All out of love

Chapter Four

Coach Patrick and I sat down on an empty bench in the gym studio, his gaze was focused on two teenage girls that sported Liberty High t shirts; guess they were both members of one of the sports teams at the school. Coach Patrick licked his lips suggestively and kept his eyes on both of their rears before turning towards me on the bench

'What did you want to talk to me about Mr Patrick?' I asked

'Call me coach' he assured in a smooth voice

'I rather wouldn't outside of school hours' I proclaimed. 'What's so important that you wanted to disturb me during my work out?'

'I couldn't help but notice you on the bag Mason' Mr Patrick began, an infectious smile appearing on his face. 'You've got some real talent kid'

'Thanks I guess'

'What I am trying to say is Mason...under the right coaching and training you could be the next biggest thing in American boxing'

'I don't know about that Mr Patrick' I protested

'You could be one of the greats like Muhammad Ali, Floyd Mayweather or even the great Joe Lewis'

'This all sounds promising but what's in it for you Mr Patrick if you don't mind me asking'

'Nothing' he replied. 'I just see potential in students that don't see it in themselves but all I ask for is one thing in return'

'What's that' I enquired, raising a brow

'Loyalty'

'To you?'

'If I'm putting in a lot of time and effort to advance a student of mine career then I want to know I can count on them one day for a favour if I need one to help me out of a situation' Mr Patrick eluded. 'Can I count on you Mason?'

I was a bit skeptical about his proposal at first but who wouldn't give anything at a shot of frame, maybe I need to ask Clay or Jessica what they know about Coach Patrick and his little recruitment service before I show true loyalty to him and follow him down any path he may lead me on. I nodded my head slightly as Mr Patrick patted my thigh supportively at the decision I had just made.

'I knew you would see it that way Mason' he exclaimed happily. 'If you need a little help with your workouts let me know'

'What kind of help Mr Patrick?'

'You know, if you need a boost to get a certain result' he winked unsubtly

'Oh' I exclaimed

'Come by my office at Liberty if you need a fix of something'

The dawn of realisation hit me hard in the face about what I was getting myself into with Coach Patrick, I won't be ever visiting that office anytime soon for a fix because I plan to only fight clean, cheating in any aspect of life is totally what I'm not about at all if I want to be where I see my future self being.

Mr Patrick got up from the bench and eye balled the two young girls again and adjusted his tracksuit pants to hide his growing erection, I got bad vibes from just being around him and that only proved to myself he wasn't as clean as he might make out to be to the education board, I needed to keep an eye on him just in case I needed to take him down one day.

As soon as the school coach left the gym and headed god knows where I finally got up from the bench and resumed back to my bag, checking my stance and raising my fist towards the bag to strike Caleb left from behind the desk and came up to the side of me as I continued striking the bag furiously

'Can I have word with you please?' Caleb asked kindly

'Make it quick I'm busy' I breathed in short sharp breathes, striking the bag harder