02: Alexis Draymond

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Alexis

"... Lower, lower, lower...", screams my coach in his husky, strong, masculine, and angry voice, I've just about had enough of his pesky voice as I lower myself down to the point my chest hits the ground before coming back up for my one thousandth push up. "Draymond that's pathetic, are you stupid" he spits in my face, literally spits in my face; saliva and all, before continuing his insolent rant of BS, which I tune out while wiping my face of his germs and for the next minute or so take every insult this prick throws my way, up until this comment. "... Your father will be disgusted by your poor performance out there. You're just like your slu-" before Mr Fudgewitt, use your imagination, could finish his obnoxious shiet talking my right fist goes to nose while my left hand around his throat pinning him to a nearby wall. Staring into the older mans dark blue verging black eyes I begin my rant of BS, "Look okay. I don't know what your problem is but it's seriously affecting your ability to both coach and respect your damn players-" I let the mans body fall to ground when a deep red hue started to darken the males naturally darkened skin, I bend down to the dark skinned man and conclude my sentence, yes I know. Such a formal manner of speaking for a teenager, but it makes me sound smart, "- you've been an asshole all week so tell me what's wrong Jared" I demand, my reflection playing on Jareds eyes as they now fill with tears, no warnings in place at all, no change in emotion on his face, no realization of what just happened. None of that, just a sudden outburst of sadness portrayed as waterfalls falling wildly down the twenty-one year olds smooth skin.

For fifteen minutes the sobs continued and now my arms are wrapped tightly around Jared as waterfalls continue to stream, overflow, and gush effortlessly.
This is definitely weird, I think to myself, how do I resolve this?.
After another five minutes of tight hugs, reassuring words, and more shed tears Jareds sobs finally came to an end. I slowly pull my arms to my side and wait patiently for an explanation from the young man before me, a split second later he begins to speak, "Alexis, I'm honestly sorry that I've been a douche throughout training this afternoon it was un called for" he looks right into my hazel green eyes as each word carefully slips off his tongue. "I apologize for taking my anger against someone else on you and the team none of you deserve to treated badly for anothers mistake."
With those final words we commence training until the rest of the track team arrive for our intense fitness weekly. What a great this will be
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