The Games We Play

Roman Danvers.

Collegiate athlete.

Notorious playboy.

And my arch nemesis since birth.

Our parents' friendship meant we had to co-exist. But it didn't mean we had to like it. He purposely did things to get under my skin. Like spreading rumors about me in junior high so no boys wanted to go out with me. Or sleeping with several of my high school friends, just to prove he could. And let's not forget about him conveniently choosing to attend my first choice college, even though he had dozens of other schools desperate for him to play ball for them, just to spite me.

His life mission has been to make me miserable. But when I decide to give him a taste of his own medicine, he doesn't respond well to the shoe being on the other foot. The further I push, the harder he pushes back.

I know it's only a matter of time before one of us breaks. I just never dreamt it would be him who would crack first. And we he does, things take a turn I never saw coming.

I thought we were just playing games.

I was wrong…