INGRID'S POV
«It's over» I shake my head, still shaken up by her revelation.
«Can't we just talk through this?»
«What's there to talk through? You broke my trust!»
«I am sorry! You don't have any idea how much! I thought I was doing the better thing!»
Unable to stay and look her in the eyes any longer, I get up and leave her side, hurt just by her presence.
To this day, I still think about that conversation. Mapi and I, we were unstoppable and in love. But it is all over now, ever since the day she has broken her promise to never keep things away from me. I have believed in us as much as I could, but it hasn't been enough: she's now a part of my life that will have to stay away, or I won't be able to trust in anyone ever again.
Around me the changing room is quiet. I am the only one sitting in it, with my mind driven somewhere else, and the only sounds I can hear are the water running in the shower, behind the closed door, and the ticking of the clock on the wall.
The other girls have all gone home, since it has been a hard training and they just want to be with their families during the weekend, especially this week, with no games ahead and international break so close. My family is too far away for me to pay them a visit, and the only family I have here is gone.
I hear the door open beside me, but I don't have the will to turn and look who's entering the room, until I hear her voice.
«Hello?» she asks.
«Frido! What the hell are you doing here?»
She sits beside me carefully, with her enormous bump and her cute dimples showing.
«You should be home.»
«Babe, you asked me for a ride home...» she raises her eyebrow. «Don't you remember?»
«Oh! Shit! I thought it was implicit that I was talking about Simon.»
«Well, I am here, so...»
I smile at her gratefully and hug her in best way I can, given the huge bump she has. She's pregnant with a sweet boy, and her due date is just around the corner. She hasn't trained with the team and hasn't played a lot of football, although the first months she would still play with me and Mapi in my backyard. Now Mapi and I have broken up and she is so big that she can't even see her feet, so we all stopped playing together. Another part of me is gone now, and I even though I'd like to, I don't dare to look back at the better days, where my only worries would be where to lunch and what to do during an off day.
«Frido?» a voice I know all too well asks, opening the door leading to the bathrooms.
«Mapi!»
The two hug as well, while I just stare at my ex-girlfriend silently. I am still not over our break-up, since I actually thought we would be together for the rest of our lives. It's still a scar too open to touch, and somehow I don't really want to let go of our memories. She's been such a huge part of my life that moving on is revealing to be tougher than I expected.
«Why are you still here?» I aggressively question.
«I've got nothing better to do.»
«Then I'm gonna go.»
«Joder, ¿no podemos ser adultos?» Mapi complains, crossing her eyes. (English: Fuck, can't we be grown-ups?
«Shut the fuck up! You have no idea how much pain you caused me!»
On the verge on another discussion, we hear Fridolina sigh a bit louder than expected, and we turn around to see her holding her belly in a small pond of water.
«So, my water broke.»
«¿¡Qué!?» (English: What!?)
«Let's get to the hospital, okay? Just breathe.»
«I am. I'll call Simon.»
We both help her get to the car, while she is texting people and talking to her husband. I wish my full focus was on her and her baby, but realistically I can't stop thinking about Mapi, that's helping me take Fridolina to the hospital.
«Are you unable to drive straight?» I complain to the Spanish girl, that's making tight turns to avoid traffic.
«Shut the fuck up.»
«Fuck off.»
«Guys, later» Fridolina interrupts us, in pain.
I stroke her hair and give her a kiss on the forehead, then we both focus on the road.
Simon is in the delivery room with Fridolina, while Mapi and I are stuck outside together. We'd both like to go home, at least to avoid being together, but Frido is our friend and it wouldn't be fair to her to just leave her side in a time like this.
«Listen, Ing-»
«There are no excuses for what you did to me» I say, harshly.
«I know, but you've got to hear my side of the story, too. Please. Then you can hate me if you want.»
«I already do, but please continue» I roll my eyes.
«Your mom called you when you were in the shower, right after when you got injured, so I answered just to say a quick hi, but then she started talking about your father and his illness, and I didn't know what to do, I just sat there and listened. When I told her that I wasn't you and explained why you weren't with me in that moment, she begged me to keep all of this away from you because she didn't want you to worry about your family back in Norway, because of your injury and stuff, and telling you all of that would have just been another drawback on your way back on the pitch.»
I turn to her, and she looks sincere. I'm still fuming though, and I let her know.
«You're lucky he's kinda alright now.»
«I know I should have told you, but honestly I would prefer losing your trust rather than your mom's» she chuckles.
I can't help but smile, even if I try to contain it.
«You did wrong.»
«I know I did wrong.»
«I don't know if I can trust you again.»
«I'll try my best to make you.»
She has all the right answers ready. She knows what to say, how to act, how to talk to me, how to stare at me in a way that makes me blush. She knows everything about me, from my favorite restaurant to my favorite song, and she would always make sure to let me know that she loves me.
«Guys» Simon interrupts us, before we get the chance to decide what to do next. «He's here.»
«How's Frido?» I ask, while we get up to hug the new dad.
«Tired, but she's got the biggest smile I've ever seen.»
We enter her hospital room, and on a bed in the middle of it we see Fridolina breastfeeding her baby, with her eyes set on him. She's been in love with her boy for the last nine months, but now that he's here in his arms, that same love has multiplied a thousand times, if not more.
«Hey...» I whisper.
«Guys! I am delighted to introduce you to Erik Skott» she smiles widely.
«He's gorgeous» Mapi exclaims.
«Did you kill each other out there?» she asks, jokingly, putting the baby in the crib.
«Quite the contrary, honestly» I admit. «We're actually going out right now to see if we can work on our differences.»
Mapi turns to me, as surprised as Fridolina, but doesn't reply. Instead, a wide smile appears on her face and she gets closer to me, before putting her arm around my waist.
«Yeah, we're going to work on our differences tonight» she nods.
26/03/2023
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