14. Then

Ihang up the phone again and yell. Why isn’t she picking up? What could be more important than me? Nick walks into the room and laughs before turning and walking right back out. He calls over his shoulder, “We have practice man. Leave Cat alone. You know she will be on the bleachers watching.”

I take a deep breath and try to relax. He’s right. She has never missed a practice, and even though we had that small fight, I know she still cares about me. I finish getting dressed then head out to the field.

I spot her instantly with that science nerd Rogers. She is laughing with him as he tells her something. My blood boils, and I find my feet leading me their way before I can stop them.

“What the fuck is this?” I roar watching as Cat’s face goes white. She quickly stands and moves over to me.

“Hi, Rex, shouldn’t you be at practice right now?” She looks over my shoulder at the field, and I stare down at the dead boy walking. He gulps and avoids my eyes.

“I–I have to go Cat, but I’ll email you about our assignment.” He grabs his things and takes off. I scoff at how weak he is.

“That was rude. Rogers was just going over our class project. We have to make a diagram of the human body. Remember?” She gives me a scowl, and I clench my fists a few times.

“I don’t like the way he was looking at you. He wants to fuck you.” She scoffs and laughs, thinking I’m kidding, but I know it’s true.

“It doesn’t matter, Rexley Scott, because he’s not the one I’m falling for.” She gives me a kiss then swats me on the ass. “Go to practice, then take me home and show me how much I’m yours.”

I kiss her hard and bite her lip, swallowing her moans, then stomp down the bleachers and take out all my frustration on the field. I’ll show her she’s mine all right, later, and Rogers better watch his back too.

No one touches what’s mine.