The Quarterback Tackled My Heart (bxb)

Chapter 3

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ASHER'S POV -

I smashed my fist down on my alarm clock. It's the 5th one I broke in the past two weeks. Pieces of my alarm clock lay on the floor beside my bed and some pieces on my nightstand.

I have to get up early today because I'm training the pack. The pack members need to learn more skills if they want to protect the pack.

After doing my morning routine, I go downstairs to get breakfast.

"Good your awake, I thought I would have to come and wake you up," my mother said stirring the oatmeal in the pot.

"I know I'm sorry mama, I just been restless in the night," I said kissing her cheek and sitting at the kitchen table.

"Why have you been restless honey? Are you not feeling well?" she asked concern lacing her voice.

"Well, I actually found my mate but we didn't instantly get together like you and papa, and so I want to hold them at night," I said sadly.

Once I saw Seth I wanted him to be mine right away. He was adorable, cute, and extremely sexy. Those snug skinny jeans he wears really shows off his bubble butt. He had my mouth watering when he walked in front of me. Oh my god his hips the way they swayed when he w-

My thoughts were interrupted by a squeal of excitement. My mother ran to me squealing happily and giving me a big hug. I guess she is happy about me finally finding a mate after three years. You can tell who your mate is when your fourteen but can't mate until you're seventeen years old.

"We're gonna have a big dinner and you're gonna invite your mate, I can't wait to meet them," she said giggling jumping up and down.

Sometimes I swear I'm older than her.

"Isn't it a little too soon for that I mean I just met him yesterday?" I said.

"Your mate is a boy," my mother said staring up at me, all squealing and giggling ending.

It took me a while to answer her because I never knew if my parents were homophobic or not. I didn't want them to kick me out and lose my family, my pack. But if it came down to it I will choose my mate, always.

"Yeah," I said slowly scratching the back of my head nervously.

She did something I didn't expect she hugged me and pulled back staring up at me smiling.

"Did you think we were gonna disown you or something? Cause you are completely wrong" she giggled and went back to mixing the pot.

"Honey your father is bisexual and I used to have a girlfriend before I met your father," she said laughing at my shocked expression.

I never knew my father was bisexual and my mother used to have a girlfriend. Why didn't they tell me?

"Well ok I'm gonna go train the pack now, see you later mama," I said and left through the front door of the pack house.

I walked out to the middle of the woods were the pack members would be waiting for training. I arrived at the middle of the woods and everybody bowed their head in respect and greeting.

I cleared my throat before speaking "

"Today we will be training hand to hand combat," I said.

Everyone nodded their heads and got into pairs already starting. I walked around watching the training come into play. I notice a boy younger than me, maybe fourteen years old curled up next to a tree. I walked over to him and crouched down in front of him. He looked up at me shocked then looked fearful.

"Is there a reason you're not training today?" I asked gently. He nodded his head but didn't dare speak.

"Can you please tell me why that is?" I asked.

"I'm not as strong as the others and they tease me for it, so they won't let me train cause they say I'm too weak to even put up a fight," he said tears brimming his chocolate eyes.

Anger rushed through me and I stood to grab the boy with me by his arm. I brought him to the middle of the fighting area and whistle. Everybody stopped what they were doing and looked at me.

"I Will not tolerate disrespect in this pack. You will not cast out others just because of their strength! We are a pack and we stick together!" I yelled.

Everybody cowered back scared that I will lash out at them again.

"Go train with Angie other there she is nice" I whispered to the boy.

He ran off to Angie who smiled happily at him and started training with him. Once training was over I headed back home for a shower and a good dinner from my mother. I walked into the dining room and sat at the table.

My mom and two omegas walked in carrying food. When we were settled and had food on our plate we dived in. In the middle of dinner, my father spoke to me.

"I heard you found a mate and he is a boy," he said smiling happily at me.

"I did," I said folding my arms on the table and leaning on them.

"So what is he like, is he bigger than you" my father smirked finding this amusing.

"Actually he is way tinier than me, has a beautiful baby face that you can mistake him for a girl. Pretty blue hair, amazing big green eyes, and a bubble butt girls wish they had" I said smiling.

My father spits out his drink from laughing. Full out belly clutching laughing and banging his hand on the table.

"Son I love that you think you mate is beautiful but you really didn't have to go into detail, you sound like a love-struck teenage girl," he said calming down and just low chuckles coming from his mouth.

"Hey! your no different when you met mom you were on your knees for her" I smirked and he glared at me with heated cheeks.

"You ugly whore" my dad cried standing pointing an accusing finger at me.

I laughed at his childish behavior, my father is no different from my mom he acts like he is my age.

"You crazy old bitch," I said standing as well and putting one hand on my hip and the other pointing right back at him.

He gasped dramatically and then pouted with his own hands on his hips. We act like this all the time, it's our way of bonding.

"Just because you have one doesn't mean you have to act like one," he said glaring at me.

It took me a while to register what he said when I finally got it. Sometimes I think me and my dad are girls with their sassiness.

"At least mines are bigger and I can get it up," I said smirking.

And that ladies and gentleman are when the real show began. He growled and reached for me over the table spilling his glass of water in the process. I jumped back because I knew if my father caught me I would be done. So I ran like the devil was on my heels speeding throughout the house and into the backyard.

Once I reached the back door and step out into the backyard I was tackled to the floor. My dad's heavyweight laying on top of me and him having me in a headlock. I started coughing and patting the ground to tell him he won.

He let go and started laughing at my red face. I got up and balled my fist glaring at my father. He smirked and strides into the house obviously feeling smug.

Please god, tell me why my family is so fucking crazy, please! Then I remembered something Oh my lord! Tomorrow is my date, I totally forgot!