Edward
"And what the fuck did I just watch?" Dad screamed at me as I sat down on the bench staring at my boots with a pout as I twirled my thumbs around each other. My cheek was throbbing like hell and my upper lip as well.
My slap didn't go unnoticed by Connor and in response to that it was met with a punch. It wasn't like I was the only one bruised. You should see the other guy. Connor was definitely going to need an ice pack or two after the ordeal we went through. I had never tasted grass in my life but he had quickly familiarized me with the taste of it.
I had rinsed my mouth out probably for the one thousandth time but I still tasted grass and mud. I was livid. Livid beyond belief that everyone had managed to pull me off Connor when I was finally getting the upper hand. I was more livid for the red card the referee had given me and the two game ban I recieved.
