The Coach

Coach 4

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Kyle gave me a look of hatred, with a little bit of fear mixed in.

I didn't understand, yet I didn't have the time to try, for as soon as I moved I vomited the little that was in my stomach.

That seemed to get Kyle's attention.

He scooped me up, and ran, no sprinted, to the bathroom.

Kyle was in full panic mode, holding back my hair, and shouting to the others for excess clothing, for me, all the while, I was bent over a toilet.

Truly I felt awful.

When I finally thought I was finished my stomach heaved and I once again emptied the little amount of food inside of me, which in the simplest of terms, wasn't much.

Kyle's look of fear deepened, and for no reason at all, I began to cry.

I cried about nothing really, just sat and sobbed.

Kyle pulled me into his arms and just held me.

For hours he held me, as we rocked back and forth, me occasionally ridding myself of the little nutrition I had.

Three of the other men came in,"sorry to bother you sir, but we have to take care of those things we spoke of."

Kyle nodded, "alright leave, just remember that the more men you take now, the easier the job will be."

The men nodded and walked away.

Kyle whispered in my ear,"just a moment, I have to go check on something," and left.

He came back almost half an hour later, and seemed like the old Kyle.

The Kyle that I loved at nine years old, the one who was my brother, and most importantly, the one I loved desperately.

How will I be able to hold in these feelings that I have for him?

I looked down, suddenly embarrassed by the fact that I could love such a cruel man.

What he did next was so unexpected and sweet, that I began to trust him, right then and there.

He hugged me.

This wasn't a normal boy hug either, this was the kind of hug that even my brother couldn't beat.

It was sweet and loving, simply enough.

There wasn't words to describe how I felt after that.

Veeck smiled at me, helped me up, and took me through the hallways of the, suprisingly large, building.

We went to the kitchen first, I, being me, took the opportunity of his niceness to gorge myself on all that I could find. Veeck teased me of it, and before I could even think I sneered at him, "why don't you try not eating more than a god-damned piece of bread for a month, then we will talk about my eating habits, babe."

He looked at me, with a look that was, for lack of a better term, pissed off.

Before I even knew what had happened, he jumped up from the table and stormed away, into yet another unknown room.

I dropped to my knees, not so much out of sorrow, but fear.

What will he do to me?

Why did I have to snap?

I can't do it again, it can't happen.

As soon as I told myself this, Kyle appeared in the doorway holding a bag, he didn't look at me as he got to work, putting blankets and food in it, packing it tightly.

He threw me a bag that I recognized as my practice bag, filled with sweatpants and sneakers.

Before I even knew what was happening, he said to me,"come on we are leaving."

I stared at him in shock as he stormed from the room, "Now!"

And with that I trailed after him, terrified at what was about to happen to us.

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I'm pregnant.

I've heard it said that the biggest news you'll ever hear will cause your world to slow down to an almost unbearable pace.

I am experiencing this now, how could I be pregnant?

I didn't even notice the tears streaming down my face until he used the pad of his thumb to wipe then away.

He said to me, "I didn't want to tell you before we were out of there. I won't let anything happen to you. Or the baby. Our baby."

He kissed my belly softly.

This only progressed the tears down my face.

Oh god. I'm 17.... I'm 17 and I'm... Pregnant.

It broke my heart when tears formed in his eyes.

Oh darling, I thought to myself, I hate your agony, please don't be sad.

He started to sob uncontrollably and I put his head in my lap, twirling the pieces of gold around my fingers.

He choked out, in between sobs, "I'm so sorry baby, please, I didn't know their plan until it was too late. They will stop at nothing to look for us."

I barely understood the words he said, but felt lightheaded as he said of their plan.