CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

TRENT'S POV

Muffled voices slowly filtered into my consciousness. I felt limp, my mind foggy. What happened?

I struggled to open my eyes or move my uncooperative limbs. It was like I was locked inside my own body.

The voices became clearer and I recognized Damien's voice. "You see Coach? I told you he isn't fit for this team. Too weak. He could've really hurt himself out there."

I would've rolled my eyes if I could pry them open. Of course he would use this opportunity to undermine me again.

Ella's voice suddenly rang out. "Are you freaking kidding me right now?? Is that really what you should be worried about?" She sounded genuinely worried. Huh. So the Ice Queen does care.

I felt her drop to her knees beside me and a pair of hands press down in firm pumps on my chest. My eyes remained closed but my inner grin grew wider. With the last of my self control I resisted smiling as I imagined her wide, fearful eyes peering at my "lifeless" body sprawled across the shiny court floor. Gue