Bringing Her Back

Chapter 2: Tragedies...and Sins

No one knew yet. She just...wasn't moving. They thought she'd probably gotten a concussion or blacked out but, she didn't even get that close to lucky. Most of us on the field ran over to her. The rest of them got close, but maintained their distance. Some of my friends on the bench got up and had the most terrified looks. But trust me, we all did.

I remember running so, so fast. Faster than I could've ever imagined. Once I got to Drey, I got on my knees and started talking to her, tears forming in my eyes. "You're okay Drey, you're okay," I told her. "Hold on and keep being strong, I know you can do it."

The referee immediately rushed over to us. He made us back up and give her space, but I couldn't, I just...couldn't. He saw it in my face. This was way too important to just back up and give her space. He asked me what her name was, what exactly happened, and what position she played. I explained it all to him. Not missing one detail. They of course, immediately called an ambulance.

After the man told me I had given him everything he needed, he told me I needed to
move away from her, for real now. I slightly punched the ground, did what he said and moved back, just a little though. I don't know if he expected me to go where everyone else was and sit on the benches, but that was not what I was about to do. I needed to be by her side. I had to be there for when she woke up. I had to.

I was just a few feet away from her, not to close, but not even close to being far either. I heard the ambulance coming from a distance. It was loud. The sound, excruciating to my ears. I saw the red and blue lighting up all the trees and buildings around it. This was not happening. I couldn't believe it, even if I was, in fact, right there.

At one point, as I just sat there, my arms cuddling around my knees, with the blood drained completely from my face because Drey wasn't moving, I noticed her. Them. The girls from the other team. Some of them on the bench had faces just like ours. Others were in absolute shock, nothing else to do but stare in fear. The girls on the field, respectively on their knees, were whispering to each other, trying to figure out what exactly had occurred, but, that wasn't it. I looked slightly to my left and caught sight of the girl who knocked down Drey with two more of her teammates clapping each other and slightly giggling so no one could hear them, as if they had accomplished something.

I tried. I really, really did, but I couldn't hold it anymore. The anger, pain, anxiety, worry, and frustration. It all rose to my face and down to my fists at once. "Do it for Audrey," I thought. "Control yourself."

I breathed anger in and out. It was the only thing circulating in my body, through my veins and alongside my blood. I just couldn't and I'm still, really sorry Drey.

I stood up with the most monstrous face and ran over to her. I think her name was Jazmin Miller. From what I heard, she was one of the best players on their team; dark skinned, bulky and tall, strong with really broad shoulders and she played right-wing. Once I got to her, I didn't think. Not once, not twice, not three times. It all just happened so...fast. I swung my arm and hit her in the face and in the stomach. I kept swinging at her, all my anger, releasing though my knuckles. "YOU DID IT ON PURPOSE!" I yelled to her face. "YOU DID IT ON PURPOSE, DIDN'T YOU?! YOU HURT HER! LOOK AT HER! LOOK AT HER FACE! SHE'S UNCONSCIOUS AND ITS ALL YOUR FAULT!" She bent in pain as I knocked the wind out of her.

Her friends stood by her, wanting to fight me and defend her, but couldn't. They knew that at that time and moment, they had no chance. LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID! LOOK AT WHAT YOU ALL DID! YOU PIECES OF SH-" I got cut off by everyone who came sprinting towards us. I screamed, rivers of tears falling down my face. My anger was a bit relieved after that, but it didn't last more than a minute. The reffs, our coaches and all of our teammates, they were all there. The adults told all the players to stand back and stay away. My coach grabbed me and separated me from Jazmin so quick I lost sight of her. I was still throwing punches at the air, bawling my eyes out.

My coach grabbed me and pulled me in tight to her chest. She tried to calm me down. She rubbed my back and ran her fingers through my hair. My eyes hurt so much and I couldn't stop crying out Audrey's name. She'd hush me and rock me. Of course, she and everyone else watching knew, what I had done was very, very wrong. There were consequences to come, but that wasn't what mattered. She'd done it on purpose, and she deserved it.