Blurred Sentimentality

Sad Pasts (Ch. 18)

Olivia

I entered the stadium building again, Sera wasn't here, as always. She hasn't been here since last week.

I walked over to the field, where Chaz was waiting for me in a tank top that exposed his big muscles.

Matt asked me to be his girlfriend last night only, so my thoughts should be loyal too.

"Why the big smile, Ginger." He raised his eyebrows.

"Nothing much." I raised my eyebrows back.

We trained for about 30 minutes, and I knew I got better. With Chaz's help, I improved way too much, which was a good thing.

We stopped when Mr Lucentio approached us. I rubbed the sweat in my forehead and faced him.

"You passed all of the 1v1 challenges, but I'm not sure if you can win the 1 v 2 with boys."

"Why not?" I said, getting angry.

"You're- they're men, they're strong and fast." He chuckled uneasily.

"Why can't I beat these men?" I asked, raising my voice. Chaz placed his hand on my shoulder to calm me down. His touch made me shiver. While training, we had a lot of physical contact which never failed to make me go all awkward. I was too angry to care now.

"You're a girl-"

At that moment I lost it.

"Stop being sexist!" I yelled. Chaz went in front of me and held both of my shoulders, making me shiver again. His familiar scent invaded my nostrils and he was blocking me from seeing Mr dumbass Lucentio.

"I'm sorry, but-"

"Can you leave or something?" Chaz looked at him and he looked shook.

"I'll- fine." He shrugged and went away.

I remembered the days when my parents were like that. You're a girl, why do you always play football with them? I thought you would like dancing! Stop acting like a man! Dress a bit like a girl. 'You should've been a boy.' 'I wish If you were just a boy, instead of acting like one. '

Remembering the last one, I broke down. I hated crying in front of people, but I couldn't help it now. I fell to the grass and covered my face as I sobbed uncontrollably.

Chaz looked shocked. I suddenly felt cold and wished if Matt was here. While I was drowning in my own tears, I felt strong arms snake around me. Chaz held me there for some time before I held him back and cried on his shirt. On his hard chest. He smelled so good and his skin felt so smooth. His sharp chin was on my head and my arms were all around his torso. I wanted to hug him, to hold him closer to me, to the point where I felt him breathe on my neck, but I was with Matt.

When I felt better, I slowly pulled away, but immediately regretted it. I felt cold again.

"Are you okay, Ollie?" He whispered, his husky voice drawing me in. I liked it when his voice suddenly turned all deep and hoarse.

I nodded. "Sorry." I whispered. "Ollie?"

"Yes, Ollie." He slightly smiled.