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They had just won again.

Another game.

Another step closer to something bigger.

The final buzzer had barely stopped echoing before the locker room filled with shouts, back slaps, and the kind of wild energy that only comes after a close one you actually pulled out.

Then, slowly, the noise drained away.

Teammates grabbed their bags, still talking over each other about the last play, the refs, the party someone was throwing later. One by one they filtered out. Showers turned off. Lockers slamme
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  • Crossing The Line    34

    Jason didn’t think it would happen like that. He thought it would be a couple of texts or Marcus pulling him aside in the locker room for another quiet warning. Maybe even a quick conversation in the hallway where Marcus told him to back off. Something simple. Something he could laugh off later. Not this. Not a car. Jason hadn’t slept well the night before. He missed the bus and didn’t want another absence on his record, so with a heavy sigh he started the seventeen-minute walk to school. The morning air was cool, cars rushing past on the main road, students hurrying along the sidewalks. He kept his head down, backpack straps digging into his shoulders, trying not to think too much about the five hundred dollars he still needed. He was halfway across the crosswalk when it happened. A low, sleek engine cut through the morning noise, accelerating fast enough to make his head snap up. Then came the screech of tires. The car stopped inches from his legs. Way too close. Jason s

  • Crossing The Line    33

    Marcus thought that was it.One favor.One request.One payment.Done.He was wrong.A week later, after practice, Jason found him again.Marcus was alone in the hallway near the equipment room, wiping sweat from his face with the bottom of his hand towel. Most of the team had already left. He heard footsteps and looked up.“Hey,” Jason said, same casual tone as before.Marcus didn’t even try to hide his irritation this time. “What now.”Jason leaned against the wall, grinning just a little. “I need more.”Marcus went completely still. The towel in his hand stopped moving.“…you’re joking right.”“Not really.”The word landed like a punch. Marcus felt his stomach drop. He stared at Jason, waiting for the punchline that never came.Jason just kept smiling that same easy smile like he was asking about the weather. “Five hundred again. I’ve got some stuff coming up and I’m a bit short.”Marcus’s jaw clenched so tight it hurt. “We had a deal. One time. You said we’d be even.”“Yeah, well…

  • Crossing The Line    32

    They were all sitting casually at lunch, the usual crew squeezed around one of the long tables near the windows. Marcus, Ethan, Jason, Tyrone, and the rest of the team members sprawled out with trays scattered everywhere. Trays clattered, voices overlapped, and the cafeteria hummed with its usual midday chaos. Ethan’s heart was already palpitating before anyone said anything important. His attention wasn’t on the conversation at all. He kept his eyes glued to his food, pushing soggy fries around with his fork, trying to look normal while his mind raced.Then Tyrone dropped the bomb.“What would you do if you found out your teammate is gay?”The question landed like a rock in still water. Ethan’s stomach twisted hard. He tried his best not to make eye contact with either Marcus or Jason. A single bead of sweat rolled slowly down his back, even though the cafeteria was well-ventilated and not particularly hot.His fork froze mid-air. He could feel the sudden shift in the air around the

  • Crossing The Line    31

    A few days later, Jason found Marcus after practice.The locker room had mostly emptied out. A couple of guys were still laughing near the showers, but most of the team had already headed home. Marcus was zipping up his bag when footsteps stopped beside him.“Hey.”Marcus didn’t look up. “What.”Jason leaned against the locker next to his, arms crossed, way too casual.“That favor?” he asked.Marcus’s shoulders tensed. He kept his eyes on his bag. “What about it.”Jason smiled. It wasn’t friendly. “I need some cash.”Marcus finally looked up, frowning hard. “How much?”“Five hundred.”Marcus stared at him. “Are you serious?”Jason shrugged like it was nothing. “Come on, man. You’re loaded. Your parents give you whatever you ask for.”Marcus’s jaw tightened. Anger boiled up fast in his chest. “That’s not how this works.”“Just this once,” Jason added, still smiling that same sharp smile. “Help me out. I’m short on something and I need it quick. No one else has to know.”Marcus didn’t a

  • Crossing The Line    30

    Ethan was pacing again.Back and forth across the small space behind the bleachers after practice, sneakers squeaking on the gym floor. The rest of the team had already left, but he couldn’t sit still. His stomach had been in knots since last night.Marcus finally walked in, bag slung over one shoulder. He dropped it on the bottom bleacher with a soft thud.“What did he say?” Ethan asked immediately, stopping mid-step.Marcus looked at him. “He won’t tell anyone.”Ethan let out a long breath, shoulders dropping just a little. “Okay. Good.”He waited.Marcus didn’t say anything else right away.Ethan narrowed his eyes. “That’s it?”Marcus hesitated, just for a second. He rubbed the back of his neck. “He said I owe him a favor.”Ethan froze in place. “What kind of favor?”“I don’t know yet.”Ethan let out a frustrated breath and started pacing again. “I don’t like that. At all.”“Neither do I,” Marcus said quietly.Silence stretched between them for a moment. The gym felt too big and to

  • Crossing The Line    29

    Marcus caught Jason just before he slipped out the side door of the gym.“Wait.”Jason paused mid-step, hand already on the push bar. He turned slowly, eyebrows raised like he’d been expecting this.“Yeah?”Marcus closed the distance in two steps, keeping his voice low enough that it wouldn’t carry down the empty hallway.“We need to talk.”Jason glanced left, then right— like he was checking for witnesses for some reason even though the place was dead quiet. Then he shrugged, casual as ever.“Sure, about what?”Marcus didn’t blink.“You know what.”Jason’s knowing smirk crept back—small, almost playful, but it didn’t reach his eyes.“Right.”A beat of silence stretched between them. The kind that felt heavier than it should.Marcus didn’t waste time dancing around it.“You’re not telling anyone, right?.” He askedf waiting for an answer.Jason held his gaze for a long second—long enough that Marcus felt the weight of whatever was behind those eyes. Then Jason nodded once, slow and del

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