"Leah seriously" I say sighing, trying to hold back the anger im feeling right now, keeping my eyes locked on the road ahead of us.
I'm driving us back from the match we had just lost. Leah had obviously taken it harder than the rest of us and she is making that predominantly clear by the way she is shouting about it, or at me should I say.
"No y/n, that game was awful. Everyone played like shit, you included. What were those passes. All of them were either too short or too long or just completely off target it's like you forgot how to play football" she says, her voice laced with venom as she stares at me from the seat next to me, her eyes burning into the side of my face. I try not to let her cruel criticism break through my barriers but my attempts are futile. I can feel my heart beat pick up due to the anger bubbling inside my chest. I try and push it down, staying silent but I can't keep it in
"Leah you're being nasty. You were the captain today, act like it. I wasn't the only person on the field and I don't need you to pick apart my performance. I know I wasn't playing my best today but I don't need you to throw it in my face like this" I say my voice matching hers as I let the frustration I'm feeling slip into my words.
" I know but-" she begins saying but I cut her off, not wanting to hear her speak any longer
"No. Leah enough. I don't know what's with you today but you're not like this. You were asked to be the captain today because you are a good leader and you motivate the team when we need it but right now you are being the opposite and I don't like it. You're practically blaming the whole loss on me and it's unfair and I'm not listening to it any longer. I know I'm your girlfriend but that doesn't give you a reason to speak to me like this. I'm still a player on the team. When you snap out of whatever horrid mode you're in we can talk but until then, stay away from me. I don't want to be near you right now" I say, finality lacing my tone as well as anger and confusion at the way Leah is acting.
The rest of the car ride is silent, Leah just stares out the window, not looking in my direction.
I pull into our driveway, taking the keys out of the ignition and opening the door in one motion. Wanting to escape the tension that has filled the car as soon as possible. By the time I have taken my kit bag out of the boot and unlocked the front door Leah is only getting out of the passenger side.
I walk into the house, dropping my bag on the floor next to my shoes I have just taken off. I go upstairs as Leah enters the door behind me. I know my behavior is petty but her words upset me and I know if I'm near her now I'll just make this worse by continuing the argument.
Going into our bedroom i head straight for the shower hoping it will calm my emotions down, but as soon as I step under the steamy water I can't help the frustrated tears escape my eyes. I didn't realize until now that I was holding them in for the whole car ride home. I know I played poorly today and I'm already feeling shit about it, I didn't need Leah criticizing me as much as she just had.
My hot tears mix with the water trickling down my face. I wash my hair and then step out, just wanting to go to sleep and forget bout today for a few hours.
I wipe the condensation off the bathroom mirror, getting a glimpse of my red eyes and puffy face. I sigh making my way into the bedroom and quickly getting changed into my pajamas.
It's around 9pm, I wouldn't usually go to bed this early but not wanting to go downstairs and have to interact with my girlfriend i slide under the covers and turn the light off, submerging myself into the darkness of the room, wising it would swallow me up.
I lie in bed, my body facing the door for what feels like hours. I can't sleep. Me and Leah don't fight a lot but when we do we normally resolve it before going to sleep but tonight feels different.
The darkness that was surrounding me was interrupted by light seeping through the door as Leah entered the room. Before she noticed I was awake I closed my eyes, not in the mood to confront our earlier argument. She disappeared into the bathroom for a few minutes then slipped into bed next to me.
The room filled with silence for a moment, neither of us moving and then Leah spoke quietly and softly.
"I'm sorry" her words followed by a soft kiss on the back of my head. Then her body shifted, as she turned to face the other side of the room. The action warmed my heart but it didn't replace the aching her words left earlier.
I felt myself drifting off soon after, it was as if her presence soothed me even if we were fighting, her being next to me still brought me comfort.
I woke up to the morning sun peeking through the curtains. As I sat up I looked beside me noticing leah had already gotten up. The argument we had last night and Leah's words started to come back to me as I stared at the empty sheets. Sighing I got out of bed, heading to the kitchen desperately craving a coffee.
As I walked downstairs the smell of cooking and freshly brewed coffee filled my senses and a small smile crept across my face. I made my way into the kitchen where the smell was the strongest, leah was stood at the stove focused on the pan in front of her. when she noticed my presence behind her she pulled her attention away from it and onto me giving me a soft smile.
"Morning. I made you coffee" she said, placing a steaming mug in front of me as i sat on one of the bar stools.
"Thanks" I said, my voice quiet but grateful
Silence encapsulated the room again and Leah returned to the stove, me watching her movements. She wasn't a good chef by any means but I appreciated the effort she was making.
Once she playedd the eggs and bacon, she placed one of them in front of me and sat opposite me with her plate.
"I want to talk about yesterday" she said her voice hesitant as she watched my face for any objection.
I nodded, encouraging her to continue as I ate my breakfast.
" I had no right to speak to you like that, it was mean and unfair. I'm sorry if I made you feel like the loss was your fault yesterday because that's not true. We win and loose as a team, it was as much mine and everyone else on the teams fault as it was yours. I'm not trying to make excuses for my behavior because there is none, but I just wanted us to preform well yesterday because I was captaining and I wanted to prove I was good enough and I know that's not right and I'm sorry. I want to make it up to you and the team, I will be better." She tells me, her eyes staring into mine, her expression filled with guilt and remorse.
I sigh, i can tell she's sorry, she isn't like this. She's a good captain, I've always thought that but what she said hurt.
"I know you're sorry leah, but it still hurt. You're a good captain, you wouldn't be one if that wasn't true. Don't let doubt turn you into someone you're not" I say, my words sincere. She sighed leaning back into the chair.
" I know, I'm really sorry y/n" she says earnestly.
"It's okay" I tell her, not wanting to drag this out and prolong the argument when she's sorry.
I grab her hand across the table, squeezing it and I see her shoulders relax at the contact.
"I must say le, this breakfast wasn't half bad, we might have to argue more if it means you'll start cooking for me" I say smirking, trying to ease the tension with a bit of humor. She laughs, her smile brightening the room. Whatever tension that remained was soon replaced by our shared laughter.
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Sorry this is so long and shit lol anyway hope you like it
