#Chapter 38: Lovelorn

Enzo

Nina and I shook hands and agreed to be “friends” for now.

“You can’t just let this happen,” Fio growled, angry with me for letting it come to this as I watched Nina walk away.

“I know,” I replied with an outward sigh, sticking my hands in my pockets and making my way toward where my motorcycle was parked.

I wasn’t going to let this happen. For whatever reason, Nina Harper was

special to me and I had to have her. If being a good “friend” for a while was what it would take to get her to see that I was the best choice, then so be it; but that didn’t mean that I wasn’t going to try in some other ways to gain her affection, too.

I went to hockey practice that day and let out my frustrations by training harder than I had in a long time. My teammates were both surprised and annoyed by the grueling training regimen I inflicted on them, but I was too angry to care.

“Enzo, we’ve been doing drills for two hours!” Matt complained, stopping suddenly in the middle of a drill in the middle of the rink and doubling over with his hands on his knees. The other players stopped as well and started complaining, too– all except for Justin, who was the lone teammate to keep pushing through the drill, skating back and forth with all his might on the rink.

himself too

or was he trying

prove something?

I praised him after practice in front of the whole

we got changed in the locker room, which caused a chorus of

I watched them get changed, then shook my head with a sigh

my name. He jogged to catch up

matching my stride. I didn’t slow down, because frankly I didn’t want to be talking to him despite his

said, keeping my gaze straight

just wanted to say I’m sorry for starting that argument with you the other day,” he said. “I’m just angry with myself for doing what I did to Nina. I shouldn’t be taking it out on you. I’m trying to be different from now on.

on people? I thought about how I used to be; how I used to sleep around almost

throat and forced a smile, turning toward Justin and patting him on the shoulder. “I’m glad to hear it,” I said, although what I really wanted to say was “Don’t you dare even try to get back

I

with a somewhat meek smile. “Well, see you tomorrow

as I watched Justin walk away, narrowing my

whatever dumbass angle Justin was trying to get,

morning, I rode my motorcycle to town. I got a haircut, bought myself a new set of clothes — a nice flannel, new jeans, and even a new pair of boots — and then made my

picked up fancy pastries from the bakery. I had never noticed what sort of

would be heading across the quad to get lunch, so I set up a picnic blanket with everything I got for her and stood nearby with the flowers,

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