Getting to the males locker room she slowed down her steps and decided to wait for him outside ,leaning her back on a wall she heard a male voice above her.
" Hey you're Alice sister right ? " .
She looked up at the unfamiliar face yet she knew she had seen him somewhere earlier today- oh yeah he was one of the players for the other school.
" Yeah is there a problem? " She asked plainly hoping he wasn't in love with Alice and needed help to talk with her because there have been a lot of males in the past who had come to seek help from her on how to court Alice .
" Oh not at all you just look like her a lot especially in that outfit, just wanted to confirm " He added with a smile.
Ayra groaned internally 'what was it with her outfit today'. But she said instead " How do you know my sister " ? .
" Tsk your sister is pretty popular and all... " .
Ayra merely nodded and focused her attention on the floor but she heard him speak again. " Urhm who are you waiting for "?
Ayra stared at him wondering if it was a harmless curiosity or an interrogation .
" Oh it's okay no to answer me " He said hurriedly not wanting to make her uncomfortable.
" Nah it's fine , I'm waiting for jack my boyfriend " She answered with a warm feeling at the mention of Jack's name.
" Damn I knew you were too beautiful to be single , can you help me with my jacket let me tie my boots properly? " .
Ayra collected the thick jacket from him
" You have got it mixed, Alice is the beautiful one " . She said dryly
" Alice is a beauty but you're quite stunning as well and your body coul- ....
Neither of them saw the punch coming before ayra could blink, jack was in front of her ramming his hands on the poor guy's face . Surprised she tried to insert herself between the two hard male bodies unsuccessfully " Jack!!!!!! What are you doing, what is wrong with you?" She screamed loudly astonished.
" How dare you hit on my girl? I will beat you black and blue today " Jack replied ignoring ayra .
Tears stung in her eyes at his behavior, she had never seen him this violent before
" Jack!!!! Please listen to me, it's not what you think " She cried hugging him tightly from behind and he finally stilled .
" You were holding his damn jacket and smiling at him, Christ he even complimented you and you stand there and tell me it's not what I think?? " He asked with blood shot eyes.
" Bro she did nothing wrong. We were merely tal- " .
" Shut the fuck up and scram!!!" Jack thundered.
" Jack!!! " Ayra started softly trying to hold his hands " He is right, I - I was waiting for you to come out and we started talking if you would calm down a bit you would understand."
" From where I was standing it seemed as though you were enjoying the conversation, you simply have no business being in close proximity with another boy dressed like a slu- a dirty slap landed on his checks stopping him from completing his words.
" Jack Frost!!! You are vile and unbelievable" She muttered two fat balls of tears streaming down her check which she quickly wiped away and stormed off leaving a bewildered Jack behind.
Jack stared at her retreating back in fear "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
He groaned looking for a place to vent his frustration because his blood was boiling and him damn mind kept replaying her teary eyes in his head ,turning around he sought for the guy who had been speaking to ayra to finish what he started unfortunately he had also disappeared. Imagining the wall was the guy's face,he hit his hands against it multiple times till blood slowly oozed down from his fingers . One moment he had been changing in the locker room and washing away the match's sweat and feeling like a failure for losing an opportunity to score a goal, then Tim had come in suddenly informing him that his muffin was getting cozy with a guy just outside their locker. Unable to believe it he had stormed outside to see for himself and immediately he saw the sight before him, he had lost his cool and now ayra probably hated him.
He didn't remember how he got home but he slumped on his bed on getting to his room, he wondered if he should get a cold water for the stinging pain in his checks and hands but decided he deserved the pain, for making muffin cry he would live with this pain she had inflicted on him after all it was nothing compared to the pain in his heart .
" Jack son, come down dinner is ready honey " Nora called softly
He ignored her hoping he would be left alone in peace "Jack c'mon I know you guys lost the match but I made your favourite food " Still no answer she moved towards him in the bed and was surprised to see his face and fingers all bloodied up " Christ Jack!!! What happened to you? Who did you fight with and why? " She asked appalled to see tears in his eyes, she had never seen him cry like ever!! . Softening her tone she tried again "Jack let me treat your injury then we can talk " .
" I don't want to talk to you, I don't want to feel better just leave me the hell alone!! " .
" Now you won't feel better if you push me away son, did you have a fight with ayra? " She said hitting the hammer on the nail.
" She hates me and she has every right to because I hurt her badly " .
" Last I checked she was your girlfriend, I'm sure she doesn't hate you yet, tell me what you did? " .
" Do you hate dad? " He asked out of the blue.
Taken aback by the question she could only answer as truthful as possible "I don't hate your father Jack but our relationship is complex and this isn't about me and your father but about yo- " .
" I feel like dad - I said I love ayra but I hurt her and I'm scared I will always hurt her just like dad does to you. I hate dad but I'm just like him " He concluded heaving a bitter laugh.
Tears formed in her eyes she hadn't realized how the constant fights have affected her precious son till today " No Jack you are not like anyone but yourself, you have a choice to hurt the people you love or not .Trust me my boy you can control your emotions " .
" I can't mom I can't control my actions " .
She turned his face sharply till his eyes we're leveled against hers " You're still a young boy Jack, you will make lots of mistake but your ability to right them is what makes you who you are. You are the most kindest teenager I know and I'm not just saying this because you're my son but because it's the truth, now will you let this mistake define you or learn from it and make amends?
The choice is yours son " . She finished off walking away from his room.