Marcus

I nodded my head to the coach and began my laps. Guilt began to flood my insides the farther I ran. I shouldn't have punched him, this is only going to lead to more problems for me. The way he was talking about Saya just made me so angry, my fist started to ball up as I ran.

You know what, he deserved what he got, you can't just sit around and disrespect people and not expect consequences. I heard yelling coming from the other side of the field and looked over, Brett and about four other guys on the team were making their onto the field. I continue to jog, I don't want anything else to go down.

"Hey, Marcus!"  A voice yelled. I stopped dead in my tracks, looking over in the direction of the voice I see five guys full-on sprinting in my direction. Kaleb stood apart of the group of boys coming in my direction.

There was nowhere for me to go even if I wanted to, plus there was too many of them. I'm not making it out of this untouched.

Brett was the first to get to me, he started swinging wildly as I blocked most of the hits, some seeped through catching me off guard.

The rest of the guys got to where we were and joined in, it was now one against five. People who can't fight were always jumping people. Pathetic. "I don't see Saya coming to save you now, that hot piece of ass needs a guy who can give her something rough and hard, not a nerd like you." Brett chuckled as he punched my gut.

"You know what white boy, you can have her after we all run through her. How about-", I didn't let him finish his sentence. All I see is red.

I grabbed Brett by his collar and pulled him to the ground, I started raining in punches at his face. I didn't feel anything but anger. I was angry at him for jumping me, I'm mad that he was saying all of those things about Saya, I'm mad that people treat me this way all the time.

I'm just so angry at everything.

Someone grabbed me and pushed me away, but I wasn't done. I immediately began running back over to where he was on the ground.

"Marcus! You're done, get inside the building now!" I looked up and saw coach was the one that was holding me back.

I was so deep in the moment that I didn't notice the crowd of people around us. I guess, people had started arriving at school and had heard the commotion and came over.

It seemed like the entire school was out here in the field. I looked back down to Brett and realized his face was covered in blood. I brought my eyes down to my hand and saw that it was also covered in blood.

Coach kept on talking, but I couldn't hear anything he was saying, I just stood there frozen in place. I couldn't move, I've never felt this way before. It felt hella good. I was pulled out of my daze when I noticed that I was being dragged away from the field and towards the parking lot.

It didn't register in my mind what was going on until I was seated in a car and driving away from the school. I moved my head to see the driver,  Saya was speeding down the road barely even sparing me a glance.

I didn't have the energy to speak, so I just let her drive. We soon enough pulled up to a house I assumed was hers. She got out a signaled for me to get out as well. I just followed her inside, she practically dragged me up to her room and then to her connecting bathroom.

"Sit", she said sharply gesturing to the sink. she reached into the towel closet and pulled out a first aid kit. She began to clean up the cuts on my face then my hand keeping the same unreadable expression on her face.

"I want you to tell me what happened from start to finish," she finally spoke looking into my eyes.

I took a deep breath before explaining, she listened intently as I relayed the events. I kept my head down, watching as she wrapped my hand as the story finished. She didn't say anything as she wrapped my wounds. 

"So basically, what you're trying to tell me is you punched a guy cause he was talking about me then he and other guys jumped you?" she responded meeting my gaze.

I nodded my head and I knew she was angry.

"How do you want me to react to this?" She asked staring me down.

"I don't want you to do anything, I shouldn't have let this happen in the first place." I answered trying to defuse the situation.

She nodded her head and stood up.

I took this time to admire her, the way her curves hugged her pants did a lil something to me.

I felt my cheeks heat up as I stared at her curves as she put the first aid kit back. She turned back around and gave me a confused grin before stepping back in front of me.

"Why are you blushing?",  she asked putting her hand on my arm. "I didn't even do anything this time," I felt my pants stiffen and quickly stood up, blushing even harder, I bet I looked like a tomato.

I still had on the bottom of my uniform which consisted of tights so it was noticeable. Nonetheless, I still tried to cover it and move out of her eyesight, of all times this could happen it had to be now.

Fuck my life.

"Stop, you're acting weirder than you usually do, what's up with you?" she asked turning my body to face her.

I have no escape, I'm going to end it. Today is the day I end my life.

"I'm fine," my voice came out raspy due to our closeness and that fact that had a fucking boner.

"You sure, because-", she looked down and my heart dropped, "oh," she whispered, I almost passed out, my face was red in embarrassment.

"Damn Marcus, your shit is hella long," she exclaimed as she bit her lip. That only made it worse for me and I knew she knew it too.

I didn't wait for her to say anything else, I just ran out of her house and straight to mine. This is a whole new level of embarrassment for me.