Alessia Russo Oneshot

A Necklace to Remember

The locker room was quiet, the usual post-training chatter replaced by an unusual sense of urgency. You were pacing, eyes darting around the room in a frantic search. Alessia's necklace, a delicate piece of jewellery that held sentimental value, was missing. She had given it to you for safekeeping, but now, with her big game just hours away, it had mysteriously vanished.

"Where could it be?" you muttered to yourself, running a hand through your hair.

Alessia entered the room, her eyes scanning your worried expression. "Hey, what's wrong?" she asked, concern lacing her voice.

You hesitated for a moment, then sighed. "I can't find your necklace. I had it in my bag, but now it's gone."

Alessia's face softened, and she stepped closer, placing a reassuring hand on your arm. "It's okay. We'll find it. It must be here somewhere."

Together, you began searching every nook and cranny of the locker room. Time was ticking away, and the pressure mounted with each passing minute. You couldn't help but feel a wave of guilt; that necklace was more than just a piece of jewellery to Alessia—it was a symbol of your relationship, a gift you'd given her on your first anniversary.

"I swear I had it right here," you said, frustration seeping into your voice as you rifled through your bag for the third time.

Alessia knelt down beside you, her calm demeanour contrasting your frantic energy. "Babe, take a deep breath. We'll find it."

As you took a moment to compose yourself, a thought struck you. "Wait, didn't you leave your locker open after training yesterday?"

Alessia's eyes widened in realisation. "You think it might have fallen out then?"

Without another word, the two of you began a more thorough search, checking under benches, inside lockers, and even in the corners of the room. As you moved aside a pile of clothes, something glimmered in the dim light. There, wedged between the wall and a bench, was the necklace.

"I found it!" you exclaimed, holding up the necklace triumphantly.

Alessia's face lit up with relief and gratitude. She took the necklace from your hand and immediately clasped it around her neck. "Thank you," she said softly, pulling you into a hug. "I knew we'd find it."

You hugged her back tightly, the weight of the moment settling into a warm sense of relief. "I'm so sorry, Alessia. I should've been more careful."

She pulled back slightly, looking into your eyes with a tender smile. "Hey, don't beat yourself up. It's here, and that's all that matters. Besides, I trust you with more than just my necklace."

Her words melted your anxiety, replacing it with a profound sense of love and trust. "I promise I'll be more careful from now on."

Alessia chuckled, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead. "I know you will. Now, let's get ready. We've got a game to win."

As the two of you walked out of the locker room, hand in hand, you couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of determination. The necklace was more than just a piece of jewellery; it was a reminder of your bond, your shared moments, and the strength you found in each other. And as Alessia stepped onto the field, you knew that no matter what challenges came your way, you'd always face them together.