“Nicco Salvador, 3 points!” The announcer said.
We are here at the school court watching our school team competing to the other universities. I was here with my bestfriend, Khianne.
The name mentioned earlier was the school team, star player. Which is actually a ‘player’ (ya’ know what I mean). He dated so many fucking girls and leave them if he already get what he wants. Obviously ahm, you ‘know’.
“Men, this is so fucking boring! Let’s just go back to our room and sleep. That’s much better,” Khianne hissed. I look at him.
“We can’t. This is our project remember?? To cheer that motherfuvking team of ours??” I said in a convincing tone. The side of his lip rose and nodded like we have a choice.
I chuckled and turn back my attention to the game.
Nicco was aggressively playing. He’s doing his usual ‘dirty tactics’. He was pushing his opponent but the referees don’t call any foul! It was so unfair. But, I must admit that he is a very good player. Every time that he shoots, his fans are shouting and yelling to the point that the nerves in their throat are almost coming out.
And then suddenly, a girl caught my attention. She was wearing a cheerleading uniform and holding a banner. ‘GO NICCO SALVADOR!! I LOVE YOU!!’ That was so fucking lame.
So, he is in a serious relationship now. Or not.
I shrugged and tap the shoulder of my bestfriend.
“Tara na. Let’s fucking go back to our room just like what you have said,” I said.
“But I thought it was our project to cheer them?” He answered. I laugh sarcastically.
“They do have a lot of cheerers, Men. They don’t need us so, come on!” I almost shout just for him to let me.
I don’t know why my mood suddenly ruined.
He arched his brow. “Bruh. What’ve made you change your mind?” He asked again and now I’m pissed.
I pulled him, so he can stand up.
“Come on, fucker! Don’t piss me off.” I said with a little madness on my tone.
I drag him out of the benches but, something hit my face that made my head spin!
“Fuck!” I muttered a curse.
I held at the nearest railing for me to not lose my balance.
It hurts!
Khianne ran toward me so he could see my face clearly. People started surrounding us.
“Shit, Pierre! Your nose is bleeding!” He shouted like I was already dying.
I held my nose and there… I saw a lot of blood. It pissed me off!
I look at the group of people but the person who’s holding a ball pissed me more.
Fucking, Nicco Salvador.
I wipe the blood on my nose and walk towards Nicco Salvador. I held his collar and move his face near mine.
“What the heck is your problem?” I ask calmly.
“Oppss. I’m sorry!” He playfully said. I tightened the grip on his collar.
“I said, what the heck is your problem?” I ask again, getting mad now.
“I did not mean it,” he answered.
I pushed him. “Bullshit! Do you think, I would believe you?!”
I know you meant that.
“Men, calm down. Let it be, let’s go to the clinic.” Khianne whispered but I don’t pay attention to him and to what he said.
“Why did you push me ?! I said its unintentionally! ” He yelled.
People are just watching us, together with his team mates. It’s like that they don’t want to be part of our fight.
I was about to say something when someone talk behind Nicco.
“Babe? What’s happening here?”
Oh, the girlfriend.
“We’re having a fight, I guess?” I said sarcastically. She was so shocked when she saw me.
Probably, she noticed me.
“Why did you pushed me?!” He was about to punch me when Khianne and his girlfriend stopped him.
“Babe, you can fight all the students here, but not him.” His girlfriend said.
I grinned. Tsk, tsk.
Khianne didn’t say any word. He’s just standing there, waiting for what will happen next.
“Why?! Who’s that guy? And why should I not fight with him?!”
“That is the son of the Director of our school,” she whispered to him, but I heared it.
I smirk. Now, let’s see.
“So?!” Nicco shout, again.
I felt dizzines so I hold onto the railings again, but it’s too late. I already lost my balance.
“Shit. I said let’s go!”
Khianne helped me to stand up. My head was spinning when I look at Nicco that has no reaction on it’s face.
I pointed my finger at him. “We’re not yet done, Salvador.”
-xx-
“Here put this on your nose.” The nurse gave me a ice bag.
I’m now lying on the clinic bed. Khianne was beside me, busy playing with his phone.
“Thank you.”
I carefully put the ice bag on my nose. I’m feeling better now.
“Are you okay, men?”
“Yes. Thank you, by the way.”
“Shooo! A short-tempered guy like you-!”
“Oh, please. Not now, Khianne,” I cut him off.
I know he will scold me anytime so I immediately stop him.
“Okayyy. Anyway, I texted your dad earlier.”
“Really?”
“Uh-huh! You seem to go to his office later,” he answered.
My side of lip rose. “Let’s go.”
I get my bag and put it on my back. Khianne followed me as I started to walk.
We’re not yet done…
I continue walking even if I already passed my Dad’s office.
“Hey!” Khianne shouted when he realized where I am going. I ran so fast.
I just want to talk to him. I won’t start a fight.
“Damn! Pierre, stop it, will you?!”
When I already at the court, I immediately look for Nicco. There’s no any sign of him so I walk toward the bench where the whole team of Salvador was seated. They’re still watching the games.
“Excuse me, guys?”
“Oh!” They shouted in shock.
“Where is Salvador?” I asked them.
“He left with his girlfriend, eh.” Their coach answered.
Tss.
“By the way, are you feeling okay, Mr. Valderrama?”
“Yes, Coach.”
“You have to be patient with Nicco, ah. He’s kinda pissed earlier.”
I did not answer him because Khianne came. He’s panting.
“Are you out of mind?!” He shouted
“Uhm… we go first, Coach.”
“Ah, yes. Sorry again.”
I just smiled at him and then we go to my Dad’s office.
I caught him sitting on his swivel chair. He’s reading something.
“Uncle! Pierre made me tired!” Khianne complained to him. We sat on the sofa.
“Tsk. Don’t make your cousin tired, Pierre. You know he has a asthma.
Yes. Khianne is my bestfriend, and cousin at the same time. His father and my father are brothers.
I just rolled my eyes.
“How did the ball get to his face? Knocked out?” He playfully said. Well, that’s my Dad. He’s so cool!
“Hahahaha. Yes, Uncle! Hahahaha!”
“Dad, I was hitted! Aren’t you gonna ask, how am I?” I ask in irittation.
“Hahaha, just joking! I already know you're okay.”
“Can I go home now?” I ask.
I don’t feel any pain now. I’m not still in the mood, though.
“Huh? Why though, Pierre Nixxon?” He said.
“Daaaddd! I felt really bad.”
I lied.
“Fine! Tsk. You’re lucky because you were hitted by the ball…”
“Can I also go home now, Uncle?” Khianne groaned.
“Why did you get hit too?” Dad said, sarcastically. I laughed at him. Khianne pouted.
I fixed my stuffs before leaving my Dad’s office.
When I arrived at home, I saw my HALF brother looking for something.
He was conceived after my Mom and Dad seperated. After 5 years, my Mom come back to us, but she had already a child from unknown men. Fortunately, Daddy was kind, he took the child.
I was 5 year older than him. He’s in 3rd year in High School now.
“Nixx Lucas!” I ran to him. “What are you looking?”
“Brother!” He shouted and hugged me.
I playfully messed his hair. “What are you looking for?”
“Aww. I lost the last money our Mom gave me,” he answered while pouting.
Last money?
“Why last money?”
Is Mommy giving him a hard time again?!
“Nixx Lucas?” Speaking of.
“Oh, Pierre. Y-You go home early. Why is that?”
I hid Nixx in my back.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” I shouted angrily at her.
“Pierre?! What are you trying to say??”
I turned to Nixx. “Go to your room.”
When Nixx left, I confronted Mommy again.
“Beware of your actions, Pauline,” I called her by her name that made her eyes widened.
“How dare you, Pierre??” She an’t believe I called her by her name.I laughed at him.
“See you later, Mom.” I pretended to say goodbye to her before going upstairs.
I immediately changed my clothes because there was still blood on it and I did not want to see it.
Fucking, Salvador…
I already ate lunch at school so, I just ate merienda after I changed my cloths.
While lying on the bed, my phone rangs.
*Khianne is calling*
“Hello, Ianne?” I answered.
[Yow, Men! How are you, hahahaha?]
“I’m doing well.”
[Hoy! This is really very formal! Hey, I’m just your cousin. Stop it!!]
“You also don’t need to shout!” I berated.
[Hahahaha! You still pissed, dude?]
“Well, yes.”
[You want me to talk to him, dude?]
“Are you serious?!” I asked in shock.
[Of course… NO! HAHAHAHA!!]
“Damn you, Ian.”
[Hahaha! See you tomorrow, dude. I’ll still watch.Byeee!]
“Bye!”
After that call, I fell asleep and wake up exactly for dinner.
While I was on the stairs, I heard my Dad shouted.
“I told you, Pauline! Never limit your child! ”
There they are again.
Actually, it’s not new to me to hear them yelling, also to Nixx. But, everytime I heard them yelling at each other, I feel anger towards Mommy. Daddy and her wouldn’t be like that if she hadn’t gone crazy before.
I lost my appetite and just went back to my room and slept.
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To be continue…