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Ch. 8
Tragic Tale

My shirt was a bit drier now that I had used the hand dryer from the bathroom on it. It was still a bit damp, but it was better than nipping in front of the whole team.

I double-checked my appearance in the mirror. My pale green shirt was kind of crinkly from all the ringing and drying. My yoga pants weren't harmed and my mahogany hair was still neatly pulled out of my face. Overall, I looked pretty good even with the shirt.

I exited the bathroom and made my way back to the training room.

I hesitated a bit to go inside, unsure if Edward had headed my warning. I turned the corner and peeked in.

He was gone.

I let out a sigh of relief. Thank goodness.

Click. Click. What was that? A feeling of dread filled my stomach as the clicking got closer. I closed my eyes and groaned.

It couldn't be...

"I'm back," his voice taunted.

I turned around to see the same bronze-hair standing only a foot away from me as I stood near the training room entrance.

"I told you to get out." I was annoyed. I was more than annoyed. I was furious. What did I ever do to deserve the pain in the ass that was Edward?

I moved farther into the room, putting more space between us.

"We have more treatments to do, remember? You were supposed to show me some stretches," Edward cocked his head. "If I'm not mistaken?"

I rolled my eyes. "Like you really care about those stretches. You've successfully made two out of the three days I've been here Hell. Congratulations! What else do you want?"

"You see Bella, you seem to have this notion that I have to take orders from you," Edward began. He crutched his way over to the table he had been sitting on before. "Well, I don't." His green eyes pierced mine.

"So what, you proved your dominance over me by pouring water down my shirt? Really intimidating." I crossed my arms in defiance.

"No," he chuckled, as if I hadn't insulted him. "That was just for fun." He grinned wickedly at me. I refused to meet his emerald eyes again as a deep blush filled my cheeks at my embarrassment.

"I'll admit, it was definitely worth it." His eyes dropped to my chest and I crossed my arms, so that his view was blocked. "Anyways, if you didn't act like you owned the place, I probably wouldn't have been rude, of course I don't make any promises," he smirked.

"I wasn't the one who was rude! You were. I walked on the field and you instantly hated me. You poured water down my shirt and you practically assaulted me! For no reason, no explanation, no nothing. And I don't understand why! I deserve to know why!" I demanded, anger boiling beneath my skin. "I'm here to help! But the last three days you've ostracized me. You think it's funny? You think it's okay? Because it is not okay! And I deserve to know why!"

To my surprise, Edward's expression morphed from amusement to almost sadness? I didn't think anything I'd said would've caused such a reaction, though. Edward turned his gaze from me and stared at a floor tile.

"Would you like me to tell you something?"

I nodded, but Edward didn't look up to see it so I spoked. "Yes."

"Last season, this beautiful blonde showed up on the field one day. Hair perfectly curled, perfect features, perfect everything. Absolutely perfect in every way. Her name was Tanya. And she was an intern, just like you." Edward's voice was soft and it was pleasant to listen to as he continued his story. "She was supposed to be there for the team. She was there to 'help'. It was all a big scam. She'd diagnosed us with more serious injuries than we had and sent us to expensive doctors unnecessarily. Later, I found out that she was cutting deals with the doctors to send patients to them and her director was in on it too. I was the one who found out about. No one else on the team even knew. I took it to the coaches and Tanya was expelled and unable to graduate. Aro, her director, was fired as well. I knew something like that would make headlines, so everyone worked to keep it out of the media. the rest of the team still doesn't know. Not even Emmett."

Last year, when I was the trainer for the soccer team, I'd heard about the football scandal, but I hadn't heard the details. I'd just heard that Aro was asked to resign. It was awful that someone could use the team that way, so selfishly.

"I'm so sorry," I whispered. It seemed inappropriate to talk any louder after hearing such a sad tale. Edward didn't acknowledge my condolences.

"I really am sorry," I tried again. "I would never do anything like that. I really am here to help."

Edward's head snapped up. He glared at me, and hopped off the table, grabbing his crutches and moving swiftly across the room.

"I've heard those words before," he said. "I don't want to be disappointed again."

He left, leaving me alone in the room that all of sudden felt very cold as the sound of his crutches made their way farther and farther down the hall.

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