***TRIGGER WARNING | RATED MA***
~~~BOOK 2 IN LIAAIS SERIES~~~
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"Be Confident. Too Many Days Are Wasted Comparing Ourselves To Others. And Wishing To Be Something We Aren't. Everybody Has Their Own Strengths And Weakne...
"Well. Yeah, Ryan is right, it is fucking hot out. Jesus that's bright," Reid says.
"Yeah," I say.
It's almost 12:00. We've been at the field for about an hour and a half getting set up and planning. Reid's back too. He's not really allowed to be playing but he'll be playing. A few of us a have already been miked. Including me and him.
There's also one of my old friends, Seth, who is going to be playing some music throughout this entire event.
Reid's wearing some black basketball shorts, a white long sleeve t-shirt that says "Live, Love, Soccer" , some rainbow nike elites, and grey and blue running shoes. He also has sunglasses on.
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"You're not feeling 100% either are you?" Reid says.
"No..." I mutter.
"Can you tell me what happened. Between you and my dad?" He asks.
"It's nothing. He just pushed me," I state.
"Yeah, I'm sorry about that," he says indicating my hand.
"Reid. I'm all set," I say, "Really it's not a big deal. It's not like it hasn't happened before."
"Yeah, well I don't like knowing he does these things to my friends," he says, "He's done it to Ryan, Hunter, Vico, and even Seth."
"Hold on. Did you just say he's hurt Seth? But why? Seth literally can't hurt a fly?" I ask.
"Yeah, I know. Seth has scars from my dad," he states.
He and then both glance over at Seth who is testing equipment. He's acting like himself, but he's different than I can recall.
"How long ago?" I ask.
"Last month," he says.
"Are you two good?" I ask.
"Yeah, he forgave me," he says, "I hope you're still okay though."
"Reid," I say, "I'd be more worried about you right now."
Dakota still didn't give me an answer about wearing the sling. Right now I am.
"Okay. Okay. At least I'm playing today. We're gonna wreck em'," he says, "Can I ask you something?"
