Story:Cloricia "Tex" Teixeira: To Start a New 3
Cloricia "Tex" Teixeira: To Start a New 3
Written by Wolfnumber9
September 16, 2017: The draft party. Ugh! I’m so glad the summer is over. I mean, it wasn’t bad, trust me this time. Things were actually pretty good this summer. Sadly, my team couldn’t get a championship last season, but after the season was over I got to spend a lot of time at my camp. That’s right! MY CAMP! That’s still pretty crazy to say or even think in my head. I’m no special all-star FBA player, but it only took one guy with a pipe dream to give me this opportunity. Now, this guy is my finacial manager, or just a fancy term so we don’t call each other boyfriend and girlfriend. Alright, yes! It’s true. I’ve fallen for another guy. But I like Mike. He’s cute, he’s funny, and he just idolizes me so much, and there was no friend-zone time like with Josh. I had a good feeling about him, but I especially felt good about tonight. Tonight, we relax and watch to see who gets to be the new rookies. I was here with my usual crew, Teresa, Mike, and a bottle of champagne and we were ready to party and chill for the night.
“Hey Tex?” Asked Mike from the couch. “You got the rice ready? I’m almost done with the chicken.”
“Yea. It’s been done Mike. Vamanos. You said you could cook the best chicken a coyote can make.”
“I can if you don’t rush me.”
“Oh, you two get a room.” Interrupted Teresa. “That way I can have champagne and the chicken all to myself.”
“You wish you drunk.” I answered.
“Hey! I am not a drunk.” Teresa said as she playfully fell onto the couch. “Unless it’s Friday.”
“Um…” Said Mike, but I quickly put my finger on his mouth to keep him quiet.
Finally, time went by and the food was finally done. We prepared the table and the everyone sat down comfortable.
“Alright, let’s pray.” Said Mike.
“You say grace babe.” I asked.
“Sure.” He answered and he held my hand tight.
I held Teresa’s and we all bowed our head. I’ll be honest that I was a bit lost in the moment you know? I am here with a friend I haven’t seen since I was a kid a and guy that I’ve known for a year that has stolen my heart and I’m a FBA player. It’s like a dream you know? I don’t have a championship or any awards yet but...I have these two. That’s good for now.
“Amen” We said together.
“Now, let’s finally..” Teresa was then cut off by my phone ringing. “Well that was rude.”
“Sorry, I was just going to…” I was stone silent once I saw who was calling. It was my dad. Of all the times to ruin my night, this would be the perfect timing for it wouldn’t it.
“Fuck, I have to take this. It’s my dad.” I said as I got up and left the room.
“Oh, well hurry back. The draft already started.” Called out Mike.
“Yea, you’re going to miss the goofy jokes in the beginning.” Called out Teresa.
I couldn’t really listen to them now. I had to answer this call. I made the choice of not seeing my dad this year because of all the stress he caused. I just send him a check every month to help him out and that’s it...but I should’ve visited him. I answered the phone quickly and said:
“Hello? Papa? Hey, I’m sorry I didn’t see you this summer. I’ve been so busy with the FBA and things like that and…”
“Listen Cloricia, that’s not important right now.” He interrupted. I was a bit shocked that he wasn’t mad...but I had a feeling something was wrong.
“Look Cloricia...are you alone?”
“Yea, I’m in my room. Why?” There was silence. “Papa, what’s going on?”
“They found cocaine at the house...I’m in jail hija.”
“You...YOU WHAT!?” I screamed. I couldn’t even see straight. I didn’t even know what was happening. I didn’t want it to be true.
“I’m sorry Cloricia…”
“NO! NO! YOU DIDN’T! YOU NEVER DO DRUGS! WHEN DID YOU START DOING DRUGS!”
“I can’t explain right now. I just need your help to get out of here.”
“NO! PAPA, WHAT THE FUCK! YOU DON’T JUST CALL ME AND TELL ME THAT! WHY DID YOU….WHAT EVEN?...FUCK!”
I was banging my head at the wall at this point. My dad...is now in jail...for cocaine...COCAINE! It was enough for him to ruin his liver!
“I have to go now hija. Please, I know I haven’t been a good father, but I need you right now.”
Before he could say a word, the phone hung up. I just stood there. What was I supposed to do? Bailing out my dad? That would be my whole fucking salary...just why is this happening to me.
After crying my eyes out, I went back to the living room where the food was. Mike and Teresa were waiting for me with smiles. Obviously, the didn’t here me bang my head through a wall.
“Tex!” Teresa started. “You missed it! Bangor just gave everyone such a big surprise and…”
I sat down and barely looked at them. My mind just felt foggy. I looked at the large champagne bottle and grabbed the whole thing.
“Um, baby?” Asked Mike. “You okay?”
“Oh you know...my dad is in jail for cocaine possession...what the fuck else is new.”
I then drank right from the champagne bottle and plopped it right back on the table...this is going to be a looooooooong season.