Page 19 of For the Fans
“Can I have one?” I ask, needing the alcohol to help subdue my irritation.
“You’re still seventeen,” my father says pointedly.
“Only for a few more months…” I grunt, feeling like such a child, it stiffens me with irritation. “And last I checked, the drinking age istwenty-one, not eighteen.”
I shoot a fake smile at Avi, and he returns it. But he takes out a second bottle, not waiting for my father to give his approval before he’s stepping over and handing it to me.
My dad doesn’t look pleased, but Hannah jumps in. “I’m sure they’ll be drinking beer in college, Tom. Better they learn to do it responsibly.”
I pause before opening the bottle, watching my father carefully. He concedes with a curt smile at his wife, and I’m fucking frothing with rage just beneath my surface.
If they only knew how hereallyis… He would never allow vices before they showed up. Once when he found Marcus’s cigarette butt outside on the walkway, he screamed at me for so long he nearly lost his voice.
ButAviis allowed to fishbowl his bedroom like he’s backstage at a Kid Cudi concert.It’s fucking ridiculous.
Twisting open the bottle aggressively, I take a long sip, ignoring the rest of them. Their conversing continues while we eat dinner. The burgers, hot dogs, and grilled chicken are accompanied by chitchatting about my dad’s business and how excited they are over his recent signing of some fancy new developer. The money is just rolling in right now, and I know this is all a preface to him insisting that I choose Business as my major at BC.
Football is all well and good for now, but I’m fully aware he expects me to follow in his footsteps and take over the family business, which I have no intention of doing.
So help me, I’ll make it to the NFL just so I don’t have to.
“So, Ky.” Hannah says my name, and when I glance at her, I can tell from her expression that she knows I don’t want to talk about the business stuff. I have to appreciate her trying to keep the peace between Dad and me. That is, until she asks, “How are things going with Becca?”
Avoiding answering, I take a large pull from my bottle of beer.Oh, would you look at that? It’s already empty…
Picking at the label, I murmur, “We broke up.”
“Oh… I’m sorry to hear that,” she responds, sincerely.
“Kyran, that’s a shame,” my dad says, sounding much lessconcernedfor me than he soundsdisappointedin me. “She was a good girl. And you know, there’s nothing wrong with starting college in a relationship. It might even give you some perspective—”
“She cheated on me,” I cut him off, glaring across the table. His face falls as he gawks uncomfortably. My head tilts. “You still think I should have stuck it out?”
He says nothing, just gets up to grab himself another beer.None for me… Thanks, Pops.
“That’s awful, Ky.” Hannah covers my hand with hers on the table. It startles me, and I glimpse at her, shocked by the contact. “You deserve better.”
A scoff comes from the other side of the table, and my face snaps in Avi’s direction. He’s sipping from his bottle, smirk intact.
“What’s your problem?” I squint at him.
He finishes his slow swallow, eyes set on mine. “Nothing. I’m sure you didn’tdeserveto be cheated on.”
“Avi!” Hannah scolds.
“I’m just saying…” he goes on with an indifferent shrug. “Karma’s a bitch. Treat other people like shit and it eventually comes back to you.”
“You sound like a moron,” I grumble.
“Boys,” my dad huffs, shaking his head. “Can’t we have one family dinner where you two aren’t at each other’s throats the whole time?? It’s getting really old.”
Now it’s my turn to scoff. I hate to admit it, but he has a point. Avi and I spend a majority of our every encounter bickering, which is why I make it a point to ignore him as much as humanly possible when you share a house, a school, and a bathroom with someone. Something about just being in his general vicinity turns up my internal frustrations a few hundred notches, and I don’t need the stress.
I just want to get away from him for good.August cannot come soon enough.
“Good point. Let’s change the subject.” Avi leans back in his chair. “I was going to wait until after cake to share the good news, but I can’t hold it in anymore.”
He’s beaming, straight white teeth nearly blinding me. In fact, it’s making me wish Iwasblind, so I didn’t have to see that goddamn smile for one more second. It might be part of the reason I enjoy fucking with him at school… Turning that thing upside down gives me immense pleasure.
