I shrug. "If the court itself finds me guilty three years." I say casually taking a hit from my blunt before looking back out the window. "Doesn't matter really.I'm done." I say. I was barely getting high at this point, I had been smoking so much my tolerance was very high so after i finished the first blunt i began rolling the second. "The team will be fine, they'll put Brody as captain and they'll still win the championship. They'll be good." I say. It had looked like I had given up on everything, on my dream of ever becoming pro.
Pull Me Out of the Trainwreck (BxG)
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Mia bit her lip slightly as she listened to him, growing frustrated slightly as his no caring attitude was begining to get to her,
"How are you so sure? Maybe they will be fine, maybe they will win?? But the loint of all of that is that you were thwir captain Tristan. They looked tk you and trusted you to take them to victory... yall are like family right?? Thats what you said once upon a time, I understand things change.... just becuase your use to being walked out on doesnt mean you should do the same to them."
She knew now as she sloke she cluld be hitting rough water with him, knowing very well that certain things she said may cause him to grow upset with her but it was the truth,
"In that letter... you know the one your mom left for you. I read it one night when you had passed out in your chair... why, after all she admitted to you, that she was so proud of you that she knew. SHE KNEW you were going to be great"
Mia looked down at him as he sat there, staring at her, almoat loomkng shocked since nobody else seemed to have the balls to tell him how it is,
"Why would you throw it all away Tristan"
Tears at this point were rolling down her cheeks, this could honestly end in one of two ways, he under stood her or he kicked her out. Either way she was prepared for both
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The first thing that comes out of my mouth is. "You had zero right. No fu*king right to read that letter." I said to her growing angry. "No right!" I said upset. Then I continue. "Why would I throw it all away? Because there no point. We are family sure.. but even family leaves. I quit already, called your mom.. cancelled my classes and my community service. There is no going back. none." I said to her my voice calmer now. "She won't know if I'm great or not.. and if she cared so f*king much then she should've been there!" im yelling now. Not even at her, I was just so frustrated with the entire situation as a whole.
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Mia shook her head slightly as she wiped a tear away,
"I know i had no right! Im sorry! I truley am but i needed to know how to help if i could! I read the letter in hopes that i could try to understand you Tristan! I f**king care about you!"
She said in a louder tone than before, her body tense,
"Im sorry she wasnt there! I wish i couldve changed that! She dropped alot on you when she wrote that letting ans the shock settled in, i can see that. But just bwcuase you dont see a point doesn't mean there isnt one!"
She exllained as she stepped closer,
"Your shutting everybody out and have court in a day that determines weither your gone or not becuase you "didnt see a point' the point is that life is suppose to be hard! Its suppose to make you fall down to your roots so you can feel like your trapped but its when the ones around you try and help you out that you have to let go alittle and open your eyes!"
Mia said, sniffling slightly as tears continued to fall from her eyes, some straming down her neck as she looked at him
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I shake my head and finish rolling my blunt. "She should be here.. she should have been here. She should've chose me over drugs.. but guess what? She f*cking didn't. So you know what just like Brody said to me. Maybe I am like my father after all." I said bitterly. I turn away from her because her crying was making me upset.. I look for the lighter I just had and find it after a few seconds before lighting up the second blunt. "Besides." I said with a laugh. "If we were gonna qualify to even play in states we'd have to get drug tested starting next week. I'd fail and get kicked off the team as is." I smirk hitting it again. Why I was acting like this, even I didn't know. I was really hurting.
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Mia clenched her first as she watched him, taking in a shaky breath before walking further over to him and grabbing the blunt and lighter from his hands,
"Would you please look at me Tristan!"
She pleaded as she held the blunt and lighter away from him,
"You know as well as i do that if you drink enough water yout piss comes clean"
She said angrily as she looked at him,
"Your giving up so easily, where is the fighter you use to be huh?? Why have you suddenly allowed yourself to fall so low that your letting everyone that talked down on your become right???"
She stated sternly as she back away from him alittle, worried he was gling tk try and snatch the stuff she had taken from him
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I stand up. "Give me it. Now." I said. I was pissed. "You have zero right to tell me im giving up easily. I fought to long and to hard for way to many years. I give up Mia." I said to her rubbing my red eyes. "You can't sit here and tell me eveyrthings going to be fine, because guess what.. it won't" I say. "Shes gone, she killed herself because she wasn't here for me. Maybe.. just f*cking maybe I should've faught harder to be in her life.. I should've shown up more" I said getting very upset. "But she failed me and in turn i failed her as a son... I'm done." I say to her. I sit back down in the chair.
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"im not giving it back..."
She said sternly as he spoke,
"So what if you did fail Tristan. Trial and error. Your mom is gone, im sorry, i dont understand and i know i dont. I wish i could though. Your life, you fighting, that's how its suppose to be. Your suppose to fight your suppose to mess up, it f**king sucks! But thats how it is, you HAVE given up so easily compared to everything else."
She told him as she began to feel sick, not because of anything in particular but becuase she had worked herself up so much in this time of talking to him but she knew if she did try to get through than nobody else would
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I shake my head. "Theres no going back.. whats done is done." I say stiffly to her. "I told your mom.. I told coach, I called everything off. So tomorrow I'm going to her funeral, then going to court. Then it'll be settled." I say to her. "There is no going back." I say again. I look around my room and realize how disgusting i had made it... but honestly right now, I didn't care. I also knew there was some truth to what Mia was saying.. but I was being to stubborn, to upset.. to lost in my greif I didn't want to listen.
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Mia looked up slightly as she took a deep breath as she desperately tried to stop crying,
"Tristan i dont think you understand how far everyone is willing to go to help you... your coach came to me after your entire team told me what happened. He asked me to talk to you.... the principal, you know the guy that accepted you into this school becuase he knew you would be great? He asked me to talk to you.... my mother asked me to talk to you... THE JUDGE HIMSELF CALLED MY PHONE AND ASKED ME TO TALK TO YOU"
She sobbed slightly,
"Everyone but you can literally see what an amazing person you are and how you cane from literally nothing to make a name out of yourself..."
Her body was shaking with rage as shs wish he would just takw what she was saying,
"So many people here care about you.... not just the things youve accomplished but YOU! I... i care about you... please rethink what you doing..."
She pleaded with him
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I sit silent for what seems like forever.. "okay." I said quietly. "Fine. I'll call my parole officer and get the meetings and community service set up again.. I'll go to coach tomorrow afternoon.." I said. "I'll do it" I said quietly. She had really hit me hard and I felt tears coming to my eyes which I roughly blinked away. I stood up and pulled her into me giving her a hug and just holding her for a minute. "I want my blunt back though.. and you shouldn't have read the note. Also. funeral I'm going by myself tomorrow." I said roughly.
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Mia was alittle shocked as he finally caved into her, feeling as if ahe cpuld breatb again almost. She sniffled as he pulled her into a hug, highing him back instantly before nodding,
"Im sorry i read it.... and are you sure you want to be alone tomorrow?"
She asked softly as she shakily put his lighter and joint back in his hand. Mia felt as if ahe could fall over from how drained she felt but in the end ahe was glad she didnt storm out if the room as many times as she though about it but shw really cared for him and wanted to honeatly grow with him if he would let her
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I finally let go of her and sit down lighting it again. “i’m going by myself..” i said firmly. “All of you need to respect that..” i said to her. “brody, you, JJ... all of you need to respect that” I said
The next morning I woke up and got dressed up, black dress shirt, black dress pants and shoes and a black tie. I looked good.. but not for the right reasons. I say good morning to everyone and then leave. I sit in the church and i’m fine. I show little to no emotion until we drive up to the cemetady. I leave early and I call Mia.. sobbing. I couldn’t even put a sentence together and i never cried. i wasn’t one to show any emotions of any sort.
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Mia had just barely gotten dressed, a short sleeve tight white button up, black leggings, and her hair in a messy bun with a few strains hanging down. Walking out of the bathroom she looked down at her ohkne to see Tristan calling, quickly answering,
"Hey Tr-"
She cut herself off as shs realized he was sobbing,
"Hey, are you okay?? Are you still at the cemetery??"
She questioned as she grabbed her bag and quickly headed out the door to go to where he was
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"yeah.. at the cemetary." I say I was in between sobs and I couldn't calm myself down. He was embarssed having to call Mia. She was the only one he trusted though. It was upsetting. The image of my moms casket being lowered into the grave made me sick. At this point I couldn't breathe and I was slouched over puking behind my car.
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Mia borrowed her friend Sarah's car and quickly drove over, pulling into the drive way and stopping immediately as shs got out,
"Tristan"
She said as she walked quickly over to him. Waiting as he finished puking before pulling him over to her, hugging him tightly,
"Hey talk to me, whats going on?"
She said sweetly as she looked up at him, her one hand cupping hia cheek as a tear ran iver her thumb from him crying
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I shake my head as I try to catch my breath. "shes gone.. shes never coming back." I said to her. It had looked that I had just come to that relization. Even though my mom and I weren't close at least i got to see her, yeah most of the time she was asking for money, or asking if I knew anyone who she could get drugs from. But to be fair.. at least i still got to see her and communicate with her.. and if i was lucky I'd get a hug or a pat on the back from her. But now, she was gone and there was nothing I could do about it.
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Mia frowned as she looked at him, leaning agiant his car as shs pulled him down to her, his face in her neck as he sobbed and her arms wrapped around him,
"Im so sorry Tristan...."
She whispered as she leaned her cheek on his head,
"Do you want me to take you home.... ill stay with you for a while if want me to"
She asked softly as she gebtly rubbed hia back, her heart hurting for him as he cried
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I nod. "sure.. I gotta get ready for the game soon though." I say. I hoped that getting on the field would make me feel better, it always did. Once we got back to the house I sit on the couch in the empty living room and stare at the fireplace shaking my head. I knew i had to get up and get ready but I was giving myself a few minutes. Mia helped me calm down on the drive back so maybe she'd help me relax before the game too.
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Mia walked in behind him, watching as he went and sat kn the couch, slowly gling kver tk him and sitting on her knees on the floor between his leg before wralping her arms aeound his waist, he head to his chest,
"Your going to do great today"
She whispered softly to him,
"Ill be there the whole time to watch. Probably be down on the bench with you guys honestly"
She informed as she looked up at him, pulling away slightly as she put her hand on his cheek,
"You got this..."