There was a practice basketball game after school today, you were going because your boyfriend Kyle was making you go. People loved your relationship, a lot more than you did. He was a hot jock and you were a pretty girl with many friends but an ex cheerleader due to a leg injury that won't allow you to jump. Truth is , you didn't like being with him. Since you got the injury , he blames you for everything that happens, like he hated you.
You sat down on the benches, waiting for the boys to come in. Zach came in first. He saw you waiting on the seats and walked up to you.
"You waiting for Kyle (Y/n)?" He said.
"Yeah, he wanted me to come." You looked up at him and smiled. Although you shouldn't , you liked Zach. He was kind, soft and adorable. He might seem like normal frat boys but by himself, he's perfect. Zach looked down at your arm and saw bruises. Kyle...he wasn't the nicest boyfriend, he did beat you.
He looked at you up in the eye, he knew what was up.
"Y/n??" He said to you softly, "Was this Kyle?" You nodded and an angry looked appeared on his face. Kyle and the rest of the team walked in.
"Zach,why are you talking to my girl." He came up and pushed him.
"Why do you abuse her, huh?" He responded back. Kyle looked at you , shaking his head.
"So you snitched for attention yo-" Zach punched Kyle to the ground, the rest of the team clapped in awe.
"Kyle, she's no longer your girl anymore. She's mine," You blushed, " So go home, get your act back together and leave this basketball team." Kyle looked around and ran out, scared for his life.
That was the last time you saw Kyle. Everyone heard he moved schools but then got arrested for theft.
"So that's how you dad and i got together." You ended, cuddling you 4 year old daughter in your arms.
Zach walked in, leaning on the door frame.
" And they all lived happily ever after. " You said, smiling at him.
