So Wrong, It's Right (Louis)

Chapter 20

From Liam:

Sorry I didn't call you back or anything. It's a bit difficult to when you've got lads trying to read over your shoulder.

Was I a bit put down that Liam didn't get back to me? Would anyone believe me if I actually answered that question with a 'yes'? I'm not a massive sap and I never want to be one because I've always been told those sorts of people are little weaklings that go nowhere in life. I definitely wanted to go somewhere else in mine. So, when I waited up for Liam, it's because he's the type of person who can keep a promise and he has what it takes to go somewhere else. I wished I could go with him, I'm a pretty massive liar because I actually felt hurt when the hours passed and I still didn't hear back from Liam.

I woke up the next day to that text message from him. I read it over quickly the first time before I read it slower. For a moment I started to feel ill over my nervousness that one of my former teammates would read something personal I told Liam. I wouldn't care if they saw us chatting about the match but I never wanted them to find out how broken I've always been. They'd have a massive laugh at me and I'm done having to be that person.

I didn't respond to Liam's message, guessing that he was either sleeping or meeting up with the others. At least I'd be doing one of those two things if I was there with them. I'd be getting myself and some of the others into trouble. I'd be incredibly loud. Nobody would ever know my true story and they'd just think I was a lad who always went looking for a great time. I'd be set free from my home and I couldn't be more thankful for that.

My mum went out for the day. She told me she was meeting up with my aunt, the woman who also had the unfortunate gene of being related to a hated man by blood. I told her that I hoped she'd enjoy her time out because I wanted my mum to be able to have that in her life again. She should be going out with people her age and having a fun time. She didn't have to be stuck in this house.

I was supposed to but I still had a bit of fight in me to get out. So, I went to the park for about an hour and try to get myself comfortable with playing again, trying to get through my sadness that I wasn't on the filed with the others in the arena. The tournament near the ned of the season was always my favourite. It made me feel like I was as close as I could be to playing on a club team. I always pictured myself making it as a pro. I had no idea how much of that dream could even be possible anymore.

By the time I returned home my mum was still out. She rang me up and said I'd have to get along without her for dinner. She went out with my aunt and lost track of time. I wasn't annoyed with her one bit because I'd rather have her lose track of time in a good way instead of her losing herself in the bad way that she had been trapped in.

The sun was already replaced in the sky by the time two people in my life returned to me. My mum came home and she looked a little bit happier than she has been the past couple of weeks. She'd gone upstairs to shower and settle in for the night. Around that time Liam also rang me up.

"Hello, stranger." I teased while I found myself a place on one of the couches in the front room. I let out a sigh as I got myself more comfortable on it.

Liam chuckled a bit at that. "Hey, Lou. Sorry, I haven't spoken to you until now."

"What have I told you about apologising for everything? Oh yeah, not to. It's all right, Liam." I couldn't help but smile at how ridiculous he could be sometimes as I shook my head. "So, is this another call to recap the match? How'd it go?"

"Well, we weren't so lucky this time. We lost." Liam told me, sounding just as sad I was that I couldn't play anymore. This loss meant just that. The season for the boys was now over. They'd be returning home with the weight of defeat and having to switch out after school practices for exam revisions.