𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐞 •𝐏𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐢 𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐳𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐳•

Chapter 2

I got into my car and started driving to Spotify camp nou.
I was very excited but on the other side, scared?
I've seen him not anymore for years, and now i'm gonna have to work with him every training day...
It's gonna be a lot harder than I thought.
To distract myself, i turned music on from Arctic Monkeys.
I've always loved their music.
Everytime when I feel nervous i put on music.
It distracts me and helps me to relax.

After a ride of 20 minutes, i arrived at the stadium.
I locked my car and walked in to the stadium.

And that's the moment when i have time to look around me, to admire this place.
The place where i've been dreaming of since i was a little kid.
If little me had knew that i wasn't here to join the team, her little heart would break.
But I have to be thankful i got here a job anyways, despite it's not the job i wanted for so long.
When i was still in my own world, i heard a voice behind me.

"Hey, you're Lucia right?"
I heard a man say.
I turned around and saw who it was,
it was Xavi.

"Goodmorning sir, yes that's me."
I said with a shaky voice.

"Oh call please call me Xavi, i don't mind."
Xavi said.

"Well, i will give you a little tour and i will let you see where your office is."
Xavi said with an excited voice.
I followed Xavi trough the whole stadium, still with unbelievable eyes that i'm really here.
We walked trough a hallway where i saw the boy's dressing room on the right.
When we were a few meter further, Xavi stopped and turned around.

"So here is your office, take you're time to settle in a little bit and if you're done with that, you can come outside so i can present you to the boy's."

"Okay thankyou i will."

And when i said that, he nodded and walked out of the room.
I looked around and it was not that big, but not to small, just perfect formate.
The walls were blank,with some painting's from the team.
I took a better look and that's when i noticed him on the painting.
He changed very much over the few years.
It was not a very clear painting, so i could not see him very good, but one thing was for sure, he changed.
I shook my head when i was daydreaming again.
Listen to what Isa said,
"Don't let him come into your head, he don't deserves you."

And that's exactly what i was gonna to do, don't let him come into my head.
Or at least, gonna try.

When i put my water and my bag on the table, i walked out the room and closed the door behind me.
When i began to walk to outside i was busy on my phone sending a message that i arrived at the stadium.
Suddenly i bumped into something hard in front of me, when i looked up i saw what it was.
Or let me say, who it was.

Pedri.

Pedri Gonzalez.

My childhood bestfriend who let me fall, when i needed no one else than him.
The one who i never thought was gonna do it,

Did it.

I took a few steps back and looked up to him.
I saw nothing in him anymore.
Not the boy who was getting excited when he got a ice cream from his mother after he won a game, not the boy who would pick me up and threw me in the water when i was screaming to put me down, not the boy who would help me with my homework bc I couldn't read good yet, not the boy who tied my shoelaces before the game started bc I couldn't tie them by myself yet, not the boy who i caused trouble with, not the boy who i laughed with, cry with,
Nothing.

It seems like all of that was gone,
the spark when he saw me as a little boy,

was gone.