The Quarterbacks Kiss

Prologue | The meeting

**for those who have read 'Icebound hearts' this is a retelling of chapter 26 in Eve's POV

"A kid shouldn't be 13 and fighting for his life to stay alive. A kid shouldn't be 10 begging her father not to kill her brother." - Lizzie Myers (Icebound hearts) about the Beckett siblings.
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Eve

I press against the bruise on my chest, wincing in pain when I touch it. Instead of focusing on the searing pain shooting throughout my body I pay attention on the coffee cup in front of me, the steam slowly coming out of it. Maybe I shouldn't have come here? I shouldn't have gotten Luke involved.

I was thinking out of fear, I didn't know whether my father would come back and-.

Holy fuck.

My eyes are locked on a tanned brunette who's laughing with his friends, he's got a pair of dimples and a smile that would bring woman to their knees. By far the most attractive man I've ever seen, I decide.

His biceps bulge and I would bet that he's all stiff muscle if you touched him. He looks like a player, as though he has many woman feeling up his chest. Grey eyes lock with mine and suddenly I can't look away, my body pulls me towards him but I stay rooted in my seat.

A smile tugs the corners of his lips as he continues to stare at me. Why the fuck is this man so attractive?

Look away Eve, he's out of your league.

I finally pull myself to look away as I realise I probably look like a creep, I can feel a hot blush sink into my cheeks and I focus back onto my brothers girlfriend who has been talking animatedly to me for the last twenty minutes.

"I'll be finished in an hour." Lizzie says, I muster up a smile as she leaves and continue my trance looking out of the window. I feel eyes on me, burning into my cheek but I choose to ignore it.

Maybe I could transfer here, it's not like I have bad grades at all. It's far enough away from wherever he is with his new twenty year old girlfriend.

A cold gust of wind blows through the diner and i scrunch up my nose from the cold, the pain in my chest throbs. I tired take an aspirin last night but I need to take another one when I get back, I'll have to find some ointment for my bruises as well.

A scrawny guy approaches my table, smiling at me suggestively. Before I have time to even scowl, cold water is thrown at me. I gasp and freeze startled, I breathe through my mouth and push my wet hair out of my face as I look up at the culprit.

His hands are up in a surrender pose as he grins down at me, I recognise him as one of the guys who was sitting at attractive man's table. So he is friends with assholes.

The prick isn't even looking at my face, instead his eyes are trained on my shirt where my white shirt is soaked through exposing my red lacy bra.

"What the fuck!" I shout when the guy makes no attempts to apologise. I have no doubt I am creating an audience but I could not care less, I've taught myself not to let slimey pricks get away.

I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid.

"You just spilt water on me?! You're not gonna say sorry!" My shouts become louder, he wears a smug amused smile on his face. 

"You want me to lick it off" Prick face says, not even hiding the fact he is ogling my cleavage.

"Oh fuck right off small dick" I shout back, in a blink of an eye Lizzie is in front of me blocking his view of me. I would consider myself an average height at 5'6 but somehow Lizzie is still able to block all of me.

"You good?" I don't even realise I'm shaking until she clutches my shoulders in her grip to steady me.

"All fine Lizzie" I reassure.

"Hot damn, that ass blondie" Prick face says, without any hesitation I shove myself in front of her.

"Who the fuck do you think you are touching her without her consent!"

"You're being dramatic." That's it I decide, he steps back with caution obviously noting the fume coming out of my ears as he rolls his eyes.

I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid.

I knee him in the dick.

"I'm sorry was I being dramatic then, go cry about it to mommy." I say dramatically as I wipe a fake tear.

"Slut." Is all prick face manages to get out, before I have time to knee him again Lizzie comes in front of me and slaps his face. Hard.

"You asked for it." She says shrugging, as the guy grips his face and dick with both hands, unfortunately for him it's not over yet as a large hand claps his back causing him to hoot in more pain.

The guy I was drooling over before stands behind prick face, pinching his back as he howls in pain. He looks so much better up close. Something in my body is pulling me towards him but like before I stay in my place. Resisting it.

"I'm sorry, he's-"

He's out of your league, he won't care, he's just like the others. You're too weak for this, just like you were at 10, helpless. You can't even escape your own father.

"Get him on a leash." And with that I exit the diner, cutting the string I feel on the way out as well.

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guys I wrote the plot in my notes which is what I always do like the events that are going to happen and omg, this book will break me.

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