Siempre te voy a querer

Chapter 9

Isabella stood at the edge of the soccer field, chatting with Ozziel Herrera, one of her brother Edson's teammates. His playful banter and compliments about her dimples had brought a blush to her cheeks, and she couldn't help but enjoy the attention.

Meanwhile, Santiago, who had always harbored a deep-seated resentment towards Isabella, watched from a distance with a mixture of irritation and intrigue. He couldn't understand why the sight of her flirting with another teammate stirred something within him, but he quickly pushed the feeling aside, determined not to let it affect him.

As Isabella and Ozziel continued their conversation, Edson focused on his practice, honing his skills with determination. However, his attention was soon diverted when Memo, another teammate, approached him with a smirk on his face.

"Mira a Ozziel coqueteándole a Isa," Memo said, gesturing towards Isabella and Ozziel with a chuckle.

Edson followed Memo's gaze and couldn't help but laugh at the sight. "Isa isn't that easygoing," he replied, shaking his head in amusement.

As Edson returned his focus to the practice, he couldn't shake the nagging feeling that there was something more to Santiago's reaction than met the eye. But for now, he decided to brush it off and concentrate on his game, leaving the unexpected tensions between his sister and teammate to simmer beneath the surface.

Chucky approached Santiago with a mischievous grin, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Hey, Santiago, ¿viste a quién estabas mirando durante el entrenamiento?" he teased.

Santiago's expression hardened, his jaw tensing at the implication behind Chucky's words. "No sé de qué estás hablando," he replied curtly, trying to mask the unease that churned within him.

Chucky raised an eyebrow, his smile widening. "Oh, vamos, no te hagas el desentendido. Todos vimos cómo seguías con la mirada an Isa mientras hablabas con Orbelin," he continued, enjoying Santiago's discomfort.

Santiago's grip tightened on the soccer ball he held, his mind racing with conflicting emotions. He couldn't deny the truth in Chucky's words, but he refused to acknowledge the jealousy that simmered beneath the surface.

"Lo siento, Chucky, pero no tengo tiempo para tus tonterías," Santiago replied, his tone clipped as he turned away, determined to distance himself from the conversation.

As Chucky watched Santiago walk away, he couldn't help but wonder what lay behind the facade of indifference. Santiago's reaction only fueled his curiosity further, leaving him to ponder the complexities of the tension that lingered between Santiago and Isabella.

A while later:

Isabella waited patiently outside the locker room, tapping her foot in anticipation as she glanced at her watch. Edson was taking longer than usual, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of impatience creeping in.

Just then, Kevin approached her with a sense of urgency in his voice. "Isa, ven, Edson se está tardando, dijo que entres," he said, his words rushed.

Isabella raised an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Primero entra tú y luego me dices para entrar. No quiero ver a alguien sin ropa," she replied, letting out a laugh.

"Okey. Aquí espérame," Kevin replied before disappearing into the locker room.

Inside, Kevin relayed the message to the rest of the team, urging them to hurry up so Isabella could come in. Santiago, caught up in his own thoughts, made a sarcastic remark without realizing the implications of his words. "Gracias por avisar, ahorita nos quitamos la ropa," he said with a smirk, not noticing the sideways glances from his teammates.

As Edson overheard Santiago's comment, his patience wore thin. "No mames, Santiago, es mi hermana," he said, his voice tinged with annoyance.

Kevin quickly relayed the message to Isabella, signaling that it was clear for her to enter. With a sigh, she pushed open the door and stepped inside, only to find Chucky nudging Santiago's shoulder with a knowing smirk. The tension in the air was palpable, leaving Isabella to wonder what she had walked into.

As Isabella entered the locker room, she was greeted by a chorus of curious voices from her brother's teammates.

"Hey, Isa, ¿tienes novio?" one of them asked, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

Isabella chuckled at the question, used to the playful banter of the boys. "No, no tengo novio," she replied with a smile, shaking her head.

The teasing continued as more of the boys chimed in with their own questions and comments. Some asked about her interests and hobbies, while others tried to impress her with stories of their own romantic exploits.

Amidst the lighthearted banter, Isabella couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie with her brother's teammates. Despite their teasing, she knew they were all just having fun and meant no harm.

As the conversation shifted to other topics, Isabella settled in, enjoying the easygoing atmosphere of the locker room. Despite the occasional teasing, she felt welcomed and accepted among the group, grateful for the bond she shared with her brother and his teammates.

"Alright, Isa, vámonos" said Edson. As the Alvarez siblings prepared to leave, Ozziel approached Isabella with a hesitant smile. "Isa, ¿me das tu número?" he asked, his voice tinged with nervousness.

Isabella returned his smile, her demeanor warm and friendly. "Claro, Ozziel," she replied, typing her number into his phone and handing it back with a smile.

As the Alvarez siblings made their exit, the team couldn't help but tease Ozziel about his bold move. "¡Ozziel, consiguió el número de Isa!" they exclaimed, laughing and nudging him playfully.

Santiago, who was watching from a distance, felt an unfamiliar pang of jealousy stir within him. He couldn't understand why he felt this way, especially towards someone like Isabella. It was a strange sensation, one that he couldn't quite shake off.

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