EUPHORIA

Ramsey: Redeeming my FIA

# our doll face shelby.... Credits to all the people who i pick their faces, funny how you pick a novel and see yourself as a character discription. #

The next morning i laid in bed not able to get up or rather refusing to.

"Why didn't you take the shot?, why did you hesitate?." Lisa asked cupping the cigarette behind the lighter.

"I thought you quited smoking."
"I did... for the moment." She said taking two puffs out of the burning bush.
"Your mum giving you a hard time." She gave me a 'you know it look' before taking another puff out of the cigarette.
"I wonder what she'll do when she finds out am gay".

"You mean if" i quickly inquired.
"No i mean when... am gonna tell her."
My eyebrows shooting all the way to my head.
"Are you insane, what are you going to say, 'hey mum theres this girl in school i like and well we've been fucking lately so i hope that's cool".
"We have talked about this and either we do this or i do it without you, do you even hear yourself your acting as if been with me was the worst decision of your entire life".

"I didn't say that, i just well vivian didn't really border if anyone knew as long as we kept doing our thing". I paused to take in the killer look in her eyes, almost like the one sergio ramos use to have.

I f*cked up.

"Vivian this, vivian that, that's all you ever talk about as if you never moved on or like she never left 'she paused taking in my body language and sign, something she was always good at telling if someone was lying, especially me' did she ever leave your heart".

"How can you even ask that, of coarse i've moved on".
"So why do you keep talking about her as if that's all you care about, one minute she leaves school then the next she's taking the same class as you and you say that's not cheeky".

I sat down next to her, taking away the cigarette from her shaking hand, her head flopped into my shoulder and she broke down in tears the smoking was bad for and at the same time she needed it to stay clear, clear of the memory of her mothers abuse... No she didn't need to remember, no one does.

I took her head in my hands and wiped away the traveling tears from her cheeks, her eyes glittered in delight, in realization that the person holding her was me.

"Together we'll pull through matter what" she repeated the phrase and i smiled leaning closer to her i placed my lips against hers.

*** *** ***

The highlights were starting to die down but those were the least of my problems, in the FIA official news channel they awarded Maddie best player of the month off the bench performance, that fucking bitch, if ramsay hadn't had pulled that stupid stunt this wouldn't have happened, or if i hadn't had froze at the last second.

Why did i freeze... it was all Carolyn's fault, no it wasn't and i knew, all this time i just blindly blamed all my problems on a girl who didn't exist, who was barely seen.

But i saw her and i still see her, why did she have to look at me that way, why did she even have to stand there, why was she there!.

All the questions ran marathons in my head without a single answer to any of them. I exited my car and entered the head quarters of the FIA building located south side of the school.

I busted into the Secretary's office and slammed the news paper clippings on his desk, he got up and locked the door behind me.

"What do you think your doing just walking into my office like this". His eye brows furrowed wearing an expensive suite and a rolex watch.
"Wheres the chairwoman (lisa mom)i need to speak to her is she in".
"You must be really out if your mind huh, to think you could just come in here and demand to see the chairlady".
" am the highest goal scorer and by far the best performer so this is a scam and a fraud".

He picked up the newspaper and slowly read it out loud slowly stopping at the realization that set in. "The chairwoman, were can i find her".
"Even if i could help she's in a meeting and i don't think just walking in would change anything". He said retaking his seat still fetiled by the article he had read. I took a short look at the average DC secretary, mid 30's , almost bald.

" if your not going take me to her then i'll just go by myself".
"It won't change anything, your just going to waste your time". His voice echoed as i walked out the office.

The chairs office had pictures of all the greatest female ice hockey players including her own, it must hurt her knowing the griffin legacy would end with her but then again you can't force something on someone and besides Lisa was an excellent artist.

I took a seat opposite the office desk and waited for her to come in, taking to account the number of trophys that laid still on a large shelve by the corner of the room.

The door was flung open and a tall figure walked into the room, her aura nearly fulling the damn place.

"I just can't get enough of this stupid press, 'she hung her jacket on the poll that stood at the entrance if the room' i won't be taking anymore questions".

"Uhh... am not a reporter my name is Bell ramsey, am the best ice hockey player of the current FIA and also the girl you just ripped off" i said dropping the newsletter on her desk.

"Oh now I remember the girl that got cold feet in front of goal and no your not the best FIA ice hockey player Maddie is and that's why she has that award and not you, sure if they paired the two of you together you'ld overwhelm her completely by individual attributes but here at the FIA now that am in charge i don't care about the cockiness of players and i don't care a flying fuck about individual attribute but i do care about girls who can lead their team from the front and convert a losing situation into something decent not girls who forgets how to shoot a puck... have you seen the headlines". Her words dug metres into my chest.

And yes i have seen the headlines, Carolyne that stupid girl.

I stood up and left her office as she waved me away. I had to redeem this performance and i knew exactly how to do it.