Corbin: The
College Years, part 15
By
Corbin, corbin@poetic.com
How life tests the endurance, patience, and
sometimes faith of one young woman.
Pre-Story
Introduction/Ranting/Venting/Rambling…
Another question to answer:
Do I get jealous? Yes I do. I think everyone will
get a kick out of this, but I get jealous of other blondes, especially tall
ones, funny huh?
I was standing on the elevator last week when this
6’ Blonde, maybe even 6’ 1”, steps on, fairly attractive…ehhh so-so I
guess…hell I don’t know what the
definition of attractive is…although a tad on the scrawny side. Anyway,
I felt that tiny little pain in my gut, where I was suddenly sizing her up…her
build, making all sorts of comparisons. I had her beat in every department, no
question, except height…DAMN, she beat me by an inch or so. Oh well, maybe I’ll
wear some heels next week…TAKE THAT!!! HA!!!...see, I can be just as petty as
the next person.
Today I was sitting in the weight room when to my
left this girl walks up and picks up a pair of 5lb dumbbells (please don’t
strain yourself, really now). So the girl begins to raise her arms up to her
side and then back down, then back up, but this time in front. She does this
about fifteen times, sets the weights down and walks off. Uhmmmm…..WHAT THE
FUCK WAS THAT ALL ABOUT? You call that a workout? You must be kidding! I see
that happen all the time…pathetic.
Part 15
“What was that all about” Dale asked, looking
back at the door Corbin had just shut.
“Nothing, typical girl stuff” Corbin shook her
head and walked over to her desk to sit back down. Dale looked around for a
second and then cautiously sat down on her bed, watching…studying Corbin’s
mood.
“But is she right? I mean…” Dale pinched his eyebrows
together with concern. He didn’t want to start off with an argument but it did
bother him that maybe he was suddenly shrinking in Corbin’s life.
“Look,” Corbin leaned forward and massaged her
temples, “It’s not as bad as
“Well, if it’s not as bad as
Corbin was on the edge of blowing up…yet again,
but found enough focus to relax as her left elbow propped up on the desk so her
weary head could rest into the palm of her hand. Closing her eyes brought some
relief as she tried to regain her composure, ‘How did everything get so fucked
up’ she thought, considering the stress from everything;
-Friendship with
-Nikki’s friendship getting so intense.
-Mora looking to pick a fight every chance she
got.
-Trying to maintain an ‘A’ grade average.
-And now her boyfriend is sitting here grilling
her AND wanting to get more physically intimate.
“I’m not very good at multi-tasking sometimes I
guess” Corbin sighed and opened her left eye, then her right. But she did start
to wonder, would things improve if she spent less time with Nikki? It did make
some sense…that would mean more time for Dale and Sharon and almost totally
eliminate the physical issues that seems to weave their way into her
relationship with Nikki every time they are together.
“That’s okay, I understand.” Dale sighed and slid
his sandals back and forth across the floor.
“No, it’s not okay, I’ve been a crappy girlfriend
lately and I’ve missed you” Corbin suddenly stood up and walked over to where
he sat, it felt good to take the imitative like this.
“I’ve missed you too” Dale sighed quietly and
looked up, a giant grin forming on his face and suddenly all of his anxieties
melted away as he continued looking up. There was no denying that he was
totally head-over-heels for this girl like no other he had ever met, he stood
up and found himself face to face, well almost as he was a bit taller. He
suspected their was more going on behind those hazel eyes then she was willing
to talk about right now, but his brain had started to shut down…her
intoxicating looks, aroma, hair, body…’I’m doomed’ he thought and smiled. He
felt her arms wrap around his waist and pull him in tight.
“Weakling” He smiled as she pulled him in firmly.
“I am a weak little girl” Corbin smiled and
batted her eye lashes playfully.
“What are you doing?” He smiled nervously feeling
her right hand adjust behind his back.
“Nothing” Corbin shrugged, but he had noticed her
jaw muscles clenching, a prelude to something…it was a physical characteristic
that he picked up on, the way her jaw would tighten prior to her doing anything
physical. And now she was pulling him in tight…very tight against her body as
if applying a bear hug, which he wasn’t minding at all in fact, it was a total
turn on feeling their bodies mash against one another.
“Think this weak little girl can pick you up?”
Corbin smiled in a very uncharacteristic way.
“Corbin, I was just teasing…” Dale shrugged with
a nervous chuckle, he really couldn’t give a shit about what she was doing or
proving…he was getting a major erection right now by her sudden display of
aggression and force. His hands came up to gently stroke her bare arms, all he
could do was contemplate making out, but Corbin had other ideas. Now Corbin was
always afraid of making an ass of herself, thus she rarely showed off…also,
Dale was like almost 6’ 3” and weighed in at least around 220 of muscle but for
some reason it was a turn on to exert herself like this ‘And why now?’ she
wondered, knowing herself like she did, she would probably analyze this little
stunt of hers later, until then her left hand gripped her right wrist. Her body
tensed as she arched her back, because this was probably going to be no easy
task so she had to call into play her Lats, Traps, calf…hamstring…you name it
in order to perform this little balancing act. As for Dale, he was still acting
like she couldn’t do it…or was just playing around not totally sure what was
about to take place.
“Jesus…Corbin…be careful!” He groaned as she was
really going to try and lift him up, his gut reaction was that she might hurt
herself or fall over if she lost her balance. Not to mention it wasn’t the most
comfortable feeling having your guts squished.
“Hold still tough guy…stop squirming…” Corbin
grunted and even managed to maintain a smiled as she arched back a bit further.
“Fine…fine…but don’t blame me if you get hurt!”
Dale snapped, feeling semi-mad, nervous, and a bit silly, “…god-damn…” he
groaned. Actually, he was now curious to see if she could do it and found some
pleasure in anticipating the scolding that he was going to give her
after-the-fact when this little foolish stunt of hers was over with.
“SAY WHAT?” She glanced up into his eyes when her
body suddenly straightened up.
“Okay…okay, you proved your point…whatever that
was…now stop fooling around…” Dale groaned but stopped short of his thought as
he realized his feet were totally off the ground.
“Just a sec…” Corbin grunted and held him there,
for several more seconds before slowly bending her legs; her thighs and calves
worked some overtime to control and balance their combined weights. Upon his
feet resting back she released her clutch from around his torso…
”Are you finished?” Dale snapped and took a step
back, his right hand massaging his ribs and side. It didn’t hurt that bad, he
was pretty muscular, but it made an impression…physically, emotionally and more
importantly in their relationship…psychologically.
“Dale?” Corbin looked on perplexed, “Are you
actually pissed?” trying to figure out his reaction. Honestly, Dale didn’t’
know what to say or think…it was totally fucking with his head, never in his
life had he met or dated a girl that was strong enough to pick him up and yes
he did admit on some subconscious level it turned him on…it really turned him
on. So he lied about why he was irritated…
“Well, that kinda hurt!” He looked over at her,
massaging his waist with both hands now.
“I’m sorry” Corbin looked sad now and came over
touching his torso, “I’m sorry Dale I was just messing around…I’m always
fucking things up…” she sighed, “I thought you’d be impressed”, but that was a
partial truth on Corbin’s part, Corbin did it more for herself, just to see if
she could then to seek his approval, but it sounded like the ‘right’ thing to
say.
“No…no your not fucking anything up…I’m just a
bit…” Dale felt like he was now getting tongue tied in an explanation.
“What…just a bit what?” She quickly tossed his
statement around, analyzing every possible angle.
“Corbin look, I’ve just never dated anyone like
you before…” Dale nervously ran his hands thru his wavy dark brown hair,
He was going to insert his foot into his mouth
big time but realized what a mistake it would be to say ‘Un-ladylike’.
“What does that mean? Like me?” Corbin’s head tilted back with a wounded expression
forming on her face.
“No…no…don’t take it wrong like that…fuck!...I’m
not insulting you here…” He pleaded.
“Well what the hell are you doing?” she took a
step back and placed her hands on her hips.
“Look, can’t we just forget this whole silly
thing…I haven’t seen you in a few days and it’s killing me…” Quick change of
subject his mind was scrambling for, but he knew, Corbin wasn’t going to let it
go and sure enough…
“What silly thing?...Now it’s a silly thing!”
Corbin waved her arms out to her side as she rolled her eyes.
“Oh god” He groaned and turned around to sit back
down on the bed, “Here we go” he mumbled.
“Here we go is right” Corbin fumed.
“Look, I’m just used to dating more frilly,
ditzy…” Oh boy did he regret that comment as he watched Corbin’s eyes narrow
with an emotional storm that started brewing…the light hazel was gone…replaced
with a darker hue…
“CORBIN! What are you thinking!” Dale snapped as
he leaned back, his fearful eyes growing wide as he watched her left fist rear
back but suddenly stop, he was sitting…frozen…in awe that she was getting ready
to slug him, or so it appeared.
“Then you go date one of them! Why are you even
with me? Go down to one of the Sorority houses…bars…or whatever the fuck you
football goons like to pick…” Corbin swallowed hard, but couldn’t keep the
tears from showing, her words seemed to seethe from between her front teeth.
“Stop…stop…stop!” He tried to jump in verbally,
but she continued. Her left arm un-cocked from the punch she was ready to
deliver, instead she stuck the same arm out in front of him, her fist clenching
tight as her forearm and biceps flexed. His eyes looked on transfixed, like
cords of rope twisting under her skin suddenly became etched in definition.
“You see this…I’ve worked too damn hard for
this…for so long…” the tears came a little faster now, “…and if you think I’m
going to stop…because you have a problem with me…”
“God damn it! Your totally misunderstanding
me…twisting it all around!” Dale jumped to his feet trying to take the
offensive in the argument, “I love everything about you…the way you are…from
the moment I first saw you…you know that. Why are you getting so hostile and
defensive…I’m just trying to say, poorly I might add,” His hands came out to touch
her shoulders but it was no use she pulled away and paced towards the bathroom,
then back in his direction but remained out of arms reach.
“Corbin, it’s not like you’re the first girl I’ve
ever come across that is in great shape, come on, I’ve been going to the gym
and have been around many girl’s that are very fit…true none that could lift me
off the ground like that…” and his eyes seemed to drift in thought as if he was
still amazed by the whole thing, “…but that is in NO WAY a bad thing…please…I mean,
don’t I get a fucking break in any of this? This is a lot for a guy to take in
dating someone that is so independent, focused on school and sports, not all
caught up in social-minded games. I’ve never been jealous when I’ve dated a
girl, I know that’s an egotistical thing to say, but I see how guys look and
talk about you…always hitting on you and I find myself unraveling when I even
think about you being with or around another guy. Also, every time I turn
around there’s something else that totally throws me for a loop…shit…please
stop being so mad with me…”
She wasn’t sure, but the red complexion in Dale’s
face really shot her in the heart, his eyes glazed with a tearful look that
really shook her. Yet Corbin just turned away as her left fist came up and
gently pressed against her lips, “I’m not as strong as you think” she sighed
reflecting on several things, getting lost in her own thoughts. This time she
didn’t pull away when he came up behind her and touched her on the shoulders,
“Look…” He took a deep breath before speaking
again, “…in so many ways your far more feminine then any other girl I’ve ever
been out with…it’s like they hide so much of their real beauty behind makeup,
fancy bullshit clothes, perfume, hair color…shit the list goes on…and you’re
just like…’This is me, take it or leave it’”
Corbin lowered her head and smiled, slowly
turning around in his loose embrace, “So if I did my hair up and put on a nice
dress, heels and all that bullshit you would dump me?” Her light hearted coy
grin came back.
“Let’s not get carried away, I would make an
exception in your case” He smiled with a sigh.
“Sorry about that…” Corbin nodded back to the
edge of the bed where she had picked him up.
“No…don’t be…I just…” Dale’s left hand came up
and massaged his forehead as he avoided eye contact.
“Will you just spit it out” Corbin sighed
impatiently.
“It’s hard to admit that YES, it kind of turned
me on…okay! Jesus…” He fumed and looked away not sure why he was feeling so
uneasy about admitting that.
“Well I can’t promise to make a habit out of
trying to pick you up but…we’ll see…” Corbin chuckled and was relieved when he
smiled and nodded, ‘Finally the dark clouds are lifting off this relationship’
Corbin thought and stepped back, grabbing his right hand, “Let’s go for a walk”
she smiled.
“Sounds good” he responded.
“You know,” She pulled his arm in close to
against the side of her body, “If it would make you feel better you can pick me
up and carry me” She smiled up at him.
“I plan to take you up on that” He smiled and
just looked forward to the walk ahead, the overcast sky helped cool things
off. Yet Corbin did have an ulterior
motive for the walk and was thankful they found some privacy as they headed in
the direction of Duke Chapel; there were plentiful areas of wooded seclusion
for them to talk without interruption. All of his worries seemed to wash away
as he felt her stroke his forearm, but there was no mistaking the fact that
Corbin was somewhere else, although he wouldn’t have to wait long to find out
why.
“Dale look, we’ve been getting more and more
serious lately and I know the extent of our physical relationship has been
limited to kissing…and I know you want more…” Corbin sighed. ‘This is going to
give me a heart attack’ he thought, one second they are having a relaxing walk
and the next second it sounds like she is getting ready to drop a major bomb.
His initial hope is that she was going to give him the green light on sex…’oh
please god…please let it be yes!, hell I’d settle for a blow job even’. Taking
a deep breath he could feel his heart hammer in his chest as he leaned forward.
“No…it’s not bad, and I know I should have asked
this upfront, but I want…” Corbin rolled her eyes and he watched the way her
forearm muscles tensed with anxiety, especially since she was now clutching his
biceps and could feel how strong she really was. Another major turn on, dating
someone who was so freaking strong as Corbin was actually a bit intimidating,
more then proven earlier by her lifting stunt.
“What? You’re killing me here” He leaned forward
some more with a nervous smile.
“I want you to go get tested” Corbin blurted it
out and then held her breath, waiting for something…his reaction…an
explosion…something.
“Tested for what?” He looked at her as his mind
spun with confusion.
“Well, for everything” She shrugged.
“Everything…as in WHAT?” He leaned back
defensively.
“As in you want me to spell it out for you?”
Corbin cringed with irritation as her eyes squinted.
“YES, I deserve that Corbin…are you asking me
have some STD testing? Is that it? Cause if it is…” Dale defensively pulled his
arms away from her grip, Corbin had let go in any case as she could tell this
was going to go none too well.
“Cause if it is what?…Tell me what?
You’re not going to do it?!” Corbin looked up at him in disbelief and placed
her hands on her strong hips.
He looked around for privacy and then quickly
back at her, “I’ve been tested so many fucking times over these past years,
because of sports…donating blood so I know I am clean” He said, “Jesus, I can’t
fucking believe you!” He started to get mad.
“Well too-boo-hoo-fucking bad!” Corbin snapped
and pointed to the ground, “You hound me constantly to get more intimate with
you, touching…holding…kissing…but I’ve never been with anyone Dale and you
have…I have to know for my own piece of mind…” Corbin’s lower lip trembled. She
really wasn’t so upset with Dale or the testing, but everything was starting to
come to a head now.
“So does this mean we are going to start having
sex?” His voice lowered as he folded his arms across his chest, his tone
authoritative as if he could command a ‘yes’ from her.
“Shit Dale” Corbin huffed and she turned away,
pacing a few times before taking a deep breath, “No” she finally stopped and
looked him in the eyes.
“Then what is the fucking point!” He shook his
head in disbelief.
“Because I am paranoid about my health, that’s
why…because I have a right! Because I said so…take your fucking pick!” Corbin
leaned forward, she was actually clenching her teeth now so her words seethed
out of her mouth, “…AND…AND there will be no more kissing…or anything until I
know!” Corbin felt the blood rushing to her face as her heart pounded.
“Then you get your ass tested as well!” Dale shot
back.
“Fine, I will!” Corbin snapped and actually felt
a little spit fly off her lower lip she was so enraged.
“Fine!” Dale waved his hand in the air as if
shooing a fly before turning around to storm off leaving her standing there
alone.
“Fine!” Corbin yelled at him as he walked away
and proceeded to pace in small circles, wiping the steady flow of sweat now
pouring over her face as she mumbled curse words to herself. She actually felt
her arms and knees shaking from the argument and carefully looked around as she
walked behind a large tree for even more privacy. “Fuck” Corbin sighed as she
leaned against the tree wiping the tears from her eyes, only a few sobs escaped
her lips as she tried collecting herself, but felt foolish leaning against a
tree crying. Slowly she pushed off and kept walking in the direction of the
Chapel. It was all a blur, she remembers going inside and sitting in one of the
last pews to rest, it had been so long since she had been and it felt good
inside…nice and cool…but most of all so very quiet too. She leaned forward and
folded her arms on the backrest in front of her, it would look like she was
praying, but in fact she just wanted to rest, and the place was mostly deserted
so she didn’t worry about being disturbed.
“Miss?...Miss?” The voice seemed as if it was in
a dream.
“Huh?” Corbin rolled her head across her forearm
and slowly sat up, a man was standing to her left in the pew, gently touching
her on the shoulder.
“You okay? You’ve been here a long time,” He
said.
“Uhm…” Corbin’s groggy eyes looked around and she
slowly got to her feet, “…how long?” her hands brushed away the blonde hair
from around the front of her face.
“I don’t know, maybe a couple of hours…you’re
welcome to stay, it’s just that it’s getting late” He sighed with a faint smile.
“No I need to go, thanks” Corbin followed him out
of the aisle and gave a thanks before walking out. “Wow, I really did drift
off” She mumbled, it was dark outside as she walked back across campus to her
dorm. She checked her messages on her cell phone; One from Nikki, two from
~~~~~~~
Corbin didn’t change into her uniform before
practice, but went straight to Carla’s office, she was greeted with a smile as
she entered which alleviated some of her anxieties; Anxieties that were soon
replaced with another set of concerns when she found out it was Mora’s position
she would be expected to step into. There was no hiding in the shadows now
Corbin considered, her performance on the field
would be out there for everyone to judge…especially Mora, who stared
hateful daggers at her while they changed.
Mora didn’t know what it was, but every bit of
hate she could muster seemed directed at the blonde that day and getting
knocked back to some second-stringer was the final humiliating blow as they
headed out to practice.
‘That wasn’t so bad’ as Corbin stood there, hands
on hips as she watched several team members disperse and head back to the
locker room. Her eyes gazed across the field towards the row of trees in the
distance, sort of daydreaming.
Mora looked down at her feet and stared at the
black and white soccer ball, it lay there…motionless…it seemed to want a purpose…it
wanted to be kicked. The Latin girl’s eyes slowly traveled up until she saw
Corbin standing about twenty feet away, the back of her head coming into Mora’s
focus…like a cross-hair forming on the blonde’s skull, she continued to stare.
One…two…three…Mora counted as she took measured steps back, her heart pounding
in her chest as her fists clenched and unclenched, over and over.
*POW* Like an explosion inside Corbin’s brain,
her entire head rocked forward as her strong neck muscles felt like they might
rip from their very base. Involuntarily her arms flew out as she was falling
forward, “What the fuck?” Corbin gasped as her head spun and an incredible ache
began to fill her skull. She felt woozy and nauseous as she swayed back and
forth on all fours trying to get her bearings and to figure out what the hell
just happened.
“Oh shit Corbin, I’m so sorry” she heard the
voice say.
“You okay” Nikki’s voice came from across the
field, coming closer, several other girl’s were beside her now, but what really
stood out in Corbin’s mind, was the sound of laughter…some of them were
laughing at her as she was helped to her feet.
‘No, I’m not okay’ Corbin thought to herself, she
was far from okay and seeing Mora’s smile of satisfaction made Corbin almost
loose it…loose it in the sense she wanted to just blubber like some baby. Damn
near close to it already as she felt the tears run down her cheeks…she was sick
and tired of being humiliated by this little bitch.
“Oh poor baby, you going to squirt a few tears
because of a small knock upside the head,” Mora laughed and placed her hands on
her hips, “It was just an accident, maybe you better go lay down” and a few of
the girls chuckled. That was it, Corbin snapped, it was the first time in her
life that she could remember seeing red, blood red…death incarnate rising up
from the recesses of her brain as she looked across the space separating her
and that laughing idiot Mora.
“Corbin don’t!” Bev yelled and came at her from
Corbin’s left, but Corbin’s brain had checked out, her right hand shot out to
block Bev’s advance. But it was more than a block and Corbin regretted that,
Bev didn’t deserve it, but she wasn’t allowing anyone to stop her as she simply
twisted her entire body and slammed the palm of her right hand into Bev’s
chest, right above the girl’s breasts.
“FUCK” Bev grunted and was literally knocked
back, off her feet; it felt like she had been hit by a truck, her back slamming
into the ground leaving her breathless and gasping for air. A pain shot thru
her chest from where Corbin’s hand had whacked her, “Jesus Corbin” She
whimpered and rolled on the ground clutching the area right below her collar
bone.
Corbin would not have to wait long, Mora saw the
blonde moving towards her and her eyes lit up with excitement…she charged
Corbin, her fists clenched. “I’m going to kill you,” Mora growled and this time
no one else got in the way, the rest of the team simply must have figured it
was time to let this play out. Enough was enough…
Corbin saw Mora charge her, amazing how the
smaller girl was fearless…she so wanted this showdown to happen and now it was
at hand. Nikki looked on and her heart was racing, she worried for Corbin…for
Mora, she would have jumped to help the downed Bev, but her eyes were
transfixed upon the train wreck getting ready to happen. Mora practically leapt
at the blonde, her right fist cocking back to strike while Corbin simply kept
coming at her. Corbin had no plan of attack, she just wanted to grab the girl
and break her into a million pieces. At the last second Corbin also moved in,
she decided that if Mora wanted to charge in, so be it, but all Corbin could
think about was deflecting the attack. Fortunately, all Mora could think about
was slugging it out…it wasn’t immediately clear who would benefit; Corbin
latched onto the front of Mora’s shirt, they had closed the distance so quickly
that Mora misjudged the distance and her right forearm, not her fist, hit
Corbin on the left side of her head. Corbin’s triceps flexed and kept Mora from
slamming into her, but she was also simultaneously twisting her body to the
right allowing Mora’s momentum to continue. Mora felt her entire body continue
moving thru the air, now beyond her own control, but she was still in fight
mode and threw her left fist in a wide arching motion even as she felt her body
tossed aside. Corbin felt totally possessed and flung Mora thru the air; the
combination of Mora’s charge and Corbin tapping into her strength made for a
devastating effect. Yet Mora’s left hook found contact on Corbin’s right cheek,
it was a glancing wild blow, but still cocked Corbin’s head to the left
briefly, it would definitely leave a bruise.
Mora was literally flying thru the air now and
then everything was moving fast…faster then she could react as the ground
seemed to fly up towards her and she slammed into the earth. Her injured
shoulder, her left shoulder…took most of the impact and Mora screamed in agony
as it exploded in pain upon impact. Corbin’s right hand was touching her cheek
as she watched Mora stagger to her feet, her left arm hanging down to her side,
looking painful but still useful as her fist was tightly clenched. Indeed,
Mora’s body and mind were screaming in agony, but she fought thru it and the
two girls circled one another, sweat dripping off their shaking bodies. But
Mora wasn’t waiting for Corbin to get her fists up and swung her right fist,
her target was the perfect little kisser on the blonde. She wanted to smash
those lips and tear up the girl’s perfect, white teeth. Corbin jerked her head
back, blonde hair flying in all directions as the punch sailed past her face,
her eyes darted around and found that the entire right side of Mora’s body lay
open, ‘Jesus’ Corbin thought to herself as if she pictured the end result of
what was going to happen…the punch, the effect…the after-effect all played out
in her mind.
Nikki didn’t even know who this girl was, Corbin
had that classic ‘crazed’ look in her eyes as she went on the attack. She
watched as every muscle, from calf up to forearm coil, and twisting with
staggering power before exploding outward. There was a surge of glee went up
inside Nikki as Corbin was not holding back any longer, not second guessing
herself…but is that a good thing now? She wondered.
Corbin felt the uniform connect with her knuckles
and then give and while Mora’s body was fit and tone, it didn’t seem to make
any difference. Corbin initially wondered if she had hit the girl at all, and
that’s when she realized that not only had she plowed deep into Mora’s gut, she
had actually lifted the girl off her feet. It was only when she pulled her fist
back the dark haired girl simply slumped to the ground; the sound of her
breathing was dangerously short, coming in sharp wheezes that soon turned into
agonizing dry heaves as Mora’s body curled up into a fetal position. It seemed
as if she was trying to almost vomit but nothing was coming out.
Nikki charged in and grabbed Corbin’s shoulders
pushing her back a couple of steps, “Stop now!”
“Out of my fucking WAY!” Corbin screamed and
grabbed Nikki under her armpits. Nikki felt her self practically lifted and
pushed aside, it was unnerving to feel totally helpless as all she could do
know was struggle to stay standing. Her left leg skidded across the grass as
she fought to keep her balance, but ended up dropping to her knees and then all
fours.
Out of the corner of Corbin’s right eye Crissy
was advancing to also block Corbin from heading towards the downed Mora, but
Corbin spun around unleashed her venom on the advancing girl, “You can join
your fucking buddy bitch!” Corbin snapped. Crissy’s right arm was reaching out
and Corbin’s left hand latched onto the girl’s forearm, while Corbin’s right
hand found and clamped around Crissy’s throat for leverage; “Corbin no!” She
screamed but the blonde was already using all her strength and weight to sling
the poor girl in a semi circle before letting go, like a shot-put. Her body
crashed to the ground flopping over repeatedly in a roll that had arms and legs
flailing, kicking up a billow of dirt. She wasted no more time and leapt
towards Mora, grabbing her by the back of her head and shirt,
“Get up…you want to fight, well get your sorry
ass up cause today is your lucky day” Corbin seethed and pulled her up,
ignoring her screams and gasps for air as she clutched her gut. “You thought
that shit was funny, didn’t you? Well let me tell you…you’re fucking dead”
Corbin spewed her venom at Mora and propped the girl up by her throat, cocking
her left fist back. Thankfully, everyone was there; Nikki…Katie…the remaining
members of the team, maybe nine or ten, had all jumped in to restrain Corbin,
but her right leg managed to kick free and slam into Mora’s hip with tremendous
force, knocking the girl back to the ground.
“You even look at me wrong; I am going to make
this beating seem like a friendly chit-chat”
“Get the fuck off me!” Corbin yelled and yanked
her left fist, her arm popped free and flew around, accidentally plowing into
one girl’s face, knocking the poor unsuspecting down and wailing in agony from
the punch. Corbin’s feet kicked and body twisted as she actually seemed to be
fighting her way free; Yet amongst the chaos, confusion and rage, Corbin heard
Nikki’s voice in her left ear…it was soothing, soft…and she wasn’t fighting,
no, she was merely holding her more like hugging her in a friendly embrace.
”Corbin…please stop…” Nikki kept repeating, she
held on and slowly Corbin felt the anger subside…even quicker when Corbin
spotted one of the Assistant Coaches running across the field and with it
reality.
“Corbin come with me now!” The coach said and
pulled the blonde free of the throng of girls. Corbin suddenly slumped and
rested her head against the Coach’s left shoulder and began to sob, she didn’t
know why, but one instant she was filled with total, uncontrollable rage and the
next…sadness.
Sitting, she held the ice pack against her right
cheek as she leaned forward, wiping the tears from her eyes, the Head coach and
two assistants were now with her in his office.
“Corbin, your suspended…well, not officially…just
until we can get things settled down, both you and Mora. And then we’ll meet
again, separately and then with the two of you together once we’ve decided what
to do. It’s really going to come down to a team decision” he sighed.
“I understand…” Corbin gasped and sat up straight
as she choked back her emotions, “…but, but in my defense…I just want to say
that I was setup…when Coach Overbeck put me in Mora’s position she knew there
was bound to be a blow up because of my past with her.” Corbin glanced up at
the coach she was referring to. Coach Overbeck looked down at Corbin, into the
girl’s bloodshot eyes and nodded her head in recognition of what Corbin was
driving at.
“That will all be taken into consideration” The
head coach piped up, now get checked out and cleaned up, and then ask that Mora
also come in.
Corbin slowly stood up and took several deep
breaths as her hand rested on the door knob, slowly she opened the door and
looked over her shoulder at the Coaches, “I’m truly sorry, thanks…” She sighed
and walked out.
“Crissy…” Corbin walked up behind the girl as she
was getting dressed to try and make amends.
“Forget about it” Crissy mumbled.
“Look, I’m…”
“I said drop it!” Crissy snapped and glared at
Corbin, but quickly looked away. Corbin felt her heart pound with regret and
took a step back, she just wanted to get the hell out and get back to her dorm
room to rest. Only a few girls, of course Nikki, hung around and tried to
reassure Corbin that she had no other choice but to stand up for herself. But the worse
feeling of it all was how so many of her team members were looking and acting
different around her, ‘Maybe they just want to give me some space? Or they
never liked me to begin with’
“Thanks for the ride Nik” Corbin sighed, “I think
I’m just going to spend some time alone tonight and rest” She looked up and
could tell Nikki didn’t want to leave her. Nikki stepped in to give a hug,
“It’s going to be okay” she sighed into Corbin’s ear.
“I hope so” Corbin whimpered and quickly
collected herself before heading upstairs. As she trudged into the building and
up the stairs, she could sense the oddest feeling, that although there was this
overall somber feeling starting to settle in, it also felt
liberating…dangerous…and oddly satisfying to look back on what happened. She
had lived so much of her life trying to ‘play it safe and not cause waves’, but
now people knew where she stood and like her…love her…or hate her…people were
starting to know exactly how far they could push Corbin before she pushed back.
It some way it was like she was defining who she was…’I’m sorry people got
hurt, but I’m glad I did it and I’m not going to feel sorry or punish myself
over it’.
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Post story rant…
I didn’t see Mora till the next day and instantly
there were many regrets; She was limping and her left arm was in a sling, her
face had a couple of bad bruises although I don’t remember hitting her in the
face…then again, so many things happened in such a short period of time it’s
hard to recount everything in detail.
I had a small bruise on my cheek, but it was
barely noticeable, once again I somehow managed to come thru unscathed. It
seemed to only pile on the resentment, more girls’...their boyfriends even,
seemed anxious for me to take a major spill. As if I had this chip on my
shoulder…what fucking chip?! If there was one there, I didn’t put it there…THEY
DID!
There I go…’blaming again’ as
Anyway, I don’t know if that little fight on the
soccer field set Mora straight, but I was never going to let her blind side me
again and took the initiative, regardless of how bad she was feeling. I could
have confronted her in front of her friend’s right in the student commons, but
chose a more private moment to lay it on the line. I knew she could have run back
and ratted on me that I threatened her, but I was thinking less and less
clearly during that year of my life. Basically, I cornered her and asked her if
we had any more problems between us, cause if we did we were going to get-it-on
right there in the parking lot. Shit, I can remember that moment like it just
happened yesterday, it was so fucking hot and humid that day, and the heat
coming up off the blacktop was almost unbearable. Okay, as I was saying, when I
saw her as I quickly crossed the lot I already knew the answer, it was in her
eyes, it wasn’t even the same Mora looking at me…why does that bother me…even
sadden me now, like I beat the spirit out of her or something. But she started
it you know? So anyway, she had this fear in her eyes I had never noticed and
seemed to almost tear up when I suggested we slug it out in the parking lot if
there were any more issues to resolve.
What the fuck was wrong with me? Telling some
girl in the middle of a campus lot that I was going to start reigning down punches
if she crossed me again.
By the way, the mighty do fall…and mine was
coming…at least in my eyes I it was my lowest moment.