My Bet Is You

by Manuela Ricci

  So, let me hit, do not even try to block his shots, I let you schiantino violently on me. I want to feel his pain on me which marks me to fire, because in her eyes I read the same disappointment that I saw earlier in those of Carrie.

  "Just Drew!" Brooke throws herself on him, but he shrugs it off, laughs bitterly, when he loses his balance, ending with the weight of the body on the lawn.

  "Have you done with me, you're just a whore!" The tip of a finger, and then turning to me, some girls exclusive elite Bettany help her to her feet.

  "I knew you asshole Johnson, but I thought that the rule not to get the girls teammates, also applied for you."

  Tilt your head to the side, I resume breathing, my body has seen worse in the field, but the bastard we can do,

  It is tall and lanky than me, but it beats strong.

  "You know, Logan, I will take it with you that there are no rules to follow," he says, challenging me and I know perfectly well that her little dig has turned to the only girl I really matters ... Carrie. Narrowed his eyes on him, frowning.

  "What the fuck are you talking about?" He shrugs indifferently, casting a look of understanding its companions.

  "I said so, say JJ," he hisses, pointing out well my nickname.

  "Well, big fool with butterfly net. You redeemed, now take off from the cock 'snarls Lex, approaching with long strides toward him.

  Gus takes interposing between the two. Lex is the hot-headed twins, is the only field that sometimes I can not handle, because if you have massacred our opponent does and that's it, I tip, runs towards him and knocks him down with his hundred pounds of weight, and its meter and a height of ninety-seven.

  "What did you call me?" Repeats Drew, puffing out his chest, but did not understand a shit, I cashed his fists because I myself knew I deserve it, but if it touches one of my guys, if it touches Lex, do not answer me. So staring, it's just my eyes angry to jump in my throat when it shoots jaw annoyed and takes off from the ball with his feet pulls.

  "So, butterfly net?" I ask Lex, patting him on the shoulder.

  "What do you think they use, brother?" He replies, opening

  his arms, as if it was more than obvious.

  "I'd say it's time to remove the tents," adds Gus.

  I nod, but before I left, I forgot to do something, his hand pressing on the side still aching, I do space between the boys. I take from life, making slamming his useless body against mine, I lean to his ear, his back stiffened to the point that you can feel the chills that run up her spine.

  "If I find out you're there, behind it all begins well to prepare Bet suitcases."

  The scocco a kiss on the forehead, and then abruptly scostarla and spit in front of his eyes.

  "I forgot what did suck your taste."

  Sketch a smug grin, his eyes are extinguished under the control of my words, we know each other too well, to know that I will go to the bottom of this story. Lex whistles he pleased, and bows theatrically toward Bettany, petrified under the gaze of all present.

  "It was not to his liking majesty?" Sneers swagger.

  "Stop jerk!" Gus drags him by the arm, and we approach to their R8.

  "I was not very nice before, but since when did the trick to ...» locks, opens the door and let the final I already know, is carried away by the breeze from the Pacific, it reminds me that there is a whole ocean the face, and I was about to drown in the early waves.

  "You can name it," I say, stopping a short walk from their cars.

  "I'm sorry that things with you is so complicated." I've never seen Lex talk like that to a girl, but I can not blame him, Carrie, with its simplicity, its audacity, manages to make you lose its head, is not hard to love her.

  "Who do you think returning" he asks Gus, but I do not have time to answer that Carter, stands by my side. "I carry it myself at home. We come back, "she makes me nod to follow him, and climb on his Mini Cooper.

  "Thank you for giving me warned," I say, as soon as I sit in the car, I do not understand how he can find it convenient, lay the seat all the way back to be able to enter.

  "It's not done any good though. Why did you hit? "

  Part, following the smoke created by burning tires R8 twins, hurtling fast along the residential street, to take the coastal. Carter is quite a loner, he's always on his own and, I guess I'm one of the few with whom merely to say something more.

  "It was pretty obvious? I made the Drew girl last party, before closing Lacrosse Championship. "

  He tossed a look, then return to point his green eyes on the road.

  "Who do you think gliel'abbia say?" Do not know why all of a sudden be interested in my personal life.

  "I do not know, but I'll find out." He nods and take the highway to Santa Monica.

  "You're a great quarterback, JJ, do not blow it to hell."

  It is more serious than usual, I see by the way his jaw tightens in a snap.

  "The league depends mostly on you. If you had to be fucked, we all are, the Draft are not far away, and we have only one chance to get us out. "

  I remain silent, absorbing his words, and I can not blame him, they count on me, I have to guide them, if I lose, I would bring them out of the way with me.

  "I do not want to do the jerk, but I want to play in the NFL, I can not let this opportunity slip away because we are going to fund your emotional mess. Do you remember what happened to Lopez? ".

  I bodyshell another look. Each university team, preparing for the day when there will be the Draft, the Scout of the biggest teams, they come to see who can live up to enter the prestigious golden circle of football.

  "Of course I remember, was about to sign, but then it turned around because he sent down the team to the playoffs."

  He nods, as if silence was telling me not to do the same shit.

  I reach my house and I get lost in the memory of the last week when I traveled for six hours to reach the city of Sacramento.

  "JJ, we are with you, but you do not lose you." Wave Carter once you reach the entrance gate of my house, and I am going to get out of his car.

  I reach the door when opening the door, known Tiana with Blaze in the living room. From the fact that you wear his shirt, I infer that among them things are going really well, he is not one to cuddle after sex healthy.

  "The party how that turned out?" Lex bursts into the room with a bottle of water in his hands.

  "What's that asshole Drew dropped a couple of punches at JJ" rattles off fast.

  Blaze snaps his head toward me, looks me up from head to toe.

  "I'm fine, and anyway, I have permission to hit me." I'll jump on the couch, I would like to sink in and disappear. "And Why the heck?"

  Bend sideways to meet the face that of my best friend.

  "Brooke." You just need that name in response. I turn my gaze to Tia.

  "You should call Carrie, they were told that you were not good, and ... and it's coming to look for you at the party." I still have his eye scratching me silently along the body, I have his words that have never slipped out of his mouth, that pulse in my head, because I had to read his eyes, to see reflected the disappointment.

  "Shit, but who the heck he called?" She says, standing up and then run up the stairs, I guess to take the phone.

  "You saw it?" Blaze clasps his hands together, with

  elbows pressing on the legs.

  "Yeah, is not it great? I who went out from one of the bedrooms with Brooke, after making her scream with pleasure. "

  I feel my blood boil in his veins, and if I could I would have to take punches.

  "You could not know she was coming, and then, you and her ..." Gus glared, sitting with her legs spread on the chair arm.

  "You and I what? We're not together? "Sketch a grin, his jaw automatically pops," you know, I had also noticed me, thanks, man. "I stand up, I just want to turn this event as soon as possible.

  "Wait, shit ..." tries to stop me Gus, but I do not want to slam once again face against the truth.<
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  Despite everything he has told me on the beach, despite what they saw his eyes, within me, nothing has changed.

  I would have liked, but it did not happen, she's still here, inside my head, chained to a heart that loses a beat at every step I take, my mind just grind the best moments that I spent, and fuck, they're pathetic but are just those moments with her.

  But other than that, I made a big mess, and someone like her is not able to go back, she does not look at the back, she lets you back to see her go. That's what happened tonight.

  "You sure you're okay? I now do I still accompanied by Blaze. "

  I stop in front of that door, the feet do not move, they wait, and when Tia finally leaves the room, the words exploding out of the sun on the mouth: "How is he?"

  She looks at me with disdain, but not only, also see in her the desire to kick me in the ass. "She's fine, do not worry Logan."

  It passes, breathe out all the air in my body, and I press my palm against the wall beside me. "I've been sleeping with Brooke." I do not know why they're saying right at her, but I need to know, to tell him to Carrie.

  "Do not change anything, you were still with her." Face looked over his shoulder.

  "What have they done?" Almost spit, reeling in the words, because every time I try to close my eyes, his, in sorrow into something from which I can not save her, are the last thing that I see.

  I feel that pain that tries to drown to me, I feel it sliding on the skin, and relive in part, my, that lack that I can not fill.

  Tia winces, his eyes become dull, dull, and gets lost along the floor and shakes his head.

  "I can not tell Logan. And I'm sincere when I say I only know what she was willing to tell me. I just saw my best friend sink amid the wickedness of the people around her, and I could not save her from everything, until it was she to escape. "

  I narrowed his eyes and try to imagine what she's running away, and why other people should be angry with her so much.

  "I can not understand ..." I mutter to myself.

  "Stanley is not Los Angeles, is a small town, one of those very Catholic, are not granted errors, because they remain on everyone's lips. You can not learn certain realities Jhonson. "

  He shrugs and without another descends the stairs to the lower floor. Perhaps you're right, I do not know anything about her, as in life he did or the country in which she lived, and it is for this reason that our worlds, so different, so far unable to fit together, but they continue to struggle, to collide with each other, leaving only a trail of unanswered questions.

  I'm sitting on the bed in my room, when Blaze enters, after accompanying Tia.

  "Do you need anything?" I would tell him that the only thing I need is just too far away to be able to touch. Pinned my eye on him, leaning against the door frame.

  "No, I'm fine." He knows me inside out, which I do not wonder the forced smile that shows me.

  "You still have not said how was the trip to Sacramento?"

  I shrug, thinking of my aunt, the sister of my mother, who hosted me in that week.

  For the little that lasted, in her I saw my mother, maybe that's why when I lose the compass I find myself at her door.

  "It's gone," I can only say, getting out of bed to direct me on the balcony overlooking the garden.

  Blaze follows me and together we protrude over the railing to look at the ocean, is the only one able to snatch away the thoughts, leaving them dissipate within his breezes, even if short-lived, for a moment, I can feel the lightest head .

  "Were you able to see Sam?" I cling to the iron with both hands. "Yes, he's fine." His hand pressed on my shoulder.

  "Just leave them space, do not force the hand when the ball is too far away to be taken. Now you could never get there. "

  It's right, but I can out of my head, I feel bound to her, without any thin thread sew our souls, that's it. Her eyes, the way you smile, those dimples that flow spontaneously on his face, they're so ... so familiar.

  Carrie

  I'm with his head stuck in the book of human sciences, when Tia enters our room. "I am a bad friend."

  I look sideways, and I pretend to pay attention to what I have before me. Although it is difficult, since all I do is revisit Logan leaves the room with Brooke, God, I feel like something is torn from the breast, for the second time.

  "Did you hear what I said?" I turn to look at her, with his arms crossed at his chest.

  "Loud and clear," I reply. I think we have never had a fight, but here everything is different, different from what I had imagined.

  "I'm sorry, Carrie, I'm so sorry." I know it's sincere, it does not say it just to apologize, but we were wrong both. The more I close out of my pain, I do it all because they do not want anyone to hear it.

  "How was your night?" I try to change the subject, to be talking about who was wrong and why we do not take you anywhere. He sits at the foot of my bed and stared at me with that look that tries to figure out how I feel myself. "I would love to know who's calling you."

  I shrug, even though I know the answer, Logan was right, I did not know against who I putting yourself. "Does not matter, and then nothing happened 'I minimize, lying to myself, the thing that I find

  better to do, when everything becomes complicated when I feel that my surroundings are going to crash on me.

  "So you tell me that did not bother you to see Logan with that? Why is it so hard to admit that you like, that you have feelings for him? "

  I bite my lower lip, because it is not difficult to admit it, but try it, be aware that something you can not avoid is pulsating through your veins, flowing powerfully in your body.

  "What would change if I did?" I almost laughed, "you believe that someone like him would understand?" I add. Tia does not know every detail of what happened to me, I did not have the courage to tell her for fear of being judged even by her.

  "You have to live your life no matter what." He took her hands in his, pointing a look that tries to wrap me with his words.

  "I can not, I'm still trapped, and ... and when I think about it, when I sit with my mind that day, I can not forgive myself, it's all my fault." His grip tightens in mine, drawing me to her.

  "It was not your fault and you will one day be able to move forward." Poggio her head on his shoulder, with the hope that his words can become true, like a dream come true.

  The morning comes quickly, with a couple of hours of sleep and I Tia we salute in front of the campus for the many

  departments, I look around like trying something, and in fact I'm looking for him, without finding it. Along the corridor, I am drawn to certain items that tell the party the other night.

  "Drew gave him the ass," he exclaims, with some emphasis a boy.

  "Actually, Jhonson was left to beat." I stop in my tracks. The images of Logan getting shot are projected in the mind, like the flash that almost blind me, accompanied by a vice in her stomach that increases his grip making me a prisoner.

  "Let them go." Lex takes me by the elbow and dragged me away.

  "What happened to Logan?" We stop as soon as we turn the corner, looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

  "She's fine, if that's what you want to know. But I want to give you some advice, I know it's not my place to say, and believe me, I'm not the type who likes to do these talks. But if you really want to know the true Logan, left behind all the crap you hear about him. "

  I'm about to say, I threw open his mouth, but I pointed the finger at Lex.

  "For once do not be a bitch Carrie, not with him. I've never seen apart for no, and when I say no, I mean no girl who was with him. I know you might not know will please you, but believe me, if I tell you that many, too many. So, it's up to you to decide what to do. "

  He goes, leaving me with his words that threw me

  on. I can not pretend nothing happened, not for today, my usual mask has melted on my face, instead of going to class, I go to hide in the library. I sit at the bottom of the whole hall at t
he end of the huge shelves that stand at the center.

  I decide to take it anyway with the study, extension of the bag my notes, and I go looking for a textbook to help me to learn much information as possible, but I'm not the only one who decided to hide today. Pull the book off the shelf and within my eyes straight into those of Logan, on the opposite side.

  We look without a word, I do not know what they're saying my eyes at this time, but her beg me an apology that I never wanted to receive.

  "Hello," she says, her voice is a whisper that burns hot, making me shake his shoulders.

  "Hello, you have also decided to skip the lesson?" I ask, his guilty look slips elsewhere.

  "Yeah, I think I've given enough show last night." I'm surprised at how easily I admit, and with the same, I'll sit in my place.

  "Wait!" I look up that runs through his body. I washed the jeans wrap around the muscular thighs, massive as tree trunks, the team jersey, adheres to his chest, so as not to leave anything to the imagination.

  I can see the design that create his pecs, before descending to the abdomen, arms, dart when puts his hands in his pockets.

  "May I sit down?" With a nod of his chin, indicating the chair in front of me, I make him a nod, and sits down, although in reality it seems to sink on it.

  "I heard about your fight with Drew." I swallow, my mouth is parched, my head full of questions about why they got the hands, as that was with her. The breath gets stuck in my chest, I would not imagine it with Brooke, but it is inevitable.

  His voice imbued by a pleasure that I do not know, it explodes in mind investing me with the truth that they are damn jealous of the guy who is sitting in front of my eyes.

  Of his gaze that touches my body as if I knew by heart, lips that have touched mine, giving me an electric shock that reminded me to be there too in this world.