Chapitre 39: Chapter 39: Rowen

I fucked up.

I fucked up so bad.

I told her she was worth more than that. That she wasn't just an object for someone's pleasure. That she was letting herself be disrespected. And then I treated her like a groupie whore.

And I hate myself for it.

"What are you still doing out here, Rookie?"

I look over at the sound of Daniel's voice. He and Christian are headed my direction. Everyone else went straight to the locker room after practice except me. I decided to stay and do some drills for my cross kick. It's not bad, but it's not as good as I want it to be. Plus, I have this whole mess with Tiffany on my mind so I have energy to burn right now. And I definitely don't want to be in close quarters with Shivel.

"Just doing a little extra practice," I say as I flip the ball up with my toe and catch it as they get closer.

"Three hours of drills and scrimmage wasn't enough for you?"

I shrug. "I'm still keyed up. Might as well take advantage of it."