War with the Pointguard (COMPLETED)

22-SHE IS SO WRONG

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He saw her with the idiot at the shade. That made him want to lose all his remaining temper. But he didn’t do anything to make her feel hurt more. Right now, he just managed to went home without bringing her home.

“What’s with the lunatic aura, son? Got trouble?” he saw his dad talking while getting something from the fridge before it came towards him eating some sweetened snacks and offering some to him.

He shook his head gently, unsure of what to say, but as soon as he sat on the couch, he looked down with face resting on his two hands, and suddenly felt tears dripping like running water.

Being stabbed is an understatement to describe what he feels right now. It’s more like his heart is being infinitely slashed with a samurai, attacked by guntackers, then crushed by meat grinder and dipped in vinegar. It sounds rude but “torture” is the precise term for it.

He never had issues on being rejected, yet this, being the first, surely is too much of a disastrous memory he has to overcome. He doesn’t even know if he can.

“Is this, about your spring?”

“Huh? Spring?” he mumbled, lifting his head and staring suspiciously at his dad. Is this another dumb conversation again with this person?

“Niche, your springtime of life…”

He couldn’t help but weep even more upon hearing her name from his dad’s own mouth.

“So tell me, how did your relationship go with my pal’s daughter?” his father sat beside him.

“Tch. It ended before it even started.”

“My, my, you really are a troublesome kid.” His father gave him a soft pat on his back.

This is one of those father and son moments he’s been looking for, and before, he thought might never happen, cause his father was a total idiot at times, yet this time, he could feel his great concern.

“Thanks, Dad.”

“Yo,” was all Niche heard that blew her thoughts away.

Sharing the same soft shiny hair, white complexion and lean figure as of Laica, only that it was a guy standing in front of her now. “Fernandez!?”

“A penny for your thoughts?” the guy asked with an inquisitive look plastered on his face.

Umiling lang siya.

“Napansin ko lang, mukhang malalim ang iniisip mo. Tungkol ba kay Boojie?” Ikinagulat niya ang sinabi nito. Pano nito nalaman iyon? Dahil din ba sa kapatid nito?

“Ha? Hindi ah.”

“Kung hindi tungkol sa kanya, bakit ka nagkakaganyan?” he insisted.

“Ano bang pinagsasasabi mo? Hindi naman talaga-”

He cut her off. “Dalawang game na lang bago niyo makaharap ang NCF Tigers.”

“Alam ko,” she exasperatingly stated.

“Prepare then. It won’t be too easy for scarred hearts to succeed,” he flawlessly stated, turning around, so that his back is on front of hers.