8

Coach is trying to kill us.

After one and a half hours of gruesome training, he still isn’t giving in.

Blood, sweat and tears.

I’m slightly distracted. Every empty second my mind finds it fills with sensations from that night.

I can’t escape it, even though I’m trying. She wants to act like it didn’t happen, I will try do the same. key word try.

It won’t leave me. I can’t forget it. Ok, I’m not actively trying to forget it, so maybe that’s the problem.

Lying to Cole as well has been eating away at me too.

I love him like a brother and it’s hard looking at him, eating breakfast with him, playing video games with him, watching suits in living room whilst he’s there. When he doesn’t even know I made out with his sister on the weekend.

And loved every second of it.

I wished I kissed her and everything I felt left. But it only intensified ten fold.

“JAMES! Pull your head out of your ass! And get back to it!” Coach snaps at me, clearly a witness to my dazed state.

Cole looks over