Marcos
My dad made it clear that I wasn't going on this trip and that it was a complete waste of time for me to play soccer. After the ugly fight we had yesterday, he got drunk and came into my room to hit me. As always, I only defended myself. I can never hit him back, only defend myself, after all, he is my father. In the end, I always get it even worse. My brother just came in and watched him hit me, and sometimes he even yelled that if I hit Dad, he would break me.
Today, I left very early, hiding. Luckily, he was so drunk that he didn't even bother to hide the house key, so I managed to get out. I'm fine, just with bruised and sore ribs and back, but since we're not going to play, I won't have any problems being in pain. You know, sometimes all I wanted was to disappear from that house, but where would I go? My mother disappeared, made it clear that she doesn't want me living with her, and my brother is as much of a bastard as my father. And me, like the idiot I am, I don't have the courage to report him. He is my father. I know I'm a fool for not going to the police and reporting it, but if I do, I'll have to face my brother, and then things will get worse because in the end, I'll end up with nowhere to live anyway.
Imagine if one day my father finds out that I kissed a boy. (I thought when I saw Luan outside the bus) He would kill me.
Ugh, I don't want to and I can't, but this boy messes with me in a way that no one has ever messed with me, neither man nor woman. It's true that I always found it strange that I didn't feel any attraction or desire for girls, despite dating a few, but it was something physical, or not even that I would say. But I've also never felt any strong attraction to boys, just something superficial, maybe stronger than for girls, I don't know how to say for sure, but in the end, I just accepted it. But with him, I don't know, from the first time I saw him something changed inside of me. But I can't, I can't by any means. That day at the party, I got carried away because I was drinking, but it won't happen again. This is idiotic, wherever it is seen man with man, this is an abomination.
I don't know what to think, as much as I hate all this, I want more, even hating myself even more for it.
Luan
I could swear Marcos was looking at me through the bus window. Good thing the other players started arriving soon and I got distracted from those thoughts. At 9:05 we were all on the bus, including the coach who came back from inside the school with a few things.
He would be the driver, so I was the one who had to control all the players while we were going. The trip wasn't very long, it took us an hour and a half to reach our destination.
Arriving at the hotel, the coach led us inside and went to the reception. Soon he returned with a basket full of keys and began handing a key to every 2 players, we were 17 on the team, with the reserves and only 1 did not go on the trip, so it would be exactly 1 room for every 2. Good thing, otherwise, someone would have to sleep with the coach, and with the bad luck I'm having lately, I wouldn't doubt it would be me.
Coach: I want to make it clear that you can't switch roommates, the rooms have already been separated correctly, and parties in the rooms or even in each other's rooms are not allowed either. The hotel has rules, and I hope you don't do anything stupid... Lucas and Natan, room 36, Pedro and Hiago room 37, Miguel and Joao room 38, Marcos and Luan room 39...
WHAT?
No, no, no, and no, I'm going to stay in this jerk's room? This can only be a joke. I'd rather have the coach's room than be in the same room with him, ugh. The worst part is that the coach has made it clear that there will be no room changes. It can only be a joke.
Coach: Get settled in your rooms. At 5 pm we have to go to the opening of the championship, until then you can enjoy the hotel, just don't let me hear about alcoholic beverages, do you understand? Shame on you if I find out that one of you is drinking. I'm going to be away participating in some competition preparations, but don't think I don't have people here keeping an eye on you.
Luan: Coach. (I spoke while most of the players were already going to their rooms).
Coach: If it's about the room, don't even start Luan, you and Marcos will stay in the same room at the principal's request, he wants to make sure you guys get along and insisted that you spend more time together, that was one of the conditions for you to be able to play the first games, so it's no use.
I didn't say anything else, I took the room key and went to the elevator, the idiot came right after me, while the elevator went up, I thought, "one of the conditions," damn, what else was to come.
Marcos also seemed enraged that we were in the same room, but he heard my conversation with the coach, so he didn't say anything.
Arriving upstairs, I opened the bedroom door and we both entered.
It was a simple room, with two single beds, and a wardrobe, it also had a balcony with a nice view.
I left my things on the bed and went straight to the balcony, I needed to get some air and think a little. Things are increasingly getting out of my control, the more I try to avoid him the more stuck with him I am forced to be.
***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***
Updated 46 Episodes
Download
Like this story? Download the app to keep your reading history.
Comments