It's been two days now and Ona continues to ignore me. She won't answer my texts or calls, even though I've called her like a million times. I've had time to think about why she's acting this way, and all I've come up with is that she is jealous that I was laughing with Alexia. I don't understand why she'd be jealous, she knows I love her.
It's been hard without being able to talk to Ona. I feel like I'm going crazy. I keep tearing up randomly and sulking around. I just want to hear her voice again.
I decide enough is enough. If she won't answer my messages, then I'll make her talk to me.
I hop out of my car, and head into the training buildings where Ona should be right now. I know she probably won't want to see me, given that she won't reply to me. But I don't fucking care.
I make my way onto the feild to find the girls stretching, as they should just about be finished their warm up. Jenni is the first to spot me, giving me a big smile and a wave, which causes Alexia to turn around. As soon as she sees me she licks her lips, pushing herself off the ground, to head towards me. Before my can take a step though, Ona is in-front of her, pushing her back.
"Piss the fuck off." She growls.
My brows scrunch and I start to make my way over to them.
"Or what? She's not your property. Let her do what she wants." Alexia fires back.
I watch as Ona clicks her knuckles and laughs sourly.
"She is mine. Only mine. So keep your hands away from her. I saw how you were flirting with her the other night. I'm not fucking blind. Stay the fuck away."
I watch as Alexia just rolls her eyes and looks over Ona's shoulder.
"Come on Y/n. You can do better than her. Don't let her hold you back." She says, as if Ona isn't even standing in front of her.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?" Ona shouts.
And just like that, I see her fist move forward. Fuck.
"ONA STOP!" I scream, running over to them.
I don't want anyone to be injured. This isn't how I planned to talk to Ona at all.
Ona's fist stops in mid air. Her head turns to me, and I can see the rage in her eyes.
"Why? So you can go sit on her pretty face?" She sneers.
I gasp, shocked that she would say something like that. She's just humiliated me in front of everyone. This isn't the girl I fell in love with...
My eyes water and I duck my head, in shame. I don't even have words right now. I just turn around and run back out to my car, tears streaming down my face.
"Y/n!! Please stop! Por favor! Baby!" Ona shouts, running after me.
I can't believe she's running after me right now, after what she said.
I turn around and try to hold back my tears.
"How could you say that?" I shout, so pissed off.
"Y/n por favor..." Ona says, reaching a hand out to me.
"No! Don't touch me. How could you say that and humiliate me, when you know how nervous I already am around them! You acted so out of line. This is not the Ona I love." I sniff, a tear escaping my eyes.
"You flirted with her! If you wanted her you should've just told me so! You were all over her! How could I not be pissed!?" She fires back.
"I was trying to be nice! What the fuck was I supposed to do! I wanted your friends to like me." I shout, so fucked off.
"You definitely wanted to be more than friends." Ona mumbles.
I roll me eyes. Wow. Okay then.
"We can continue this conversation when your not being immature." I saw Turing around and getting in my car.
I watch as Ona stands still, watching me as I drive away. I do even know what to say right now. But I just need to get away.
After thinking it through for like 2 minutes, I book flights back to Scotland. Which leaves in the next few hours. I quickly pack my bags and head to the airport.
