Time to go back {Woman football fan-fiction}

Chapter 11

The plane landed an hour ago. I was sitting on a bench that was close to the sea. I booked a hotel next to a football pitch. When I was walking next to it, I noticed some women training there and thought they must be training there but I didn't know.

As I was just enjoying the sound of waves hitting the rocks, my phone lit up with a text from Rachel.

Rachel
Nat

R: hi, I am sorry, about yesterday l just thought you were mad at me for the night at the bar

N: it's okay. I guess I was, but leave it, life goes on

R: I am still sorry, look I am in London for another two days, let me take you on a date

N: I would love to, but I need to see my grandma in the hospital and I won't be back too soon.

R: Nat, I am so sorry for that, could I come to the hospital? You know for the support.

N: I don't think you want to fly to Manchester right now, I will be alright don't worry.

R: Isn't your grandma living in London anymore?

I switched off my phone. I slapped myself in the head for that dreadful untruth. Awesome, she will now suspect something. I am such a moron. I could have just told her I was in Los Angeles. I also thought it was a decent lie because I didn't inform Rachel that my grandma had passed away while she was in Houston, so why did I choose to say Machester? I have no idea either.

Anyway, I sat there for another 15 to 20 minutes while checking my phone and debating whether or not I wanted to see my aunt and the rest of the family.

I decided to turn my phone back on and was hit with hundreds of missed calls from Rachel and surprisingly Leah. Jonathan probably told the Arsenal girls today. Also, my Instagram is blowing up so they needed to post it too.

As I was searching for my aunt's number someone sat next to me. I looked up and was met with a glorious blonde hair woman.

Oh great...I forgot that Uswnt has an international break too and had it in L.A

"Hello?" I said after a second of her staring at me.

"Oh, Hi, sorry I didn't mean to stare." Of course, she didn't. I told myself.

"Well, do you need something?" I asked kind of harshly. Don't get me wrong I am trying to be nice to people, but some of them just piss me off.

"I was just...walking with a group of the girls and saw you sitting here so I guess I just wanted to say sorry." She said guiltily.

"Kristie...Look, I don't know you well and you don't know me, also it was all Rachel's fault, not yours." I said

"Still, I am sorry for it. Can I take you for a coffee?"

I thought about it and at the end of the day, why not.

"Sure, right now?"

We went to a coffee shop next to the beach set down.
She smiled at me. It was kind of awkward and quiet.

"Look, I know we don't know each other much, but why are you in L.A? Doesn't like Arsenal plays tomorrow?" She asked curiously.

"Yeah, about that. I am no longer playing there." I said

She looked at me with a surprised and confused look: "WHAT? WHY?"

"Just didn't feel right anymore." There were the most honest words I put out of my mouth in weeks.

"Oh, yeah I get you. I was the same when I used to play for Houston. Now when I play for NY. It's so much better. By any chance are you signing some contract over here?"

" No, I just...came to visit  aunt and uncle, but I don't know if they want to see me so"

"What do you mean, they don't want to see you?"

"We have... A little bit of a family issue."

Kristie probably got the point that I didn't want to take about my family so she asked me about London.

Our conversation felt like 5 minutes but in real-time, we talked for almost two hours.
It was easy to talk to someone who doesn't know you so well.
After we said our goodbyes I went to my hotel room and flopped onto the bed looking at the watch next to it.

7:20 pm.

Great, my flight back to London was set for the day after tomorrow, so I have still time to go see my aunt.
I reached out for my phone, and dialect the number.
After a few minutes, my aunt picked me up.

"Hi, Natalia is everything okay?" She asked a little bit harshly

"Hi, no nothing happened, I just...I am in the US and wanted to let you know if you want to see me or something." I already have an answer she was gonna get me.

"Oh, I am sorry Natalia, but I and Derek are so busy right now, but maybe next time you're here we can do some dinner."

"Oh...okay, yeah no worries, bye."

"Bye Natalia"

I expected this answer, but I still had hope that she changed. It made me feel lonely. I didn't have any family in the meaning of love and carrying. I just had a person related to me, who doesn't want to see me. My parent's and my brother's graves.
Yes, I have Rachel maybe, I even maybe have a Leah...But, I probably fucked that up too.

What did I do to my family to hate me so much? I knew that the car crash wasn't my fault...right?
So, why do they hate me?
Why did Rachel cheat on me in the first place? 

Am I really that bad?

*WOW, a chapter after what three months? I know it's not a good one, but i promise for real this time 😂. It will start to make more sense when Nat will be back at London.*