Chapter 158: Bullied Mate Of The Alpha Triplets

THIRD PERSON POV

Zealina sat with her new friends, Quince and Olivia, in the crowded stadium, cheering on their school's football team. They had been having a great time, laughing and shouting along with the other fans. But as the game went on, Zealina began to notice that Ember had been gone for a while.

She left to get them popcorn and sodas almost half an hour ago, and she hadn't returned yet. Her seat was still empty and being kept for her, and the game had already begun.

Ember seemed so excited about the game that Zealina didn't think she would miss the beginning.

At first, Zealina thought nothing of it, assuming Ember had run into someone she knew or went to use the restroom. She turned to Quince and Olivia, who were focused on watching their boyfriends play. She decided to focus on the game as well.

But as the minutes ticked by and Ember still hadn't returned, Zealina started to get worried. They were already mid-match, had Ember given up on football and gone to do something else?

Maybe she had gone home.

Zealina checked her phone for any missed calls or unanswered messages from Ember, but she got none. Ember would have at least sent a message if she was going home. It was unusual for her to go missing this way. She got up from her seat, scanning the crowd to see if she could spot Ember anywhere. Maybe she had gotten lost or couldn't get through the thick crowd and decided to sit elsewhere.

"Hey, where are you going?" Olivia asked, looking up at Zealina with a concerned expression.

"I'm just going to look for Ember," Zealina replied. "She's been gone for a while, and I'm getting worried."

Quince waved her hand dismissively. "Don't worry about it, Zealina. She's probably just fine. Focus on the game, we're winning!"

Zealina hesitated, unsure of what to do. But Olivia and Quince kept reassuring her that Ember was okay and probably busy. She was an adult who could take care of herself, after all and she wasn't new to the school area to have gotten lost. They promised to help look for her after the game, and soon, the excitement of the game eventually won her over. She sat back down and joined in the cheering, trying to push her worries about Ember to the back of her mind.

The game was intense as the boys played and fought hard. This match was life-changing for Tristen, and he had scored many goals. He was the leading and star player of the team, after all. Tristen did so many tricks; the same went for Ernest, and the other boys which made the girls cheer loudly.

The cheerleaders, including Priscilla did their little dance and cheering by the side, and the stadium was loud and noisy. All were chanting the name of their school and encouraging their boys to play better and win.

As the final whistle blew and their school was declared the winner, Zealina jumped up and down, cheering along with Olivia, Qand Uince, and the rest of the crowd.

"We won!!!" Quince screamed, hugging the girls, and they all laughed, their faces lit up with smiles.

This meant that Tristen would be awarded the scholarship and early acceptance into the best football league training. His football career and good future were now secured and promised.

Zealina was thrilled that they had won, but a small part of her was still worried about Ember. She made a mental note to try and find her as soon as the celebration died down and when everyone had come down.

The music came up, and the cheerleaders went to the middle of the field to do their celebration dance. They did different stunts and dances, and people cheered and screamed for both the cheerleaders and the boys who played.

She scanned the field, her eyes searching for Ernest. He was one of the star players on the football team and performed so well in the match. When she spotted him, grinning from ear to ear and holding his helmet in the air, she couldn't contain herself.

With a squeal of delight, Zealina sprinted towards Ernest, her feet pounding the ground. She launched herself into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. Ernest, taken aback by the sudden tackle, stumbled backward, laughing, as Zealina showered him with kisses.

"Babe," Ernest chuckled, spinning her around, and she giggled. He let her down, and she tiptoed and captured his lips in a kiss without caring about where they were. Ernest wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss.

Their teammates and the crowd around them cheered and clapped, whistling and catcalling as Zealina and Ernest shared a long, victorious kiss. Ernest's face was flushed with happiness, his eyes shining with pride and love as he held Zealina tight,

Finally, Zealina pulled back, her face flushed and her hair disheveled, but her eyes sparkling with joy. "I'm so proud of you, Ernest!" she exclaimed, her voice hoarse from screaming. "You guys were amazing out there! You played so well, and you deserved that win!"

Ernest grinned, "Thanks, babe. We couldn't have done it without our number one fan cheering us on." He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "You're the real MVP. I'm so lucky to have you in my life."

Zealina blushed, her heart racing with happiness. She loved Ernest so much, and moments like these made her feel like the luckiest person in the world. She wrapped her arms around him again, holding him tight as the crowd continued to cheer and chant their team's name.

She could also see Quince and Olivia hugging their boyfriends and congratulating them for their wins. Everyone was grinning from ear to ear, and the coach came to give them a speech. He shook and hugged every player on the team, telling them how proud he was of them and how well they played, especially Tristen.

He looked proud of the team, and the boys were also pleased to have him as their coach.

"Alright, boys! Let's go celebrate! Bills on me for this win!" He yelled, and everyone shouted in agreement.

"COACH! COACH! COACH!" They chanted and even carried him while the older man chuckled.

I remembered I still hadn't seen Ember and decided to look around, but there were too many people. I couldn't possibly find her in this crowd. I sighed and dialed her number, but it wasn't going through. Ernest noticed my troubled face and asked what was wrong.

I explained how Ember had left to get us Popcorn and Soda at the beginning of the match and still hadn't returned.

"Don't worry, babe; She's probably busy. She can take care of herself." He said the same thing Quince and Olivia had said earlier.

"Alright," Zealina decided to relax.

"Come on, let's go celebrate our win!!" Ernest yelled, whisking her in his arms, and she giggled, letting him carry her out of the stadium

After the whole celebration, the football team and cheerleading squad decided to go out and celebrate their victory. They headed to a restaurant, and the Coach paid in full as promised.

As they all settled down to eat, the boys had their girlfriends sitting beside them, and the ones without a girlfriends had a cheerleading friend beside him.

Unfortunately for Tristen, Priscilla was seated right beside him, and he felt annoyed and uncomfortable. He tried not to show his annoyance and focus on the delicious meals being served on the table.

The coach raised a glass to toast, and we all did the same. "To my boys and our victory!" He yelled.

"To us!" We chorused before taking a sip of the wine each.

Tristen had just grabbed a plate and was about to take a seat when Priscilla suddenly whispered in his ear, "Tristen, there's something you should know."

Tristen's eyes rolled in annoyance. What did she want now?

"Leave me alone, Priscilla," he growled, trying to shake her off.

But Priscilla was persistent. "I just need to tell you something, Tristen," she said, her voice serious unlike her usual sweet and sultry one. "It's really important."

Tristen ignored her and focused on his meal. He had just taken a spoon of rice when he heard her say

"Tristen, please, just listen to me," she said, her voice rising, drawing the attention of a few people around them.

He clenched his fist around the spoon in anger and irritation. He didn't want all eyes on them and finally turned to her.

"What!"

She looked offended. "I need to speak to you in private," she spoke in hushed tones. "Please," her voice lowered, and she looked pathetic.

Tristen sighed. What now? He thought to himself. But he didn't want to draw attention from their teammates, so he reluctantly got up and excused himself. Leaving the table, I followed Priscilla to a quiet corner of the room.

Finally, Tristen stopped and turned to face her. "What is it, Priscilla? Can't you see I'm trying to celebrate with my team?"

Priscilla's face fell, but she didn't give up. "I know you're mad at me, Tristen, but I just need to tell you how I feel. I've been wanting to tell you for weeks, but I've been too afraid."

Tristen sighed and rubbed his temples. "What do you want now!"

Priscilla's expression turned serious. "Tristen, I think I'm pregnant," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.