"You slept with him" he whispered with this terrified face and I froze, but panicked at the same time. How the hell did he find that out now?! "Wha-, how?" I stammered, not even trying to deny it. He had been way to direct for that and it made no sense. He slowly stood up and walked closer towards me, still that blank look on his face that was terrifying me. "You... look like you just cheated. I know you inside and out, Bea, you can't hide anything from me. And he's the only person I could think of that you would be crazy enough for to do that" he huffed.
"You didn't even deny it!" he exclaimed and shook his head incredulously, laughing sarcastically. "I... I can't deny it, there's no use... I messed up and I'm an awful person" I sniffled as the tears were starting to roll down my cheeks. He scoffed and brushed past me to take his jacket and put it on. "Damn right you are. You hurt me now, just like back then, you were hurt by him" he said and I only started crying more after he said that, because he was right. I slightly flinched when I heard the door fall into its lock, not knowing how to go on now.
But I had to go on and after a sleepless night, I got to the JTC again, not knowing how things would pan out when Dean and Kenan would meet at training, if Kenan had told Dilara yet, if he was still engaged? Hell, I didn't even know if me and Dean were still together. When I looked at the pictures on my wall, I froze. Uncle John. He was going to decapitate me.
One problem dissolved when I opened my computer and found a memo that Dean had called in sick for today's training. Understandable only for me, but we were playing PSG in the first leg of the Champions League quarter-final in just a few days and by missing now, he was risking his spot in the starting line-up. Great, I was ruining his career now too. Besides that, nothing groundbreaking happened at work today, which was good, because I didn't think I could handle much more.
But the universe was testing me, when I heard footsteps approaching my door that evening as I was packing up my stuff, ready to leave. It opened without the person knocking first and I knew who it was before even turning around. "You haven't developed a habit of knocking in these years?" I huffed annoyedly at Kenan. "I know you always want to see me" he replied and shrugged. "But I asked your assistant if you were busy, if it makes you feel better" he added, a bit more quietly. "What do you want?" I asked.
"Dean knows" he stated and I raised my eyebrows. "Didn't take him long to figure it out. Said I looked like I had just cheated and he connected the dots. I'd never cheat on him unless it was... you" I sighed and covered my face with my hands. "Fuck..." he huffed. "Have you told Dilara?" I asked. "Not yet, she had a big exam today and I didn't want to ruin that, but-" he replied, before I cut him off.
"Good. You won't tell her" I stated. "What? You expect me to fake being the perfect fiancé?" he asked angrily. "Just... wait! I don't know what Dean's plan is but if she doesn't come to the game in a few days, tabloids will smell something's fishy" I replied sternly. "Oh and what do you plan to come up with, Bibi?" he shouted. "Just... let me talk to Uncle John first, he'll know what to do" I replied nervously.
"You have to solve your problems alone, Bibi. You're old enough and Uncle John won't always be here to save the day" he scoffed. "You're just saying this because you're afraid he tells me to sell you off to some club in Kazakhstan" I chuckled. "This is not funny, Bibi. We ruined two innocent people's lives. And if we don't do this right, we're going down too" he said seriously.
"Are you ready to go down together, though?" I asked with a trembling voice. I needed to know if, after everything, we were ready to give us a chance. He looked at me seriously. "We swim together, we drown together" he replied. "How romantic" I huffed and sat down on my office chair, burying my head in my hands. I felt him come closer and move away my hands to see my face. "I won't leave this time, never again, Bibi" he whispered and kissed my cheek. I nodded and patted his shoulder, not really knowing what to do.
"You need to focus on the game now, we need to win. After that, I'll talk to Uncle John and see what we can come up with to make this as respectful as possible for everyone" I sighed. "There's nothing respectful about breaking two people's hearts to make other two hearts happy" he scoffed. "Oh, I'm sorry, but we wouldn't be in this situation if you hadn't proposed to the first girl running into you on your Turkish family holidays" I shouted and stood up from my seat angrily. "And I'm repeating myself here, but you running off to shag my best friend wasn't the nicest thing either!" he shouted back.
"And again! I WASN'T THE ONE TO LEAVE! I stayed right where you left me!" I yelled. "I think we've said everything for today" he replied quietly before walking out of my office again. My hands went into my hair and I tugged at it, ready to rip it out of my head. I was furious and boiling - I had been selfish once and the whole situation now was a powder keg, ready to explode any second. That's why I had been brought up to always put the club and its needs above me. But I had broken that rule once and had to pay a heavy price for that, however this would go.
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📍 Turin Italia elle_italia In this month's issue, we sat down with our favourite boss girl, Beatrice Agnelli. During our interview, we spoke about the first months of her Juventus presidency, how she defines her own role as a member of Italy's "secret royal family" and about her relationship with footballer and childhood best friend, Dean Huijsen.
juvefan101 Her and Dean are adorable, I love them user1 She's living every girl's dream user2 Ok but I wanna know the ☕️ about Kenan and her footballfan101 Why wasn't Dean at training today? Pls don't tell me he's sick or injured, we'll lose the game with our him 😭
