The Quarterback Tackled My Heart (bxb)

Prologue (Rewrtitten)

If you are triggered to the discussion of depression, self-image, self-harm, or sexual assault. As I have explained in my book description beforehand. This book isn't for you.

I twirled my two pale thumbs together while looking out the left side window of the plane. Puffy-like clouds entered my vision and I sighed internally at the sight. I felt on edge, anxious, and sad at the new change in my life.

My family and I are moving to a small town in Washington, D.C called Willow Creek. We lived there for a short while before my mother got homesick and we moved back to Los Angles. I was used to moving around a lot. City to City. So, it's not about the move that is making me anxious. It's having to go through the process of being the new kid at school. I've been bullied in the past. For reasons unknown to anybody. I don't know I guess some people my age just like being assholes for no apparent reason. I would get made fun of for the simplest shit. It was flat-out weird, annoying, and sometimes even hurtful.

My mother pulled me out of my thoughts as she placed her soft warm hand on my shoulder. I relaxed a little from having small comfort from my mother. I gave her a twitch of a smile and she looked at me lovingly. She sat down on the beige leather seat next to me.

We were in my parent's private jet that they flew around everywhere. We were sitting on the beige couch that was in the middle of the plane with a white glass-like coffee table in front of us. My parents could afford luxury things because they both had high-paying jobs. My father was a well-known plastic surgeon and worked on most celebrities. He was known most for his bbl surgeries. Everyone was getting them nowadays more and more. I had nothing against it but I didn't want or need it. My mother was a professional dancer and has performed on tv and in many popular events. They both loved their jobs equally.

"I know you really don't wanna do this but you never know. This could be a good change for you. It's a small town. I heard people are usually nicer in smaller places." She spoke out loud trying to reassure me about this move.

I looked into her green eyes that were crinkled a little on the sides. I didn't wanna lie and say I was excited but lying wasn't a choice either. I looked at her again to find her watching me.

"I'm worried but I'll try to be hopeful," I mumble while stopping the twirling of my thumbs.

"That's all I ask for." She smiled before hugging my side. I hugged her and patted her back. She pulled away while looking towards my father who was answering emails on his laptop. His dark hair was styled messily and his tan fingers were tapping fast. He looked up probably feeling our eyes on him and raised an eyebrow. My mom rolled her eyes playfully and he smiled at her.

My dad didn't really talk much on the plane ride just nodded his head or hummed. He usually let his work take up most of his time. I was proud of him and grateful for what he does for us. I do wish sometimes that he was more involved though.

"We will land in a little bit. Why don't you guys just rest." He offered and went back to typing on his laptop.

"I'm gonna go lay down on the sofa," My mother said while standing up and walking to the other side of the plane.

"Ok," we both say and I turned towards the window again. I popped in my headphones and turned on some music so I wouldn't have to hear my father's keyboard. I rested my head on my shoulder and slowly closed my eyes. Letting sleep take over me.

I didn't realize I had slept the whole plane and car ride. I had hopped off the plane and lazily went into the car to lay in the back seat. Now I was being woken up by someone shaking my arm.

"Wake up, son." My arm got shaken more and I slowly opened up my greenish-blue eyes to lock onto my dad's brown eyes who had a tired smile on his face. I slowly slide out of the car and stood up with a yawn. I stretched my arms above my head while turning to the house my parents bought. It was a nice modern house with a lot of glass windows. The big double doors leading into the house were black and metal.

"Do you like our new home?" My dad questioned as we walked up the stoned pathway.

"Yeah, it's amazing," I say softly. You could hear crickets and birds chirping in the surrounding woods. It had to be kind of late because the sun was setting. He opened the door to a bunch of cardboard boxes with different written labels on them.

There was a huge empty living room with a fireplace and it was connected to the open modern kitchen that had a marble island table. It was a beautiful home and I loved it. It wasn't as nice as our home back in Los Angles but it was still amazing. I was grateful.

"Seth!" I hear my mother shout from upstairs. I walk around the boxes and up the stairs to see a long hallway with 6 different doors. My mother walked out of the room at the end of the hallway with a box in her hand.

"Pick any room you want, honey. There are 2 master bedrooms. There's one behind me or one at the other end of the hallway. The one behind me has a balcony." She says while dropping the box as her long brown wavy hair curtains her face.

"I'll take the one without the balcony. I don't need it." I smile and she beams at me before rushing into the room that she was just in. I shake my head with a small smile. I don't know why she asked if she really did want the one with a balcony. Her stuff was probably already in there. I let out a small laugh before going into the room she said would be mine.

The bedroom was fairly large with a bathroom connected to it. The wooden floors were dark grey, I liked it. I noticed that my bed set was already installed and put up. That made me happy as I really didn't have the energy to put my bed together at the moment. I rake my fingers through my dyed dirty blonde hair before grabbing one of the boxes and getting to work on putting everything where it needed to be.

I flopped back onto the soft white comforter and turned over onto my stomach. I grasped one of my throw pillows and rested my head on it. I finished my room and took a shower just before 12 am. If I went to sleep now I could be up and ready for school. I was agitated that I had to go to school the day after we moved here but it was best to get it over with.

A soft knock was sounded at my door and I yelled to come in. My dad entered the room in black sweatpants and a white t-shirt. He walked over to the bed before sitting on the edge beside me. I wanted to question why he was in my room this late but I debated against it. We sat in a deafening silence before he sighed and looked at me.

"I know I'm not around as much. Neither is your mother with our jobs but we care for you deeply. Don't roll your eyes you need to hear this, Seth." Making me look at him with one eye as the other one was smushed against the pillow in between my arms.

"We really do and if anything bad happens tomorrow which I know you're scared of. We will be right there. We will let you sign up for online schooling but I have faith that won't be an option this time." He said putting his hand on my shoulder and smiling at me warmly. I got a little annoyed with myself for not wanting to hear what he had to say before since I needed to hear it. I doubted my parent's love for me even though they've always shown affection and love towards me. My brain was just fucked up sometimes.

"I did need to hear that, dad. I am worried and even scared but I'll put it to the side and be positive about tomorrow. I love you guys too. Thank you for everything." I say shyly as I got nervous when I showed affection.

"Don't even have to thank me." He laughed lightly before kissing my forehead and closing the door softly as he left my room.

I got comfortable again and pushed away all my bad thoughts about tomorrow. If I keep thinking negatively I'll manifest that shit into the present. I had to stop letting my anxiety control me but it was hard. I sighed for like the millionth time today and closed my eyes. Letting the silence of my room and mind put me to sleep.