Ashton's POV
"Ashton, what is wrong with you today? You were late this morning, and now you are late again. I am sorry, buddy, you should set a good example to your teammates since you are their quarterback, and I don't have a choice but make you run for at least five laps." Coach Davis said, and he didn't give me time to react, and I go to the field immediately and run my heart out. After my punishment, I join my teammates, and I know this is the first time I experienced a punishment because I have never been late for practice before.
"Hello, mom!" I answered my phone the moment it rings after my football practice.
"Ashton, you need to come home right now, after your practice. We are having dinner with your dad. You know he is always busy with his work, and this is only the time he asked you personally to join us. You have been avoiding your father for how many days now, son. He is your father, for heaven's sake." My mom said on the other line.
