Chapter One

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Saturday, September 25th 2005
"LINGARD!! QUIT DREAMING AND FOCUS ON THE BALL!" Coach Grant yelled at me because I was mentally somewhere else. I've never really been those type of boys who do outdoors activity much but here I am feet apart and both hands raised above my shoulder in the middle of the goal just waiting any moment now for the ball to be kicked in my direction, the goal. Yes, I'm the infamous Freud elementary school goalkeeper. For the sake of my dad. He has always loved soccer. But he's never been able to, to do what he love. He's paralyzed ever since that accident he got in. It was 2 years ago now since it happened, mom has been through a lot that year as well, loosing her sister and she had a miscarriage. The baby was supposed to be my brother, difference of ten long years. I was ten back then. God decided against it. Maybe they weren't ready for a second baby in their life. Dad received a phone call from the hospital about mom, and I was told by my grandmother that the phone call changed his life forever and has led him to be in the condition he is now.
I heard a swift kick sound being made. A swoosh sound proving the ball traveling through the wind. It was exactly moving towards me. I curved my hand trying to catch it. But it was too late when I felt an unbearable pain in my crotch. The ball had hit me in the groin. I remember, my body fell and hit the dirty ground. My hands immediately moved to my crotch. Tears sprung at my eyes, threatening to fall down. I let it go, it fell to my yellow jersey. It's now covered with my tears stains. A whistle sound was made by the referee and the coach, referee, George and mom rushed to my side. My mom and George, my best friend, was being there to comfort me. Coach was probably there to act like he cared, the referee immediately make way for the medics to me. Everyone backed away and give the medics crew space for them to unfold the blue colored stretcher. They carried me to the nurse room and give me some pain killer in a solution form. They sprayed the numbing spray. And everything went black.

My eyes slowly opened, my head was resting on the window of the car. I glanced to my left. I saw mom, she's sobbing. The car is now moving beyond it's speeding limit.

"Mom?"

She didn't answer me. She just looked at me for a while and tear of her gaze and resume to look at the road ahead. I caught her eyes was puffy, her nose, her cheeks, was red. I leaned back in my seat and looked outside. I wondered, 'why would mom cry for me?'. It's just a small matter...I guess. The only time I saw her cry was when she find out about her miscarriage and the death of aunt Joan. I saw a shinning glints from the rear window. I looked down, a gold medal was place around my neck. I won the game. My team won! I shrieked in joy. Can't wait to show dad. He's gonna be so proud....

And I never thought....

It was the last.

Mom parked the car in the driveway and shut the car door hard almost immediately. I slowly shut the car door and followed her inside. I remembered everybody being there. Eyes filled with tears. I had a hold of my medal hard. Something bad must've happened. Grandma grabbed me by the arm and whispered in my ear that everything's going to be okay. That's when I realized I was standing in the middle of the living room filled with people grieving and crying. I shrugged her grip she had on me and ran upstairs when I noticed mom was nowhere to be found. I rushed upstairs and almost trip on my own shoelace. I had no time to stop, bow down tie it. So I proceeded my steps. I heard a faint crying sound coming from my parents room. The white door cracked a bit, I saw mom kneeling down on her knees holding dad's hand. He was lying down in bed. Coughing nonstop.
I pushed the door wide open."Dad!" I screamed. Mom gasped and held her arm out to hug me. I ran to her warmth. I sat down on the edge of the bed and hold his cold hand. His eyes were half opened. He manage to crack a smile. A tear fell down from his right eye. He patted my head and caress my cheek. His hands stopped at my face. It was as if it's the last time, it was as if he's trying to memorize my face. His cold hand that moved to the medal that's around my neck. His smiled grew wider. The smile was trying to tell me that everything will be fine. I remembered that smile.

"I'm so p-proud of you, son" he manage to say it.
"I know you did this for me, thank you" he holds my hand tight.
"I'll always believe in you, I know you can do it. You can be anything you want. Chase your dreams" he said and coughed.
"Willy, promise me something" I smiled at the mention of the nickname.
"S-sure" I stuttered.
"Promise that you will look after your mother for me" he stopped and hold mom's hand.
I nodded.
"And..."
"When you dream, let your dream reach the stars. I love you Willy"

He ended it.

He closed his eyes and his breathing stopped. Daddy's among the angels now. I hugged mom who was now crying hard. Her hands ran through my hair. It's now raining outside. The weather reflects how I felt in this moment. Dark, cold and alone.
"When you dream, let your dream reach for the stars. I love you Willy"
That was the last thing he said to me.
I love you too, dad. I promise that I will look after mother.
And I promise that I will let my dreams reach the stars.....
A/N
Hi. So this is the first chapter. Sorry it's kind of short because it's meant to be Will's flashback. Be patient, Luke will come around soon....hahah. But for now, this chapter was written as if the P.O.V of Will when he's twelve. Anyways I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Don't forget to comment, vote and share !
-Nadiah

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