature.

Not my Cherry.

It's been word after word and tease after tease and I've had enough.

It's one thing to tease and say something once but to continue on and on about it is fucking aggravating and honestly even if it was a random girl I don't agree with it. I don't like it. It's disrespectful. Everyone has a sex life—at least I'm getting fucked and goddammit I'm getting fucked good. The best I've ever had.

The guys stop laughing, scratching the back of their heads awkwardly and looking down at the ground ashamed. As you should, dicks.

"How fucking old are you?" I scoff. "Get laid and lay off of me and my girl." I start walking towards the door of the locker room ignoring the stares of others. I said what I said and I stand corrected.

Once I reach the door I open it and it shuts quietly behind me as I stand in the middle of the hallway letting out a deep breath I didn't know I was holding. Rubbing my eyes with my fingers trying to release the tension but it's not working. Nothing is working. Suddenly a vibration is felt in my sweatpants. I take out my phone and start walking towards the exit.

Instantly, my chest feels a bit calmer as I see the caller ID.

Cherry 🍒

"Hey Beautiful." I say answering the phone and walking out the building, searching for my car in the parking lot.

"Hi Handsome." Her voice soft and raspy as if she just woke up. Fuck, my stomach flips and I can't contain the butterflies swirling and the nerves beginning to bubble in my chest. When she complements me, I become a blubbering mess.

I clear my throat and unlock my car climbing in and turning it on.

"Miss me already?" I tease, trying to make light of the situation and not feel this way. It's confusing.

"Haha I just wanted to ask if you wanted burritos tonight. And before you say it's taco night and not burrito night—we don't have the shells and I could've sworn I bought some but for some reason I can't find it and I've been searching all over the place—

"Hey hey burrito night sounds awesome." I interrupt her, not wanting to her to feel bad. I silently chuckle feeling my cheeks hurt from smiling as I make my way to her apartment. She's cute when she rambles.