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📍 Mallorca, Islas Baleares, Spain Tagged: jamescorbyn8, alfie.corbyn soph.corbyn Spain in pain when the Brits show up 🇬🇧🇪🇸
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My family and I were currently having dinner at our favourite seafood restaurant where we came back to every year here in Mallorca. Memories of me telling Ruben about our yearly family traditions here and the anticipation of him joining us this summer resurfaced, and I tried putting on a brave face in front of my parents as the waiter asked me what I wanted to order.
After Alfie chose a wine, I excused myself to the loo for a moment, but when I came back to the table, I couldn't believe my eyes. "Oh Ruben, I'm so glad you were able to make it, Soph said you had a change of plans and would be on holidays with your family!" my mum gushed as Ruben was kissing her cheeks to greet her. Alfie was looking at me horrified, him being the only who knew about our break-up yet as I just didn't have the nerves to deal with my parents' reactions on that yet.
"You've got nerve to show up here!" I scoffed as I arrived at my seat again and as handsome as Ruben looked, I could already picture him with a skanky-looking Camila girl in bed. Yes, of course I had stalked her and seen that she knew a teammate of his, that's probably how they met. Everyone's faces were confused and Alfie had covered his with his handkerchief. "What do you mean? I came here to woo you over again" he replied with a dreamy smile as he grabbed a chair from a neighbouring table to sit down next to me. With a quick gesture, he told the waiter to set cutlery and plates also for him.
"Dude you've already wooed her away" James chuckled but mine and Alfie's faces told a different story. "You know, we should order some more entrees" Alfie said and waved the waiter over, making him explain for at least ten minutes every starter on the menu, just to keep the conversation away from us. Next, our food arrived and there was an eerie silence at the table with my parents throwing glances at each other, each one trying to persuade the other to ask the pressing question in the room.
Only James didn't seem bothered at all and chatted with Ruben about pre-season, which the latter was going to sit out due to his participation in the EUROs. "Some salt, baby?" Ruben asked, and while usually it was a lovely gesture of his, as he knew that I liked every food extra salty, this time it got me raging. "Baby?! Is that what you called that Camila girl too?" I snapped back, as he furrowed his eyebrows.
"Who the fuck is Camila?" he asked confusedly. "You're unbelievable" I scoffed, now he was also denying it. My parents seemed to just want this dinner to be over to pull an excuse for getting back to the hotel, far away from us and this drama. To be honest, I wanted to leave this table too but I had too much respect for my parents to just stand up and leave them back, not wanting to be ungrateful for the dinner and holiday they were paying.
So I sat through the dinner, and when the bill was finally paid, I quickly stood up. "Uh- thanks. I'm meeting with George and the others down at BCM, I'll see you guys tomorrow and you... hopefully not" I told my family before turning to Ruben. "Yeah, no chance you're going there alone. That group is a bit weird, we're going too" James scoffed and pointed at him, Alfie and Ruben. "James, we've known them since we were kids and holidayed together every year here. You've just started finding them weird since Soph grew boobs" Alfie shot back.
"Look, I don't know what's going on between Ruben and Sophia but letting her go alone to a nightclub is not the solution, Alf" James said. "Maybe if you weren't that stuck up his ass, your sister would have told you what happened" Alfie snapped. "Ok, ok, we all go to that club and... maybe we can talk on the way?" Ruben asked, turning to me. "Talk to your hand, she'll be the one wanking you off tonight" I snapped and started walking to the club, which wasn't far from our restaurant.
The guys kept their distance and apparently James pressed Ruben to tell him what was going on which ended in an argument between the three guys because Alfie only knew my side of the story. I somehow managed to slip away from them and meet my group of friends who were huddled close to the bar, downing one drink after the other - exactly what I needed.
"Hey, Soph, isn't that your boyfriend upstairs?" one of the girls asked and pointed at the VIP area. Of course Ruben was there with my brothers. "Uhhh... I think that's another footballer, friend of James'!" I replied and downed another tequila shot. "No, I'm pretty sure that's-" George, the guy next to me said, but I interrupted him. "Just shut up and play along, you can grope my boobs and we'll make out for a minute or so" I hissed at him and his eyes lit up.
"Really?" he asked as if he had been told that it was Christmas morning. I took a peek over my shoulder and saw that Ruben's eyes were firmly on me, while my brothers had somehow both managed to chat up girls. Perfect. "Come here" I muttered and grabbed George's shirt before clashing my lips on his and started to make out with him. Bleaurgh, he was an awful kisser, especially compared to Ruben, but who cared. I wanted him to get a taste of what he did to me with that Camila girl. Show him he can be replaced too.
"The boobs!" I said through gritted teeth as I caught some air, interrupting the kiss. "Oh yeah" George mumbled and quickly put his hand on my cleavage. His touch didn't turn me on at all, but I knew that Ruben loved my breasts and this would drive him even more insane. "Ok thanks!" I chirped as I pulled away again. "Anytime" George mumbled dreamily before I made my way outside to catch some fresh air. I turned the corner of the club for some peace, but instead, a storm approached me from behind.
"Are you out of your mind?" Ruben barked. "What?" I asked annoyedly. "I come here to try and fix us and this is how you behave?!" he shouted. "You broke up with me! Why are you even here?!" I shouted back. "Because I made a mistake, I hurt you and I wanted to redeem myself. But apparently, you've moved on pretty easily" he barked.
"You're unbelievable! You invited another girl to the game against France immediately after breaking up with me, gosh you footballers are all the same! Was she a nice fuck? A nice rebound?" I asked. "I don't even know what the hell you're talking about! All I know is that my Soph would never kiss just any guy in a fucking club!" he argued. "There is no your Soph anymore! You messed up and I can't forgive you!" I shouted, the tears prickling in my eyes.
And for the first time, he remained silent, he didn't argue back, finally giving me a chance to speak what was on my mind. "I knew that being with you came with sacrifices and you knew that I was willing to compromise. All I wanted was respect and appreciation for what I was doing. What I got instead, were snarky and boyish comments, and I'm not willing to put up with that." I said with a shaky voice as a tear slipped down my cheek. "I'll see you back in Manchester" I added before making my way back to the hotel and texting my brothers that I had left.
