This choice: He grows when he’s jealous • Go Back...Chapter #4He grows when he’s jealous by: NVR Until now Ross' life was quite good, his parents spoiled him so he could get most of the time whatever he asked, and he had been lucky with the genetic lottery, he had a cute face and an athletic body he enjoyed putting to good use in all kinds of sports.
He was fiercely competitive and loved nothing more than doing his absolute best to win, which made him popular at school, the kind of kid the players wanted in their teams on PE class and teachers were predicting would go for a sport scholarship when he was older, but according to them, there were two things he needed to fix in order to become the best athlete he could be.
The first was his selfishness and ego that made him believe he was always better than anyone else and try to do everything by himself instead of working with the team or finding better ways to do so. The second one was how despite being athletic, he wasn't always the tallest or the strongest out there and when someone taller or stronger competed with him, he tried to show his superiority forgetting any kind of strategy, so he ended up losing, getting angry and lashing out at his team or even his parents as a result.
After a particularly bad defeat in basketball against another kid who was also 12 years old but stood at 5'5'' which was well clear of his 5'2'' height, his parents had to spend a long time to calm him down.
"It's not fair! After all I work for and just because he's taller he can win?" Ross was hitting the wall with his fists, lost in rage
"I'm sure you will keep growing, son. Remember you're only twelve" Ross' father said trying to appease him
"No! I need to be bigger now, NOW!!" Ross shouted, knowing he was asking the impossible but so used to getting his way he was just demanding things for the sake of it.
"Come on, you shouldn't rush nature. Maybe that kid won't grow anymore.. In any case is not like we can do anything to make you bigger" Ross' father explained
"Actually, there's this pill we're working on at work that can probably help. Would you try it?" Ross' mother suggested, earning a disapproving look from her husband but achieving what they were hoping for this whole time and calming Ross down
"If it can help me getting taller and stronger then yes, I want to try" Ross said excitedly and gave his mom a hug, seeing himself succeeding like he deserved after all his work and training
"I hope it's just a gimmick you made up" the father hissed, unhappy about giving his son untested pills
But Ross' mother fulfilled her promise and after giving him a pill before nighttime, he went to sleep hoping to see results quickly. Not being one to let go of failure easily, he remembered his match and how he kept wanting to win on 1v1 against the tall kid but failed thanks to the extended reach the kid had to take away the ball from him time and time again. He envied his height and also envied the added strength that seemed to come from it, remembering how the kid could comfortably use his arms to shove him away and shoot or pass at will. It was so humiliating! He was sure if they were the same size he would destroy him, or if he was even bigger, he wouldn't even let him get near the ball at all.
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