All Chapters of The Quaterback Contract : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Maddie Since that night in my dorm, the night my body betrayed me. Why does it feel so hot anytime I'm so close to Carlson?Like I could feel my stomach churn in a million butterflies, my body burns for him. I didn't want to accept it, the acknowledgement it's even more scary.I can't be attracted to Carlson. It's Jamie I want, not Carlson. I better set this record straight before it burns me.I felt the urge to see Carlson. I swallowed hard, fighting really hard not to look back, his eyes might be on me, I figured out an excuse. Carlson sat behind me in class, two tables from me while Jamie sat two tables from my right.Veronica and Jamie sat together, it doesn't matter right? He was just going to dump her soonest. That was the same assurance I gave to myself before Veronica.I checked my phone again, expecting to see a message from Carlson. He usually texts. He usually texts.Gosh! Why I'm I being paranoid? Not like I'm his girlfriend, he has to text almost everything.The urge to

Maddie In a busy world, I never believed someone would listen to my song. Everyone loves jazz and hip-hop, but I'm worried nobody will ever listen to mine, so I sing it to myself, write it down, and shove it away.Each moment, my audience was Grandpa. My parents never believed in my song, and announcing their divorce made a part of me break.I was never going to see them together anymore; the birthday parties and the vacation mean nothing to them. The last cardigan woven by Mum and sent on my birthday—I still smell it, hoping to inhale her scent every day.I wish to go back to those times she read to me, gave me a peck, and whispered goodnight in my ears before leaving, and when Mum wasn't available, Dad showed me the stars and told me stories, which I assumed were fairytales. Life then was peaceful, but somehow they didn't believe in me. My talent means nothing to me, but it means something to someone. My next-door neighbor.He was an audience for me to sing to, and he always s

Jamie “Yes, just need a month”“Boy” the way he calls my name like I'm nothing. I'm something, I have a reputation in school, I have women flocking like me like bees.But does that really matter at the moment, I'm at the verge of fighting for my life. Many things could happen to me right now at this moment. I could be tossed away and found a few weeks later or a few months later depending on my love ones and from the recent calls I have had nobody really cared.The hard truth I have been running away from. My father with a default setting of gambling cares more about money than even my own future. He doesn't even know which year I'm in school.I try so hard not to think about it, my deepest scars. Not now..Should be locked away from my brain.“Kid, you know quite well I don't joke with my time” he came closer this time shining a set of his golden teeth.I nodded in the most frightened manner ever.“So I will give you this opportunity this last time. Return my money in month or pay t

Jamie.You know that father to daughter conversation. I always underestimated the bond between father and daughter.He moved closer in a precise and calculated manner. I knew him before and I doubt if he recognized me due to the expression on his face.We have met in different circumstances and today seems to be the awkward one.“Dad, that's my boyfriend” Clara introduced us with so many smiles on her face. My heart is beating like a ticking time bomb.I tried to maintain a fake smile, trying so hard not to give myself away.“Hey kid” he clasped on my shoulder, to the world it seems like a friendly one but to me it seems more like a warning. A warning to stay away.I need no handwriting on the wall to understand. Clara said a lot of pretty things which I wasn't even listening to. My mind drifted away, far away.It was when she tapped me multiple times I finally looked up to her.“You okay?” She asked with so many concerns. Her father is gone but just the both of us.“Umh…yeah” I said

Maddie I was strolling through my feed and found a new obsession. Spending more time on my phone than ever. I guess I love the attention. Taking so much time watching people's outfits, funny videos, and hashtags of lovers. My parents used to be like this before. I wonder what changed. Is it because of the distance or something?I go through another session of stalking, of course, Jamie. Hashtag on Instagram. He hasn't posted lately, but Veronica is seeking to gain attention.She has been posting nonstop on her feed, seeking attention or vindication. She's still the queen bee. None of that shit do I even care about. I wasn't dragging any position with her.I got a few DMs, which I haven't attended to yet; most were from guys who want to get to know me, but I'm not interested in knowing them. Most of them are from my class, and they always give me that look like, “Dude, why weren't you replying to your DM?” but they come close or something.I don't know why, but I'm an open bo