The Footballer

Chapter 16

Jorge's POV
☆Next day☆

*Today is the day. Mexico - Spain. We are going to win this. Well coach said to come practicing on 09:00 a.m. so here I come.*

☆By the football club☆
Jorge: Coach I'm here.

Coach: Good, now we have everyone. Guys you are going to run alone. Run as much as you can but be back before it's 10.30 a.m. okay?

All: Yes coach.

*We stood up and walked to the exit*

*Were should I go? I'll see.* *First I runned to the bakery. Then to the mall, restaurants, couple of houses, the hockey field, and ar last to the forest* *I runned in the forest but stopped because I didn't know the time. So I looked at my phone. 10.10 a.m. if I hurry I'm on time. So I runned. And I runned past someone... Wait what? Past someone? I walked back. It was a girl.*

Jorge: Hello? Are you okay?
*No answer. So I turned her around. That was one of the biggest shocks in my life. It was Tina. No idiot Tini. But I don't care.*

Jorge: Tini? Can you hear me?
*No answer. I layed my hand on her head and it felt could.*

Jorge: Tini? Come on react. I have a game to play.
* Still no answer. This is not good... What should I do? Take her to the hospital! I picked her up in bridestyle and runned with her in my arms to the hospital.*

☆At the hospital☆
Jorge: Hello? Someone?

??: Hello how can I help you?

Jorge: I found her in the forest while I was running and she doesn't react anymore.

??: Okay. I will call a doctor you can sit with her in that room over there. The doctor is here as soon as possible. And what is your name?

Jorge: Jorge Blanco... you don't know me? That's so 2015. Not knowing me.

* And there we are sitting in a room while missing the first game...*
??: Mister Blanco?

Jorge: Yes!

??: You can come with me.

Jorge: Yes! *I stood up with Tini in my arms and walked after the doctor.

☆In the docter's room☆
Jorge: May I say that you took the time? This girl doesn't react on anything and you just... it's just you never let Jorge Blanco, the best footballer on earth, wait. Got that?

??: Yes... I'm doctor Gambandé.

Jorge: Yes, and I didn't ask for your name.

Doctor Gambandé: Do you know if she has siblings?

Jorge: Nope.

Doctor Gambandé: Okay I will look in her dossier.

Jorge: Wait. Shouldn't you do something? She doesn't react. And you are just gonna walk away and look for her siblings?

Doctor Gambandé: What can I do? If she doesn't react, what can I do to let her react?

Jorge: You should ask me because I studdied for being a doctor.

Doctor Gambandé: Fine I will call another doctor.
*He walks away*
Jorge: What is wrong de with him?
* I looked at my phone and saw that it was already 11:00 a.m. That means everyone was already in the bus. On their way to win of Spain. And I'm here sitting alone.*

??:Am I interrupting you?

Jorge: No.

??: Well hello I'm doctor McLaren. An I will be the one who will take care of your girlfriend.

Jorge: Wait she is not my girlfriend!

Doctor McLaren: Oh sorry. But I'm sure she's gonna react.

Jorge: Can I go now? I'm missing an important game.

Doctor McLaren: Well I would appreciate it if you'd stay. Doctor Gambandé is calling the brother of...

Jorge: ... Oh Tina.

Doctor McLaren: Of Tina. So he will come. By then you can leave.

Jorge: I have to wait..?

Doctor McLaren: Yes you do.

☆After a while☆
??: The brother of Tini is here.

Doctor McLaren: Tini? This guy said Tina.

Jorge: Yeah my mistake.

??: Hey I'm Fran the brother of Tini. What ha- What are you doing here? What are you doing near my sister?

Jorge: Well as you can see I'm the one who brought her here. That's what best footballers in the world do. Oh so you're not one of them..? Such a shame...

Fran: Get your mouth shot. Or I...

Jorge: You what? Is Fran afraid to tell things?

Fran: Okay that's enough.
-He pushed me om the ground-

Doctor McLaren: Guys! Stop. Jorge what happened? Your nouse is bleeding.

Jorge: This creature pushed me on the ground.

Doctor McLaren: I think it will be better if you leave mister Stoessel.

Fran: Fine I'll let my sister alone here with this monster.

Jorge: Hey I'm not a monster! And if I am, I'm a good looking, best footballer and best lying monster on earth. So I am the BFG. You can't say so... to bad... I'm happy that I don't have a brother like you...

Doctor McLaren: You know what? Go home... both of you!