Chapter 26
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How's my past week been you ask? Well, to put it simple, it's been shit. Without me doing anything I somehow find myself in the coach's office with Gentry being yelled at, because he was acting like an ass. But we're a team and since he's being awful towards me, I must've done something, right?
Let's recap
Last weekend Gentry climbed in my bed drunk then proceeded to kiss me, since I met him I've been trying my best to be good, to not let my emotions get the best of me, which meant I knew from day one he was off-limits and I knew how to control myself. Why couldn't he?
After pretty much ignoring me an entire week, missing our photo editing class twice, and dodging all my texts, Gentry Mc fucking Allen decides he should be mad at me for something he did.
I knew where his head space would be as I headed to practice, if after 2 people kissed and one of them basically falls off the face of the earth after, well I'm pretty sure that's called regret, right? He clearly regretted the kiss and yes the first couple days that did hurt me, but I
got over it. Gentry tried to start something he wasn't ready for I would've never judged him for that, and I wasn't even mad at the kiss honestly, I can't tell you the amount of straight guys that have kissed me when they were drunk. Well, it was only 2 but still, that's 2 too
many! Gentry though, his remorse was different and he showed it at practice today.
Deciding it's best if I don't say anything and just let him process, I fully intended on walking into practice today not saying a word, he'll get his chance to keep ignoring me, and I get to keep feeling guilty for something I didn't do. Win-win.
Except here we are now on the field, it's my turn to bat and his turn to pitch... fucking great.
When coach calls our names I groan thinking it was in my head, but I guess not because he turns to me practically scolding me. When we're each in position I raise the bat, I can't explain what he's thinking but the way Gentry is looking at me, his eyes cold and untoward as if I'm someone he doesn't know. What did I do?
With as much force as he can, Gentry throws the first ball and it flies near my head at full force. "Wind that down a little McAllen!" The coach yells on the side as I stare at him dumbfounded, it's
like he wanted to take my head off.
Ready to go a second time I raise the bat and Gentry raises his ball, not waiting until I'm fully ready he just throws the ball and it hits my thigh. "What the hell?!" I drop the bat "what's your problem?"
He shrugs, "I don't know what you're talking about" "Coach," I turn to him pointing at Gentry,
"McAllen what's going on?"
"Nothing maybe he should hit the ball" Gentry turns to me, "you're wasting all of our times here." "Are you serious?" I can feel myself fuming, "you're the one throwing like a fucking maniac!" "Calm down Visser just try being less shitty," Gentry says scoffing at me
"What the fuck did you just say?" I walk towards him "say it again I dare you"
"Woah" Alex the catcher behind me grabs my arm, "chill Shane"
"All right that's it!" The coach blows his whistle, "everyone back to the locker room, Shane and Gentry in my office now."
Sighing everyone leaves the field, when we're all back in the locker room I follow Gentry in and shut the door. "Sit down," coach directs as he sits behind his desk, sitting in front of him Gentry grabs the left chair while I sit on the coach's right.
We all sit there quietly until coach Packer asks "what's going on between you two?" Don't answer that Shane you're not the problem, "all right I'll try again, what stupid shit happened between you guys causing you both to act like children?"
"Nothing happened," Gentry quickly denies
"Bullshit" he retorts then looks at me, "Visser I'm giving you a chance to not lie to me" "I didn't do anything,"
"So I'm the problem then?" Gentry looks at me
"I don't know Gentry, which one of us tried to fucking kill me out there?" "Stop being dramatic," he rolls his eyes turning away from me
"I'm the one being dramatic?! Are you—"
"That's enough" coach cuts me off, "I specifically asked you to keep this off my field— McAllen you should know better"
"You're the one who should know better!" I bark at the coach unable to stop myself, "you're the reason this is all happening"
"What?" He looks at me confused
"You outed me and now he's being a homophobic asshole" "No I'm not!" Gentry defends
"Yes you are! Why else are you acting like this?" He doesn't answer
"Shane I outed you? What does that mean?" Coach Packer asks confused
"You told everyone he was gay before he could," Gentry looks at the coach answering. When coach turns to him he continues, "it wasn't your business to tell, coach."
Coach looks at me "I didn't mean to out you Shane, I just wanted to keep things like this from happening"
"Nothing's happening all right" Gentry stands, "everyone's overreacting for no reason" he huffs then storms out of the office.
"We have a game in 2 days Visser, fix whatever this is or neither of you plays," I nod getting up.
As the locker room empties Gentry and I stand a distance away at our lockers changing, feeling like I'm about to explode I turn to him. "You know I didn't do anything to you, right?"
"Leave me alone, Shane," he says with a monotone voice
"Sure, act like a bitch when you're the one who—" slamming his locker he turns to look at me "Let it go!" He glares then turns picking up his bag and rushing past me.
Fuck.
