There is a lot of approval in my bringing him back and keeping things positive but as good as things were feeling everyone goes quiet and I see my biggest problem come walking right into the middle of my business.
"What did you do," Marta demands storming into my crew, the same crew that parts for her like she's Moses.
"We've been out bringing Hector back into the team and reestablishing our borders," I tell her and it's kind of true," What the hell are you doing here?"
"Looking for my piece of shit brother and his thugs… Oh look I found them," Marta is pissed off at me and I have no clue what I or we did now.
"Sis what is going on," I ask and she turns on me.
"Don't call me that, you're sick. I tried to believe there was something decent about you and your gang but I guess that was just me being blinded because we were family," Marta says the words and I can't even form a thought on what happened now.
"Marta we were out handling some little business," Hector tries to step in and if I thought I was on a shit list I just met someone higher on it than me.
"Don't fucking speak to me, the best part of you should have been swallowed," Marta says it and nobody laughs but Hector wants to slap her," I fucking dare you to do something you coward. Prove you're just as big a piece of shit as everyone knows you are."
"Marta we don't know what is going on, babe stop for a minute and just tell us what happened," Romeo is trying to take over and Marta almost kills him with a look.
"Guy didn't show for the hearing today. When they called him for his statement he wasn't there and his friend Sydney said he told her to go ahead without her. Two hours later after they reinstated Copeland and Hayes the police told Mrs. Delauter that they found Guy's car and that they were investigating but had nothing pointing to where Guy is. He's still missing now," Marta explains and I stand up.
"Mount up; check every abandoned building, dive, holding spot and drug house. You hit every single one and if you find Guy you call it into Romeo and hold up where you are till police arrive," I order my crews who mount up fast.
I watch as everyone except for Romeo, Hector and Marta clear out and wait so that we can have a more private conversation.
"Babe, we didn't do anything to Guy. Nobody has gone near him since your brother," Rome gets that much out before she cuts him off.
"Don't call him that, you want to be my boyfriend you own up to your shit or fucking walk because I don't need you and your little club fucking up my life anymore than it has," Marta is still spitting mad and Hector steps up for me.
"You want to be pissed little girl I'm right here. I fucked up Guy, I fucking beat his white ass more than anyone else and as much as I would like to say I fucked with him again after shit that went down I didn't. I led that shit every time and I haven't seen him since he was at Dutch's place with your cousin. You leave your brother," she almost cuts Hector off," he's your brother and you don't know the shit that he's gone through to make sure your shit is squared up. Only reason your shoes are so white is because he wears muddy ass boots."
I have Romeo and Hector clear out so that Marta and I are alone and she's pissed with me, confused, and making me feel like crap and I didn't do anything this time. I drive her home and we sit with Mom and Dad waiting for the news, any news at this point. Maybe if we find him and save his ass I'll actually get to talk with Guy and make things right… or at least better.
Brandon Clarke: Same day
What a sweet day it is today. Everything we needed to not happen… well it didn't happen. That little shit Guy's girlfriend, some skinny bitch one of the team fucked a couple months ago, said her piece it was all on Guy to make his statement and screw the team, the school and Coach Hayes. We waited for like twenty minutes for him to show and nothing. Half an hour and still nothing, everyone was smiling except for his rich family. Never got to hit it with Bethany because she's dating Brett and I'm not breaking the team just for her ass. Besides I got Jenna when she lets me have a piece and my side girl, she's a piece of work and ass. I crack myself up sometimes. Jenna wasn't there but half the team was in support of Coach Hayes. The other half is a problem since they are siding with Brett since he's been fucking Bethany. Now that is a pair of legs I'd like to split for a bit. Damn I'm funny.
Well next day we're all at school and the team is heading to a midday practice except half the locker room isn't changing. Okay maybe not half but enough of the starters aren't getting ready and Brett isn't one of them. Alright, time to squash this.
"Brett get your shit on man, we got practice," I tell our starting quarterback.
"No practice for me today," he tells me and pulls his jersey from his locker.
"So you're just going to leave the team when we're on our way to state," I ask and he shrugs.
"Not much of a team if they have to lie and push around everyone else just because your girl isn't as talented as she'd like to think she is," Brett is talking shit but the team is listening to it.
"Problem boys," Coach Hayes asks stepping into the locker room," Why the hell aren't you boys getting out on the field, we have practice."
"Some of us have morals. You know what those are, coach," Brett asks and now Coach Hayes is gonna let Brett hear it.
"You got a problem son," Coach asks and Brett squares off with him.
"Yes I do, I don't like playing on a team with a bunch of liars and bullies," Brett says it and Coach looks like he's gonna hit him," and before you try to say anything I heard Brandon getting people on this team to go with him so that Guy would drop out of the scholarship so his girlfriend could get her spot back. I also heard you telling everyone the day before to make Guy sound like a damn animal when they were brought up to speak before the school board. Maybe that wasn't enough for you so when he didn't show up and I couldn't find other members of the team that weren't at school or the hearing and Guy was reported missing I figured I'd be better off letting my record on the field speak for itself with scouts instead of teaming with your personal hit squad."
"Everyone clear out… NOW," Coach Hayes yells and the team, most of it leaves for the field except me, Brett and about ten other players," Listen here son, I didn't do anything to that boy and I didn't have anyone on this team do anything either."
"Tell that to the police, I'm meeting with them today to go over what I've seen and heard," Brett is pissing off Coach Hayes but Coach looks scared.
"Brett nobody here did anything to that boy," Coach starts and one of the linemen interrupts.
"Except they did, we all heard it and you lied about it for what? A game," big and dumb doesn't see the big picture.
"So six of us get suspended and can't play in the playoffs, which screws the whole team over. You want to ruin our senior year because of one little shit that you happen to be fucking the sister of," I ask Brett who laughs at me.
"You already screwed this team when you decided to assault a student on campus in front of witnesses. Look around Brandon, me the Quarterback, two wide receivers and the entire offensive line are walking out. Good luck running with a second string, maybe you can get an endorsement on laundry soap for washing grass out of your uniform," Brett jokes and I ain't laughing.
Coach and I watch as all of them clear their lockers and walk out the opposite entrance. Coach is thinking hard for a minute before following them out. I gotta back Coach Hayes since he's been there to keep my ass out of trouble and we catch up to Brett who is talking into his phone.
"Yeah baby… no head there now… don't worry about practice… go and take your sister, you drive faster than she does…," Brett tells Beth, I think over the phone.
"Brett got the team and got back to the field. This team will be crippled without you on it," Coach Hayes pleads to Brett.
"Yeah man, we'll square up with Guy when he comes out hiding," I figure I'll make nice and sorry for the shit.
"You want the team back," Brett asks Coach and he nods," Bench Brandon for the rest of the season."
"What?! Every scout in the state will be watching these games. This is my chance," I yell at Brett who doesn't even look at me.
"We have five games left and the state championship and I need my best players on the field. Be reasonable here son," Coach asks Brett who shakes his head.
"You allowed him to get away with assaulting another student so you could win games, he goes or we go," Brett says before walking away.