party, which coincidentally I was not invited to, and now they were officially dating. I hung up the phone and sped towards Macie’s.
That was my first mistake. I tried to play the sympathy card and told the cop about my Grandmother. It did not work. He chided me about driving like a maniac, and smirked when he handed me the speeding ticket. I kept my speed down, and after what seemed like an eternity finally made it to her home. She was there. So was Jason. So were a few other people. All of them were seniors, none of them were my friends. They were all loitering around the front yard laughing and having a good time. A couple of them were holding forty ounce beers wrapped in brown bags.
Macie saw me and quickly walked up the front steps to her house. I made a beeline toward her. Jason stepped in between us before I got more than a few feet. “Out of the way fucker. I need to speak to Macie.” I tried to step around him, but like I said earlier, Jason is tall and muscular. Taller than me, definitely more muscle. He deftly stepped in front of me again and held up a hand.
“Just stop and listen to me dude. Macie and I are dating now. It’s nothing against you, it just happened. These things happen. You need to go.”
I stared at him. He seemed sincere, perhaps even sympathetic. I inhaled and tried to keep my emotions in check. “So, how long has this been going on?” I asked quietly. My voice was cracking and I was literally shaking. I could see two of his boys standing behind him grinning and pointing at me like I was some sort of carnival act. Some girl I’ve never seen before was holding her cell phone up at me.
Jason sighed. “It’s been going on a couple of weeks now. Listen Zach, this is not Macie’s fault. She was just confused. She likes you, but just as a friend, okay? The best thing you can do is leave. I’ll have Macie call and explain everything to you later.” My body was numb. I could feel nothing except for a tightening in my chest. Macie refused to look at me. Jason was holding his hands up passively. I was about to turn around and walk away. And then, he smirked.
Aside from the cop, I had seen that smirk once before. Felix, Macie, and I had gone to one of the school’s baseball games a couple of months ago. Jason pitched a terrific game. Only one of the opposing players was able to get a hit in, which was a home run. A couple of innings later, Jason hit him in the head with a wild pitch. After the game, a group of us gathered and we watched as a local newspaper reporter interviewed him. He asked him about the wild pitch. Jason was very apologetic. He said he was trying to throw a slider and it got away from him. He went on to say he was very sorry for injuring the other player, and he would pray for him. The reporter thanked Jason and turned away. When the reporter was not looking, Jason smirked. Just like he was now smirking at me.
I took a swing at him, a roundhouse right I was certain would knock him out. He easily blocked it and replied with a one-two combination. I hit the ground, dazed and humiliated. That would have been enough, I was done for. Once the stars circling in front of my eyes went away, I was going to get up and walk to my truck with as much dignity as I could muster.
It was not to be. While I was lying there, his two boys decided to join in. They ran up and started viciously kicking me. The last thing I saw before losing consciousness was Macie looking at me.
It was the day before Thanksgiving. It was my sixteenth birthday. And yes, it was the worst day of my life.
Chapter 5 - The Beginning
I regained consciousness in an ambulance. My mind was in a fog. I could not yet fully fathom what had just