Brian's Monologue

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Jessica
My father is a football coach for a private secondary school in London. I'm his only daughter, Jessica. I'm forever with him during practice, games, whatever it may be. Only I never do anything, he has an assistant that assists in training the boys. Nevertheless , I sit here. Watching. waiting, it doesn't matter anyway. Why am I here? Oh, yes, he won't allow me to leave, and he’s the only one who can enter into the house. So I guess I'm stuck with him. Every hour of every day gets worn out. I see my father every single minute of every single day. If he allowed me to do anything, maybe I wouldn't be such a bitch towards him, maybe we wouldn't fight this much. All he does is talk football. I simply nod and pretend as if I'm listening. …show more content…

"Brian?"

"Yes Coach?"

"You are going to guide the inexperienced lad and aid him on the drills and runs we practice here."

Brian nods again and turns to leave. "Come on Jess; let's go to your home." Sighing, I follow my father home. Brain accompanies the two of us. Brian doesn't in fact live with my father and I. He acts as my father’s son.

After a brief walk from the field to our flat, coach asks me, "What would you like for dinner?"

"I'm not hungry," I mutter.

My father doesn't say anything, he just blows it off. I go up to my room. It’s summer, remarkably I have no homework. All my friends play summer sports, they're always busy. Plus, my father won't let me go anywhere without him anyway. Ever since he took custody over me, he’s not let me out of his sight. I'm still his little girl. My mother wasn't exactly a nice person. She had a ton of problems. She was an alcoholic and drug addict. My father didn't want me in that type of environment. So he took me from my mother. I refuse to talk about it. Now all he's got is I , and the boy’s football team. He pays extra attention to the team than I do. Unless Coach has something to do with the boys, I'm his full attention. Otherwise, he literally doesn't

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