Chapter 27
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was going to be weird."
"I didn't think he'd act like this, I don't deserve the cold shoulder"
"Fuck Gentry no you don't, I hate straight guys who think they can just take whatever they want, and never accept the consequences of
their stupid actions!"
"I should've just listened to you," I sigh walking into my dorm after my last class, dropping everything I walk to my bed falling on it. "Tell me what to do"
"Just play the game on Wednesday, don't think about Gentry just focus on baseball or he's going to ruin that for you. Don't let him take baseball Shane"
"No I know I won't," I shake my head. "But what about photo editing? I can't drop it"
"Switch seats Shane it's that easy, pretend like he doesn't exist and eventually you won't even notice he's there." As if that'll be easy I'm on the same team as the jerk.
Walking to photo editing I go into class to find Gentry already at our table on his phone, fuck I wanted the table, letting him have it I walk to a corner at an empty table sitting there instead.
Class was long and brutal but now it's finally fucking over, picking up my things I rush out leaving before Gentry can even move. It was so hard to not look at him but I tried my best, the moments I did cave I'd look over and he was staring at anything but me. Why should I even care? He clearly doesn't.
Baseball, that's why.
If Gentry continues to be an ass we're going to be benched in today's game, and I will not let that asshole ruin my chances. I was overlooked in high school for being gay and wanting to play, now coach is giving me a real chance and Gentry is actively trying to take it from me. Fuck that! I know how to stand up for myself so of course, I'm not going to shy away from telling him off.
"Listen" I walk up to him while he's at his locker changing, Gentry sighs when I stand next to him "I don't care what you've got against me or what I even did to you, but if you keep acting like an ass coach will bench us both—"
"Leave me alone, Shane"
"I don't want to get fucking benched because of you!" I yell causing the locker room to go quiet, all the guys are looking at us and I can tell it's making Gentry a little nervous. "If you keep fucking with me and I lose this because of you I will fuck up your life too, don't test me!"
"Just play the fucking game and nothing will happen, it's that easy." He says avoiding every warning I just gave
"Stop fucking with me, all right?" Not saying anything Gentry just stands there while we glare at each other until coach walks in
"What's going on here?" He asks and everyone goes back to changing, but I keep staring at Gentry. "Visser get dressed"
"Yes coach," I finally look away walking to my locker.
As he's shutting his locker I hear one of the guys ask Gentry, "what's going on with you man? Are you seriously being homophobic to him?
It's 2020 McAllen"
"Mind your fucking business Kevin," Gentry barks before groaning and storming out of the locker room.
He wasn't kidding, coach made it his mission to not let Gentry and I on the field at the same time, but that also meant Gentry is getting to play more than I am. No matter how much I beg coach refuses to put me in
"This is so unfair!" I huff standing next to the coach, "they need me" "You just batted Shane, relax"
Rolling my eyes I groan, why is no one on my side? Like I just want one thing to go right for me, that's not too much to ask for is it?
As soon as I think that the whistle goes off and Kevin is out of the game, "Bishop sit down!" Coach yells at him to get off the field
"Coach come on put me in" I turn to him begging, "please look I'll catch over there, it's empty" "Next to Gentry?" He asks and I turn realizing Gentry is standing right next to where I'm pointing,
"that's what I thought" he says when I'm
left without a response.
"No I can do it" I argue, "I just want to play I'm not worried about him" Coach raises an eyebrow questioning me, "please"
"Go" he gestures with his head, jumping I rush grabbing my glove then heading across the field. I wasn't lying, if anyone can't play right now it's Gentry, I am not the one losing my fucking mind.
As soon as the game starts everything is going fine until Gentry catches the ball, turning to me as the other player reaches him Gentry throws the ball at me with full force. Running until I catch it I quickly drop the ball groaning as my palm burns. Ripping my glove off I stare at my aching palm as it turns red Forgetting everything I told myself about ignoring his fucked up antics I pick up the ball chucking it at him, slamming in his back Gentry turns, "what the fuck!"
"How does it feel?"
"Seriously Shane? Grow up it was an accident," he says picking up the ball. Gentry really trying to make it seem like I'm the one with a problem
"HEY LETS GO YOU TWO!" Someone screams
"Don't fucking tell me to grow up when you're the one acting like a little bitch" "I'm acting like a what?"
"A little bi—" not getting the word out I'm cut off by the ball hitting me right in the face at full force.
Knocking me off my feet, my eyes stare at everyone turning to me as I fall. The moment my head hits the ground my eyes go black and that's all I remember.
