Forbidden Love

Ch. 18

Matthew

Rebecca hasn't talked to me all week. It's Friday, game day, and she being stuck up! Like dang she act like she the only one dealing with this. It kills me that I haven't told my parents. Me and my family have a great relationship and we share everything with each other. Football has been a pain cause I feel like nobody's blocking me and shit I been gettin hit harder too. I can't fuckin deal and she ignoring me.

I groaned in frustration and laid my head back on the lockers.

"Hey man, you alright?" Dylan asked.

We were skipping 4th block and chillin in the locker room so it was just me, him, and a few other players in there.

"Yea man." I sat up and rested on my knees. "What's up with you? You suppose to be my brother and you ain't fucked with me since the homecoming game. I didn't even see you at the dance."

"What's up with me?! What's up with you! When was you gonna tell me about your porch monkey of a girlfriend!"

I grabbed him by his jersey and slung him up against the lockers. A few of the players that were in there rushed over to see what was going on.

"Don't you ever, disrespect her like that!"I said through gritted teeth.

"You need to remember where you came from." He spat back.

I let him go. We stared at each other before I snatched up my things and stormed out the locker room. I snatched my phone out my pocket and sent a quick txt.

Meet me at your car. NOW!

Rebecca

I read Matthew's txt and bit my lip nervously. I sighed and raised my hand.

"Yes Ms. Leaks?"

"I need to go to the bathroom."

"Grab the pass."

I scooted out my seat and quickly exited the classroom. I rushed down the hallway, making sure not to look too suspicious and keep out of the eye sight of teachers and administrators. I made it outside safely and got into the parking lot without being seen. I saw Matthew in his under armor shirt and pants and pads on with his cleats. Bae was in deed lookin fine. His muscles bulging out and veins showing in his skin. I was lost for words as the sun glistened off his body. A smile crept on my face. But the closer I got, my smile started to fade from seeing the mug on his face.

"Matthew, what's wrong?"

"This. Us. I can't do this Rebecca. Your ass avoiding me and shit. We haven't talked all fuckin week."

The bass in his voice made me jump. "Matthew I'm sorry, you know this is ha-"

"I don't wanna hear that shit come out yo mouth. You don't think it's hard for me too?! You're making this hard. I almost fought my best friend!"

"And my best friend doesn't even fuck with me no more!"

"We're supposed to be in this together Rebecca and all you're doing is bull shitting me!"

"Matthew I told you-"

"I don't wanna hear nothing else you have to say. I'm done Rebecca."

"What?"

Matthew threw his bag back over his shoulder. "I said I'm done."

"So you're breaking up with me?"

"...I guess so."

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