The Last Nine Yards
My breath hitches and my blood runs cold.
"Do you really think this is what Sebastian would want?"
You know that moment when you become so fed up with life that you just think, 'fuck this shit', and do something you completely regret later on? If so, please tell me how it feels, because I regret nothing.
I spin on my heel and walk -as calmly as I possibly can- towards him. His dark green eyes piercing my cold, blue ones. I clench and unclench my fists repeatedly, the pit of my stomach cold and full, as if the hatred was growing from inside, and fueling my actions.
I'd had enough of his bull. Talk about me, make fun of football, Hell, you can try to make fun of my friends.
But shit will go down if you talk about my family.
With that in mind
And let me tell you,
Alex lived a normal life, she was the youngest in the family, she was popular, she had a boyfriend, she had it all. However, her life turned upside down when her mother passed away from a collision with a drunk high schooler at 1:36 am.
That was the beginning of her fucked up life.
The next day, her boyfriend of two years, dumped her.
She became an outcast at school, and the halls became a war zone.
Her father rarely left his office.
Her only support was her brother.
Sure she'd liked football before everything changed, but now... it was her only escape.
An escape back to when things were normal.
Sebastian taught her everything he knew. From tackling guys bigger than her, to all of the plays in the schools playbook, and more.
However, just when she thought life was giving her a break, the last bit of joy in her life gets destroyed.
She was done.
She was giving up.
Or so she thought.
Life isn't going to give up on her completely, it still has lessons to teach and wounds to heal.
One Hail Mary.
She's switching to the rivals school.
She just has to make it to the last nine yards.