Can't Do It Solo (Sequel to Have Hope)

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Your POV:

"Be honest with us Y/N. Why'd you come here?"

"I was thinking about every thing I went through from the minute I arrived here." I said. "How I never fit in anywhere, no one wanted me. Then one day the US soccer team stumbles into my life and suddenly I'm adopted by Hope Solo." I looked up. "How does that happen?"

"Y/N." She put my hand on my knee. "When you arrived here you were 1. You were a baby. I knew you'd end up with a family that was perfect for you. Every time you went home with a family, I'd wait for you to be brought back. I never pictured you living in the big home with a white picket fence or the beat up apartment. I never pictured you living with a mom and a dad with their perfect A+ student children or the single lady and her dogs." 

"Who'd you picture me with?"

"Someone like Hope. Someone who went through hell but still managed to keep her head up. Who felt like an outcast, but didn't let it phase her. You and Hope are perfect for each other. That's how it happened." 

I smiled. "And Kelley?"

"She took you in when Hope couldn't. She loves Hope, we know you told us. But she loves you too Y/N. Never doubt that. They're your parents and they love you very much."

I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. 

"Answer it." I pulled my phone out. 

"Hello?"

"Where are you?" Hope said.

"I had to do something." I said. "I needed answers."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." I said. 

"Thank god." I heard her sigh. "She's ok, Kel." 

"Mom?"

"Yeah?"

"Why'd you adopt me?"

"Y/N? Where's this coming from?"

"I said I needed answers. This is the last one I need. Why did you adopt me?"

"Because when I met you I saw that you were a closed off girl who honestly believed that she didn't deserve happiness. I was like that. I believed that everyone hated me and that I deserved it. I grew up with a father who I didn't know, but everything seemed to be a lie with him. Meeting you, you grew up with no one, and no one gave you a chance. I saw myself in you, Y/N. You're a fighter, like me. You're strong like me. And you were a great kid who needed to know that someone believed in her. Carli asked me what I was thinking after we met you. I said that you needed people in your life who would be there forever."

"You said that?"

"Yeah. And I also said that I was gonna be that person. I didn't give birth to you, I haven't known you your whole life. But you are my daughter, and I am going to love and protect you for the rest of my life and even beyond that."

I smiled.

"Mom?"

"Yes?"

"I love you."

She paused. "I love you too."

We lost today. It's not Christen's fault, It's not Alex's fault. It's not Hope's fault. Don't blame Kelley, Carli, Mal, Crystal, Ali, Whitney, Becky, Julie, Lindsey, Morgan, Tobin, Meghan, Megan, or Alyssa. They left their hearts on the field. They made us and this country proud. Don't blame Ashlyn, Heather, Sam or Emily. They didn't play, but they were ready if we needed them. They ALSO made us and this country proud. This not the players faults, so don't blame them. 

If you wanna blame someone, blame Jill. She had ALL that talent on her finger tips, but didn't know how to use it. She put Christen in for 10 minutes, and expected her to step up and take that penalty. She took Kelley out and put Megan in to give her playing time, in a MUST WIN game. Then wasted a sub to take her out. She kept the BEST outside back on the bench, and put Tobin in that position. Blame Jill. She made the wrong choices today.

Again. Don't blame the players, blame the coach. The players knew what they had to do, and how to do it. Jill didn't give them the time or chances to do it. 

That's my rant. Bye.