Natti, a rising footballer originally from Argentina, is known for her fierce confidence and intimidating presence. With a massive ego and a reputation as "that terrifying Latin creature," she's determined to prove herself in college sports. Nate, a...
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Caleb Miller, supposedly the starplayer of the Thunder FC club. I found him dealing drugs last week near Flora Ridge.
Since we were fourteen we had competition, the two of us.
We both liked being compared because we thought it would be good for the two star players to represent themselves as friends.
But then he switched when he dated Charlotte when we turned sixteen.
I hated that he dated my sister.
He always treated her like shit, and I think the reason why I grew to hate him, was when she died, she thought he loved her.
With his fucking oscar award acting.
When really, my sister was diagnosed with cancer and he was cheating on her. He used her to look like the star player in soccer and the sweetheart in his personal life.
I hated him from then on.
I promised myself that I was going to fuck his life up for ruining my sister. And I know, it's not his fault she got diagnosed.
But she trusted him with everything.
"-And Nate, I know you think I'm young for sex but he told me he wouldn't tell anyone."
"Char, you're fourteen. It doesn't seem too good." I give her a slight head shake, in disappointment before I add, "I'm glad you're telling me beforehand though. Nothing's happened yet, has it?"
My little sister stared behind me at the wall, indicating she was hiding something.
"Char."
She stayed staring, her fingers fiddling.
"Charlotte."
"Last friday at the party."
Fuck.
I shoved my hands in my face, as I glided down, hitting my head back on my bedroom door.
"Why did you let him?!"
"He told me he loved me, Nate." Ele whispered, sadly, knowing I'd be upset at her.
"They all say that, Charlotte. Boys are horny fuckers! And you waited a fucking week to tell me?"
I did feel bad about yelling at my sister but she was never the type to go to parties or drink and especially at such a young age. She's the youngest in her group and now her older boyfriend is influencing her to do a bunch of shit that can get her into trouble.
All because she met him at my game.
A tear slid down the left eye of my little sister and I opened my arms for her to enter, and she did. Begging for my forgiveness.
