Bleuzinho

Chapter 13

Winter arrived quicker than I expected. I haven't seen Antoine since the derby nor heard about him. I miss him, but it's for the best I guess. I know I have to give him time to figure everything out. It's hard though, being so far away from him while we are in the same city. To avoid thinking about him, I kept on working more and more. When I'm working, I don't have time to think about him or the baby so I'm not feeling sad. But I'm almost 6 months pregnant now and the doctor says I have to avoid stress and taking ariplanes. I want to continue working because as I said, that's the only moment I don't think about Antoine. But Carlo Ancelotti and Real Madrid's staff want me to take my maternity leave right now so I can rest. So we made a deal : I can continue working but I won't be able to move with the team when they have away matches, starting after the Christmas holidays. 

I haven't moved a lot from Rapha's house lately, except for work. I spend most of my time working or with Raphaël, Karim and Elie. I've seen the doctor twice since I went to the hospital and everything's fine, I am fine and so is the baby. I start buying things for the baby, Elie helps me a lot with that. I have to thank her for being here for me, I'm glad Raphaël found a girl like her, she's perfect.

I'm currently shopping with Elie. There's an evening tonight for Real Madrid's players and everyone who works for the club and other people, it's a sponsor evening or something, I haven't really listened to Carlo when he explained. I just know I have to go. I planned to were a jean and a t-shirt, something simple, but Elie decided to drag me along to Madrid's biggest shopping center. She quickly found a nice dress to wear but I, on the other hand, didn't know what to put on. My stomach has grown so much, I feel enormous. I've been hiding it with big shirts and pullovers or long coats. I don't really know why I'm hiding it. I think I don't want people to see me as a pregnant woman, you know? And I'm scared journalists might write shit in some tabloïds. During the world cup, the players and I posted many pictures on the social networks, and it was no secret that Antoine and I were close. Especially after that kiss at the end of the match. Nobody has seen us together since then so there hasn't been rumors. But I'm scared that, if a journalist sees my growing stomach, he makes the link with Antoine. I know it's stupid and I shouldn't care about that but I keep thinking about it. 

" So what do you want to wear? " Elie asks me when we reach the pregnancy shelves.

" Ugh you know, I was just thinking of a pull or something like that. " I answer, trying to avoid her look.

" Why do you keep hiding this beautiful stomach of yours? "

I sigh. " You know why. "

" Yes. But come on, you won't be able to hide it forever. It's already a miracle that no one sees your pregnant. "

" More and more people know about it though. Everyone at the club knows, Paul has certainly told a few people about it too, and Hugo Lloris figured it out during the world cup. "

" So? If more and more people know about it like you said, maybe it's time to tell the world. People knowing you are pregnant doesn't mean they'll know Antoine is the dad. Only a few people know it's him. " she says taking my hand. " You can't live your life only thinking about the consequences for him. Think about you for a second. "

" Your right. " I say, determinated. " Anyway, most of the people who will be at the event tonight are the club members so they already know. And there shouldn't be journalists. "

" Yeaaah great! Come on, I think I spotted the perfect dress for you! " she grabs my hand and leads me through the store's shelves.