All Chapters of Don't Stop, Coach Daddy : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWODylan's POV I was still stewing from anger when I woke up, particularly aimed at two people. Naomi was right to be angry, but there was no need for her to bring on players just because she wanted to test me. It was demeaning, I thought she said I was the star.Then why did she not treat me like one?The second person I was angry with was Koby. He finally stopped calling me last night and reported me to her. A man should know not to snitch and as good as the coach was, I was severely disappointed in him.“Yao, I have to go for training this morning.”Yao came in and did not say anything to me. “Damn, it is like that now? Because I caught a break, you are not even going to say hi?”She kept her silence, quietly booking the same ride that took me to training everyday. When he was downstairs, we walked down together.“You know, this elevator ride is already horrible, imagine how the car would be? Just say hi?”She said nothing, pursing her lips.“Fine, suit yourself.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOURSera’s POVI walked in the pool of water, my teeth chattering from the cold. Little droplets of water clung to my lashes as I got on my porch, and I struggled to find my keys, needing to get warm from the drenching deluge.I finally brought my keys out, fiddling for the right one as my phone rang. It was an unsaved number. Recently, a lot of fans have been calling and texting me about Dylan. Maybe it was time for me to issue a message online, discouraging them.“Hello?” I put my phone to my ear and opened my door, soaking my wooden floors with water. “Who is this?”“Seraaaaaaa,” Jennifer's shrill voice answered me. “How are you, Seraphina?”“Jennifer?”“Yeah it is she, bitch don't you have my number?”I mumbled something under my breath. I really did not want to get close to her, especially since she was always next to Mika. “I am fine. What's up?”“Yeah, can you hear me?”I barely could, noise blasting from where she was. “No, not really,” I replied, crouching dow

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIXSera’s POV A week passed. The money was still on my bed, in the bag I brought it home in. I stared at it before I slept, seeing the faces of the frightened children, the small old lady's hands shaking as she laid on the floor, the blood soaking my hands.Should I just turn myself in?How could I do that though? Nobody would believe me if I said I did not mean to do it. That's I was tricked by Jennifer, and I would have to tell them about Marcus and I. It would be my word against hers, and from how her friends flocked her in school, their gazes haunting my every movement, I was already certain her words will stab and nail me to my death.And there were the nationals to think about. How would the team cope? What will Agatha say? Finally, I had proven to be the untrustworthy person she was already painting me out to be.I trudged in the familiar rocky road to Marcus' house. The air was chilly today, a cold breeze pushing back against me with every step I took.Marcus

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHTSera’s POV“But, why do you not love me,” Gabriel cried. “How could you possibly not love me?”I cringed hard at my laptop, watching the grown man act a fool for the millionth time. “I gave you so many chances, Gabriel,” Annalise, the female character cried, clutching her wedding petals in her hands. “Why do you not want me to have love?”I laughed out loud. “What a joke,” I said, laying down more comfortably between my sheets and the blanket. “Well then,” Gabriel pulled out a gun from his suit, “if you do not love me, no one else will.”My fork fell in my bowl as I watched in horror, this man put the gun to his head and fired off quick shit, ending his life. “What the fuck?” I sobbed, rewinding the scene. Sure enough, it was still there.Suddenly, my spaghetti tasted bland in my mouth. “How could he,” I sighed angrily, slamming my laptop shut. All because his best friend was getting married to a girl he loved?My door bell rang at that second. I slowly climbed out

CHAPTER FORTYMarcus’ POV“Ahhh,” I sighed, raising the trophy up to the sky. “Much better.”I placed the trophy on the shelf and picked up the next. The insignia was simple. Marcus Cross, Best Coach, Morrigan University.This was the first E-sports trophy I had won, just after I got hired by the school. I cleaned it, wiped away the dust and placed it back. Cleaning my trophies was one of my favourite past times, and since Dylan stabbed me, I had been too lazy to do that.Someone knocked on my door. “Who is that?” I yelled, wiping down the small miniature horse trophy I got from horse riding. The person knocked again.I dropped the rag and my couch and went downstairs, gripping on to the banister for life. “Coming,” I called out. I opened the door and a grin stretched across my lips. “Baby girl.”Seraphina clutched her hands in front of her, her lips stretched in a small smile. “Hi, Coach Marcus,” she giggled. I shifted a bit so she could pass, and her body brushed against mine.“You