Is Life A Lie?

Chapter 7 - Getting Back.

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I crossed the ball to Sondra, who finished easily and gave is the lead with 2-1. We were playing Vonguard FC, and it was the first game of the season, and it was the first game I was allowed to play. I threw my arms around Sondra in a celebratory hug. I had assisted in both goals, and it felt good to be doing so well in America. I was glad I hadn’t lost my touch. “That British girl” wasn’t disappointing the team after all.  I gave it everything I had in the last 3 minutes of stoppage time. I crossed the far line to help defend as Vonguard picked up on the offense and were attacking at every opportunity. They won a corner which number 28 headed in towards the goal. Seeing our keeper encumbered with a mass of Vonguard players, I leapt up and blocked the ball from going in the net with my chest as the final whistle blew.

            I felt my teammates pat me on the back, ruffle my hair and give me congratulatory hugs for my performance. I smiled modestly, being thankful that I hadn’t messed my first game up. “Nicholl!” I jerked up and saw my coach beckoning me to the bench.

            “Yes coach?” I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach, as I thought to myself, maybe I had not been as good as I thought I had. I knew I could have done better. Shit, I should apologise, shouldn’t I?

            “Good game today, Hayley. You’re on the first team. You can be on the starting line-up from now on,” she beamed at me.

            I stood still, absorbing what she had said, before the grin broke out on my face. “Thanks coach!” I ran up to her and gave her a bear hug. I ignored her wide eyes and the fact that it took her a moment before she hesitantly put one arm around me. I was so happy. Things might be confusing for me in the love department, but here, on the field, I was good. I was in my element. And here, I knew exactly who I was and what I was capable of. The football pitch was my comfort zone.

            Just as I was glorying in my good form, I felt a familiar pair of arms wrap themselves around my waist. I slowly turned around, already knowing who I was going to see.

            “Hey babe, you were fantastic,” Eugene enthused. I smiled up at him. Casting a glance into the clearing bleachers, I saw Alex watching me, as I knew she had been the entire time. I turned back to Eugene and gave him a big wet kiss, right on his lips. As his arms tightened around me, he deepened the kiss and I ran my fingers through his hair, wanting him closer. For Alex’s benefit, a niggling voice in my head reminded me. I pushed away all thoughts of Alex as I kissed Eugene with more ferocity and passion, wrapping my legs around his waist, enjoying the feel of his fingers kneading my behind.

            “We’d better get off the field, unless you’re okay with public sex,” I murmured against his lips. His strong, basketball-player arms carrying me felt so good.

            “You need a good fuck after such a good game,” Eugene agreed, nodding solemnly. “Come back to mine?” He gently stroked my face. I knew I should tell him about Alex, but instead I had just gone a little cold on him. I kept pushing “the conversation” I knew I should have with him off. I will do it, though. I mean, I have to. Somehow. Once I understand the situation myself. So his hesitancy was understandable. It was my fault. The poor guy. Screw that, poor ME. Alex should never have tried it on with me.

            “Of course I’ll come home with you,” I kissed him firmly on the lips again. With a final glance at Alex, I grabbed his hand and walked off the field. “I’ll grab a shower, I’ll meet you in your car?”

            “I kinda like you all sweaty. You’re extremely sexy, Hayley,” he gave me a one-armed hug as he switched the hand he was holding my hand with. “But if you wanna get one, sure thing. I’ll be waiting.” His simple statement sounded loaded. And I knew after the sex there would have to be explaining to do.  It dampened my mood slightly, but I refused to think of the cause of it all. The more I thought about HER, the more puzzled I became.

            “Hayley!” Oh god no. I must be going insane. “Hayley, wait up!” I snap out of my thoughts and realise it really is Alex running up behind me. I can’t tell if I want to groan out loud of jump for joy. She does care, that irritating voice sounded again. If that voice had a face, I’d slap it.

            “What’s up?” I sounded so cool, I almost cried with tears of pride. Two days ago I would have jumped at her beck and call.

            Alex stopped short. She looked from Eugene to me. Then she snapped at Eugene, “Can I have a little privacy?”

 A cute little frown wrinkled Eugene’s forehead as he released my hand. “See you,” he whispered in my ear, giving me a kiss on my neck. It weakened my knees a little. And just because I could, I wrapped my arms around his neck and started making out with him. I wasn’t doing it because Alex was here, I wasn’t doing it because I wanted to put off talking to Alex. That would be silly. Wouldn’t it? When Alex cleared her throat loudly, I finally let my boyfriend go, and turned to the cause of all my problems.

            “What did you want?”

            “You played a good game. I thought I should congratulate you.” She looked so pained.

            “Yeah that. Thanks for coming by.” My tone sounded anything but thankful.

            “Of course I would. I knew how much this game meant to you. But I see you’re wanted,” she nodded in Eugene’s direction. “So I’ll let you go.”

            “Thanks. For coming. And this.” I muttered and sprinted off. Gosh darn it! Why did she have to be so nice? Oh right, she was meant to be my best friend. But best friends don’t sleep with each other. I was befuddled all over again. Reaching my locker in the changing room, I smashed my fist into the wall, and then yelped with pain because I’d only hurt myself.