Episode 9

There was a game today, so I didn't have to pick up Rafa, which in a way relieved me, I'm still not used to the idea of what I saw yesterday.

I got to school and was the first to arrive, as always, but after about 5 minutes the backrest also arrived, he also arrived very early like me. Soon everyone arrived and I set up a practice game while the coach wasn't there, it's okay if he's late, now if one of us is late he'll just kill us. Anyway, we went to play and I was a striker and Marcos was a defender on the other team, and when I went up to score a goal, he came up to try to take the ball from me, and in that we fell, and he fell on top of me, and looked at me with a face, wow, weird kid, I could swear he was looking at my mouth, wow, I must be going crazy, so he got up with the help of another player who picked me up too and we went back to the game, after a few minutes the coach arrived. And then we went to train for real.

The coach was pissed* that Marcos and I would be out for the first three games, since we were both the best on the team. So he had very little patience with me, I couldn't do anything remotely wrong or that he didn't like, because it was scream after scream.

After practice was over I was exhausted, he pushed me and Marcos really hard, who seemed to be as exhausted as I was. We all went to the locker room to shower, and then to class, I barely paid attention to class, I was really beat, and to my relief the class went by pretty quickly and soon it was break time, and to top it off, when I get out there they are making out in the corner of the courtyard, yes, Rafa and Marcos, karma, this kid seems to be everywhere I go.

I went back inside, bought a snack and went to eat in the classroom, quiet in my corner. After the bell rang, it still took a while for everyone to enter the classroom, but Marcos didn't show up, we had the last few classes and he was nowhere to be found. At the exit I waited for Rafa and where was the damsel? She simply disappeared, so I gave up waiting and went home.

Later I decided to message her to ask what happened and why she disappeared. And she told me, with the straightest of faces, that she jumped over the school wall with Marcos and they went to date off campus.

Is this really serious? This has to be a joke.

And after a while, she added that now they were dating, he had asked her out, and promised not to bully at school anymore and to be a better person.

I feel like throwing up listening to her audio telling me this, she sounded like she was 12 years old and the guy she had a crush on texted her. You know those love-struck girls who freaked out when they got a hello, well, that's what she sounded like.

But anyway, I want her to be happy, so I can't go against her dating just because I don't like her boyfriend, after all, he has to be good for her, not me. And she was beautiful too, it would be hard for boys not to look at her and want to date her, and she was never one to go out with just anyone, she was always more to herself and dated a few. Although she loved sex* the guys who hooked up with her said that she was hard to control in bed, because she was so good that the urge to cum* right away was great. So much so that she complained that some couldn't handle it at all, while others were doing well.

Yes, we talk about sex*, which for me sucks, because she almost draws every position she did, and I'm in a dry spell for centuries, it's even sad, and now knowing that she's going to be dating and will be telling me about sex* with that jerk, oh my god, it's not going to be easy.

I stayed in my room thinking for a while, and then had dinner with Paula and went to sleep, but when I was dozing off my father arrived and I heard him and Paula arguing. I ran to the living room and found my father drunk, saying that he loves her, that he regrets it, and a bunch of other nonsense.

Luan: You love her and you regret it, that's great for you, but try saying that sober, idiot*. Now get out of here. (I said already throwing him out).

Robert: Not an idiot*, respect me, I'm your father. (He said with his voice all slurred).

Luan: Looks like you really drank it all, huh? Now get out of here and go cure your hangover somewhere else.

Paula: Honey, I know he doesn't deserve it, but let's let him sleep in the other room. He's impossible, he's so drunk, if we leave him outside he might sleep on the street.

Luan: Okay, your heart is huge even though it's not (I said kissing her forehead)

Next I went to the drunk energumen, I picked him up and took him to the shower and gave him a bath, then I dressed him with Paula's help and he fell on the bed already passed out, I'm sure he won't wake up until tomorrow.

Luan: Just in case, lock your bedroom door, we don't want any surprises tonight. Unless you want to, of course, then it's up to you. You know I respect you a lot, but honestly, it's not worth it. Your heart is huge and he doesn't deserve to be in there, especially drunk like that.

Paula: Thank you honey, I will lock the door, I think I need to keep what little dignity I have left. Good night (she kissed my forehead and went to her room).

I went to the kitchen to drink a glass of yogurt, I ended up getting lost in my thoughts while drinking.

Am I being too hard on my father? I know you have to respect your father and all, but he was never respectful, always thinking he knows everything and can do anything, including breaking a good person's heart. Paula doesn't deserve that, really, she's a wonderful person, capable of helping even a stranger if he walks in front of her and she sees his need. She's a person who, if you let her, will bring a homeless person to dinner at the table with us, not that a homeless person doesn't deserve to have dinner at the table with us, but we have to be careful with the risks, we don't know what might happen, but she doesn't care, she just wants to help, so much so that she is part of some NGOs helping the homeless, helping animals and other volunteer work. However, she doesn't go every day because of her work, I see her going more on weekends.

I just don't think it's right for such a good person to be hurt by a being like my father, who has such an ego.

After much thought I went back to my room and went to sleep. Tomorrow was Saturday so there was no school, thank God, I wouldn't have to put up with Marcos' crap.

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