CHPATER 33
LUKE
“What the fuck did you just say!?” I was seething. The only color filling my vision is red. I moved without thinking/ My body responded on a primal level, one where it was pure instinct.
I watched the idiot’s face pale as clutched his shirt and pulled him up by his collar. “Her name never leaves your mouth again. Otherwise, I’ll make sure it’s the last thing you say. Got it?” I said calmly, making sure he understood the meaning behind my threat. I knew he did.
I let him go, and he straightened his shirt. “Sorry, man. It was just what I heard. I didn’t mean anything by it. We know your would never…” I cut my eyes to him before he could continue his sentence. He swallowed hard and shut his mouth.
Suddenly, someone was crashing into the lockers. When I looked around the row I just had Matthew pinned against, I saw another senior player on the floor and Josh standing on the other side of the bench. His fists balled next to his sides, and I knew what he was feeling. Only, I seemed to have more control than he did right now. Behind Josh, Tom was also having words with one of our defenders.
I looked over at Matthew before stalking towards Josh to calm him down. “It’s not worth it, bro,” I said, putting a hand on his chest. He didn’t even notice me. “My sister’s name stays out of your mouth. You got that! It stays out of all your fucking
mouths!” Josh yelled, and I turned to see all the players look at
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the floor.
In junior year, we had the same type of discussion in this locker room, only it was more of a warning: to never even think about dating his sister, and if they saw anyone so much as look at her, make it very clear nobody is dating her… ever.
I watched Tom let go of the guy he had pinned against the wall. I’ve never seen that side of Tom. He was a genuine nice guy. Too nice if you ask me, but it was good to know he had that streak in him. It might be useful on the field this weekend.
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