Page 43 of Breaking Free
I ranmy ass off in the game, rushing for one-hundred and fifteen yards, and scoring one touchdown. Deshawn had another TD, and Jayden caught a beautiful pass from Dex in the endzone for the game winner.
The locker room is loud with excited football players, planning on where we’re gonna celebrate tonight.
There’s two separate sets of plans, some guys choosing to go to a club, while the others are going to Jay’s frat house for a party.
Once showered and dressed, I make my way outside and find Matthew standing with a couple other people. He smiles when he sees me, and I return it.
“Congratulations,” he says with a bashful smile.
“Thanks. Did you enjoy the game?”
“It wasn’t too bad. I had to ask a lot of questions, but I know you won and that you scored a touchdown.”
I smile. “Well, good job.”
“We’re gonna go,” one of his friends says with a grin.
I smile at them while Matthew says goodbye. “So, what do you wanna do?” he asks shyly.
“Well, half the team is celebrating at a frat house, and the other half at a club. I figure I should stop by at least one of them, and then we can run off and do...whatever we want.”
“Well, I guess you should know I’m only twenty.”
“So, frat house it is,” I say, draping my arm over his shoulder and walking to my car.
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Matthewand I actually stopped for some food before heading to the frat house, so once we arrive, the party is in full effect. We start in the kitchen, taking a shot, and then filling our cups with beer before we go and find Jay and Deshawn playing beer pong against Shea and some girl.
After a couple drinks and a game of beer pong, where me and Matthew lose terribly to Dex and Tim, we move over to a pool table where I find Dex’s girlfriend, Violet, playing a game against some guy I don’t know.
Matthew has his arm around my waist and his head on my shoulder when I recognize Trevor’s friend from the burger place walk up. I think his name’s Renzo.
“If you’re thinking about playing winner, it’s gonna be my sister, and she’s gonna take all your money.”
I laugh. “I’m good, man. This isn’t my kind of game.”
“Need the balls to be bigger?” he asks with a chuckle.
“Definitely.”
“I’m gonna use the bathroom,” Matthew whispers into my ear.
“Okay. We can leave soon, if you want.”
He bites his lip and nods, a grin growing.
I turn back and watch Violet sink the eight ball before taking a bow.
“Told you,” he says.
Violet smacks him in the arm before collecting money from the guy she just beat.
“So, Trevor’s been over there in the corner, sending daggers your way.”
I turn around and catch him looking at me from about twenty feet away. He attempts to shift his focus somewhere else, but it was too late.
“Your friend is very confused,” I tell him.