It was getting just too much. The hate I have been receiving ever since Alexia and I made our relationship public is horrible. People have been sending me death threats and private comments and comments on my posts, saying how Ale deserves better and I'm an untalented ugly bitch. And then when I messed up a play and costed Barca the win, I received even more hate. It was just all too much. I had to do something about it.
I make my way into Jonas office, and he smiles softly at me.
"What can I do for you, y/n?" He says gesturing for me to take a seat.
My eyes avert from his and a take a deep breath, here goes nothing.
"I want to get a lone. Preferably England, if that's possible, please." I say looking back up at him, and watching as his eyes widen and mouth drip a little.
He's silent for a few seconds, looking around the room.
"Oh. Ummm. Are you sure? We love having you here. You are a part of our family, the team and fans love you." He says, trying to convince me to stay.
"No, please. I know what I want. Can you please just ask around." I say, getting straight to the point.
He nods and sighs.
"If this is what you truly want, then I will see what I can do."
This isn't what I want, but I can't keep receiving all this hate. I nod and thank him before making my way to my car, where Alexia is already waiting for me.
She smiles when she sees me and I unlock the car for her to get in. I make my way to the drivers side and try to smile at Ale. I just can't tell her what's been happening. She doesn't deserve the worry or extra stress.
"What was that about?" She asks, as I start the car.
"Nothing, don't worry Ale." I say kissing her hand, before heading home.
That night when Ale was making dinner and I had just gotten out of the shower, I check my phone to see a email appear from Jonas. Arsenal has offered me a year lone. Fuck yes. I don't even think twice before I accept it. And the best thing is, I start next week. I sigh and think about how I'm leaving Ale and my heart will be fucking broken. But I can't turn back now.
The day has come, Ale is out with Mapi and Lucy and right now, I'm about to board the plane to London. I sigh and click send on the text message to Ale. I can't help but tear up at what I've just done. I'm never going to forgive myself. Ale was the best thing I've ever had. She was mine. And now I've ruined that. I fucking hate myself.
Hey Alexia, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I've got a lone to London and I wanted you to be the first to know. I'm sorry I'm doing this, this way, but I feel it would be better if we broke up. Thank you for all you've done for me. Bye Ale.
Alexia pov:
I'm having an amazing brunch with Lucy and Mapi, my two best friends. We decided to go on a walk and while on it, we find this beautiful flower stall. I smile to myself, as I see Tulips, y/n favourite. I buy her a massive bouquet of them. She's going to love this.
Just we were about to head back to our cars, I get a text from y/n. I smile and look down at my phone.
No.
Tears well in my eyes as I drop to the ground, squishing the tulips, as they fall. Lucy and Mapi are quick to get to my sides, wondering what the hell is going on. I don't have words. The love of my fucking life has just left me. Over fucking text and moved to another country. A loud sob leaves my throat and Lucy takes my phone off me, as her and Mapi read the text.
"Oh honey." Mapi says, as she wraps her arms around me.
Lucy says nothing as she sits down next to me and wraps her arms around the other side of my body. I can't help the constant loud sobs that leave my body. Why would she do this to me?
Y/n pov:
It's been six months since I moved to London. The first few were hard. It was tough going to a new club when everyone knew I was only there for a year. It was also tough when I was completely heartbroken. Everyday after training I would cry for hours alone in my apartment. But at least the horrible messages I had been receiving stopped.
