Escaping Reality

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~•Evan's Point of View•~

Could today get any worse? I woke up late so in turn, I am running late for practice. I lost my keys to the truck so now I have no way to get to the field. My phone didn't charge last night so it's at 37% and now my father is going to be super pissed when I call to tell him to come and pick me up.

"Where the hell are you?" He answers on the second ring.

"At the apartment, I can't find my car keys. I need a ride."

"Damn it, Evan. I can't leave practice so you better figure out a way to get and make it fast." He hangs up.

I choose to ignore the warning in his voice and slip on a shirt. Hopefully, Andy can give me a ride. Taking off in a run down the street to my friend's house, I don't notice the girl walking around the corner until I smack into her. f*****g hell. Great going, Evan.

"f**k, I am so sorry! I had no idea you were right there." I quickly apologize, letting my hands drop when I'm sure she's not going to fall.

"Watch where you're going asshole." She snaps and I don't blame her.

Possibly the most gorgeous blue eyes meet mine. Despite the redness in them, they manage to make my heart skip a beat. I notice her assessing me so, I think, I can do the same. She's short, not much taller than 5'3". The clothes she is wearing hang low on her almost frail body. She looks like she has been through hell, probably has but underneath I can tell she's beautiful. 

I offer my name and hand, unable to stop the smirk from sneaking onto my face. Oh yeah, I totally know you're checking me out. Her eyes snap back to mine, the fire shining through the haze she seems to be in. 

"Doesn't concern you. Now get the hell outta my way." She tries to step around me, but I mimic her steps, letting her know I am not moving until she gives me her name. It's not like it really matters but I just don't want her to leave yet. I know there's a small chance I'll ever see her again but that doesn't stop me from telling her no.

"Eliana." She finally grumbles, shooting me a lethal glare. I find myself using a cheesy line, which she responds with an eye roll before finally pushing passed me.

I can't help but laugh even harder when she shoots me the finger before she goes inside the apartment complex where my friend lives. So maybe I will be seeing her more around. Actually, I know I will.

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My heart pounds rapidly in my ears, perspiration coating my forehead. The sun above me shines down and a slight breeze blows. It's times like these where I'm focused on the task at hand. All thoughts flee and I only have one goal. All the noise fades away and nothing else matters.

I distinctly hear the whistle blow and everyone is quickly in motion. I dodge past my opponents, looking for an opening and as soon as I see my chance, the ball comes hurtling at me. Not missing a single beat, I catch and run. Pushing my legs to the limit, pushing past everyone. I'm almost to the goal when I feel something ram into my side, knocking me off balance.

The ground rushes up as my back greets it. Dazed only slightly, I gaze up into the clear blue sky. I see a form looking in front of me and as I adjust my eyes, the surroundings come rushing back.

"s**t, man. I didn't think I'd hit you that hard. You didn't even see me coming like you normally do?" Andy grins, offering his hand to help me up.

"You purposefully ran into me with the sole intention of knocking me down you little s**t. Don't even deny it." 

"Okay, maybe I did but it's all apart of the game." He shrugs, clapping my shoulder.

"Yeah but this is just practice, not the damn game." 

"Man up will you? Did I also knock down that big f*****g ego of yours?" Despite myself, I laugh along with him.

Jogging over to retrieve my water, I glance over at my dad. He's staring at me hard, which he always does when I f**k up. Unable to meet his gaze any longer because knowing him, I dread when I am alone with him again.

Using my hand to slick my hair back, I quickly swallow all my water and focus my attention once again on Andy.

"Who is that girl that lives in your apartment complex? The one with the red hair?" I get an eyebrow raise in response to my question.

"I don't know. Her name's Ellie or something another and she lives with her roommate, Katie. I only see her around rarely and it's always late at night when she comes stumbling home." 

"Huh." I say more to myself more than to him.

"Why?" He implores.

"Oh, I just bumped into her earlier when I was heading to your place. Her name is Eliana by the way." For some reason I felt the need to divulge that information and once again, I get a weird face in return. I decide not to fill him in on the real reason why I questioned in the first place.

Truth is, I couldn't really stop thinking about her since the encounter. It's probably stupid but, there's just something about her. Other than the obvious irritation directed towards me, there was something else in her eyes. Pain, regret, or something along the line of those emotions. It draws me in and I want to know whats the cause of that emotion. Now I sound cliche and cheesy but at least I'm honest.