This man has been acting like a horny school girl in a catholic school on a Sunday, which I mean if I wanted to fool around I'd be down for it. The man in front of me is fine as shit. As the excitement died down from my ultimate and expected return, dad didn't know yet but I was planning to stay more than only a weekend. I felt like now was the time to tell dad about my
I didn't know how long I was staying but I had this nagging feeling in me to stay. But I had one thing to confront, Matthew and how I feel. As I was finally leaving the hospital the stars twinkling in the sky with a chill layering the world outside. My dad had left a few hours ago but I wanted to stay until I heard about the boy.
When he finally came in he had tanked between the time Teresa and I had left to him entering as a full code. But thankfully he was going to be good as new with time. His parents thanked me multiple times for saving their baby boy, at least that's how they put it. I didn't want to ruin their version of him by telling them that he was very close to getting roadhead.
As the memory of tonight came to an end I realized Matthew had been talking to me and had actually stepped towards me to where I could feel his breathe on face. "Hey are you okay?"
"Yeah, I was just," I pause to collect myself before I shattered in front him. "I was just thinking about the irony. Teresa was very close to sharing the same fate as my mom, almost even on the same day. If I was nearby who know what could have happened. I-" before I can continue a hand is pushing my head into his shoulder as I sob. Matthew was the only person to help feel everything that I needed to finally grieve and move on.
I don't know how long we stand there until I left my face off his shoulder and look him in the eyes. I knew I still loved this man but I can't. Whenever I get close to anyone they leave me. Mom, Glen, Steven, Samantha they all left me.
I find myself leaning in until from across the parking lot I hear none other than Derrick, "Get a room you two."
I step away trying to choke out a laugh, "Man, some of us just saved some lives tonight. Can you leave me alone asshole." I yell laughing the entire time.
I turn back to Matthew with a small smile, "Can you give me a ride home? I don't feel like riding in the boo boo bus again if I can avoid it." He studies my face trying to see if I'm kidding or not.
"Of course," he pauses. As he was thinking about something he cupped the side my cheek with one hand and tucked a piece of hair that had came out from hair tie. Something in me yelled kiss him but I never did. Instead I walked towards his truck, but the stopped in my tracks. I started eating the pros and cons
"Let's go home princess badass," he said in the joking manner as he opened my door. As he turned the old girl on and started driving I could feel myself falling asleep. "It's ok, I've got-" is the last thing I hear.
Crunch
"Glenn!!! I was eating that" I yell as he stole a chip off my plate.
"Oh honey, I could steal a hell of a lot more but I unlike you have an eye for designer. That chip was it and is mine." He pops the chip in his mouth relishing in it.
"Fuck off." I say jokingly. He stands up.
"I actually have a hot date with my bed because some of us have to work tomorrow. I will see you tomorrow afterwards at Papa's Pizzeria on 56th and Sangamon." He says this as he walks to my door and leaves.
Ring Ring -Unknown caller
"Hello?" I say questioningly.
"Is this Shani?" A stern voice asks.
"Yes, can I ask what you are calling about." I immediately start overthinking. The words are the only things that could bring me out of my whirlwind of thoughts.
"My name is Officer Trevor. I'm calling to inform that Glen-"
I sit straight up from the dead of sleep. That's when I notice, I'm not in my bed. The light from the moon show through the blinds above the bed. I look over to see Matthew's jersey framed on the wall, trophies littering the shelves that are placed perfectly on the wall.
I start to stand up and notice my shoes are off and my crop top is crooked. After I adjust myself, and start walking towards the door it creeps every third step or so beneath me. I open the door ever so slightly to hear voices.
"When are you going to tell her? You can't keep this from her forever. She will find out." Matthew voice hushed but still echoing through the eerily quiet house.
"Son, you know this will crush her. I will tell her before she leaves. I know this is serious and I can't hide from her any longer." Dad's voice carries a sad and depressing twinge as he speaks. I start to get in my head about it all.
"Coach, you have been more of a father than my own. You helped shape into the man I am today. The man I want to be for the girl that I love. For my future kids and hopefully future team. I just need to convince someone that I'm what she needs me to be." Matthew pauses, "She has been through so much and I don't want to be the reason she runs away again." At that moment was when I decided to make my presence known.
"What's the big secret you both have apparently been hiding from me?" I ask trying to hide all emotions to help prepare myself for what's to come.
"I have cancer, we caught it early enough but I need you to take over coaching for me for the remaining season. I want you home as I got through chemo." Dad (and I for that matter) on the brink of tears, "I start chemo on Monday."
"How long have you known?" I ask holding it all back.
"Two years." I fall to the ground sobbing as I feel a hand grasp my shoulder and hear muffled sounds the words that I knew were coming from my nightmare echoed through my head.
"Glen was involved in a car accident in the early hours today. As details develop and are about ro be released to the public. As his friend, I want to tell you that he was most likely murdered. I'm sorry for your loss and let us know if you need anything."
As everything went dark and I don't think I ever wanted to wake up.
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Mysterious Coaches Daughter is Now a Badass
General FictionAs the coach's daughter, my dad was very protective of me as I was growing up I spent my summer at football camp. At the beginning of camp each year my dad showed the "Bad boy presentation." As I got closer to high school, I was number one on tha...