Elio’s knuckles already started to throb from hitting Enrique, but he kept it clutched at his side. He didn’t know why he let these stupid comments affect him. It’s not like Ricky had anything for Elio to be jealous of. If anything, he felt sad for him. He and his brother’s relationship were strained for some reason and Ricky couldn’t seem to let whatever that was drop, just like what happened with Lenora which was years ago now. He seemed like such an insecure guy and used his sexuality to make it seem like he had something to hold over everyone. “Same team or not, I don’t fcking like you Elio. So do me a favor, fck the hell off back to whatever hole you came from, and please, take Lenora with you.” It was like Ricky was just talking to talk. Maybe he liked the sound of his own voice. No, not a maybe that was most likely 100% true. “Really? Esposito? Do you really want to talk about selfishness with me? Look in the fcking mirror. You’re the least trustworthy teammate here.” Elio let out a laugh that those words had even came from his lips. Was this a joke? Everyone knew that when it came to the game he would be there and show up. He wouldn’t do anything to harm his teammates if it put game in jeopardy. Clearly, Enrique didn’t have that same mentality since the last play at practice proved otherwise.
“When you’re not fcking Lenora, you’re sleeping with one our girls” “Says you of all people!” Elio shot back to his comment. “You just really can’t help but sleep with the whole school can you? Are you really that lonely that you need to put your dck in anything that looks your way?” He knew Ricky’s list of girls he was gotten with was longer than most peoples and was that really something to be proud of? Yeah, Elio did have one of his own but not nearly as long and he usually didn’t sleep with the girls and that was because of Lenora. He may mess around but he can keep it in his pants unlike Enrique who couldn’t stop himself.
“Honestly… thank god your little brother is dead because he would have had a sh!tty role model if he was still alive… don’t you think so?” When those words entered Elio’s ears, he let his shoulders tensed immediately and his eyes darkened. This was a sore subject which hit Elio hard. Unknowingly, Enrique said one of the worst things he could’ve to Elio. Actually, to anyone in his family in that case. He felt blinding rage take over his entire body. It nearly consumed him. He was not able to control himself anymore. He knew he wasn’t able to swallow down his frustration this time.
“Shut,” Elio’s hand reached out and grabbed Enrique by the collar of his uniform. He felt himself shove his entire body into the existing lockers behind him. “the hell,” The metal clambered loudly as the bulky shoulder pads Elio’s opponent had on hit them. “up!” As he did so he also heard a bit of rasp of tearing from the collar of the uniform. As those four words came out of his mouth, they were ragged. Coming out with each hot breath of his.
Those who were in the locker room changing all froze and let their eyes be drawn to the commotion. “Never, ever speak of my brother again.” Elio broke the grip he had on the collar of the shift and now he grabbed Ricky’s shoulder as he tried to soccer kick his shin to knock him to the ground. Instead of just straight to the ground, he was dumped over the wooden bench, side first, to the ground. “[color= AFE1AF]You know nothing.”[/color] Elio mumbled before he clamped his jaw shut. Elio stood over him and wanted to continue but he had to hold himself back. “If I ever hear you speak of him or anyone in my life again, I won’t stop.” And he meant this. With the adrenaline in his body, he felt himself shake slightly and to get rid of this, Elio turned quickly on his heels to face the metal lockers that his fist came in contact with, though he wished it was Ricky’s face again. His knuckles were sure to be swollen and maybe even broken after that which he knew would affect his game time now.
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