There's More to Soccer Then That

Chapter 8

// Kelley \\

I was utterly shocked when Hope ran in to tell us Scarlet had been arrested. I simply sat there, frozen, as the rest of our teammates rushed over, bombarding her with questions. There's no way that sweet hearted girl could do any kind of crime. No way. I refuse to believe it. I continue to sit there, watching Hope try to calm everyone down.

"What happened?!" Alex exclaimed.

"Yeah, there's no way she got herself into THAT much trouble! We've only been here an 2 hours!" Pinoe added.

"Everyone calm down and give her space to explain!" Carli yelled, trying to reason. With that, everyone kinda backed off from Hope, and let her talk.

"We were simply sitting at the beach, having a simple conversation. 5 or 6 officers came running down and literally pushed her into the sand. They told us she was under arrest before she could start a fight." With that, everyone began to say "Seriously?" knowing she had been falsely arrested. My mind filled with worry, concern, and helplessness all in one. Even though I had only known this girl for such a short time, I felt like I've known her for years. She was part of me, whether she wanted to or not. She was one of my best friends, and I couldn't imagine life without meeting that sweet, gentle, badass, sarcastic giant. I couldn't help but feel guilt flood my mind as my thoughts shifted to the fight. This all started because I got upset over something stupid. No, it wasn't stupid. She was being her sweet self and was being a good sport, and it was those German's faults for not taking the lost against a new player well. With all of these thoughts rushing around me, I nearly passed out on the spot- but a voice called me out of my mind.

"Kel, you alright?"  Tobin asked from just behind me. I hadn't even realized the tan colored brunette approach until just now. I nearly fell out of my seat at the sudden query.

"Oh gosh- ha yeah. I'm fine, it's just this entire thing has my mind going every which way." I replied, rubbing my four main fingers against my right side temples.

"Well come on. A few of us are going to talk to coach about the situation." Tobin said, offering me a smile and a hand out of my seat. I gladly took it, and she slung me into her side as she wrapped the arm around my shoulders. Tobin had always been a big sister to me. Her and Alex are really close to me, they've helped me in plenty of hard times, and hopefully vise versa. I let out a soft sigh as I let her guide me out of the double doors.

The 7 of us filed towards the meeting room where coach Ellis was with the trainers. It was Hope, Carli, Alex, Tobin, Julie, Moe and I that had came. The rest of the team stayed back, hoping to calm down about the situation at hand. Carli lead, knocking on the door. Surprisingly enough, the usual calm cool and collected polar bear captain had been anything but that. She was fired up and hot tempered right now, but I didn't blame her. We were all pretty furious about the problem. Once we were let in, Hope explained once again what exactly had taken place, but what she didn't say the first time was that they assaulted her. They assaulted her!! What right did they have to do that?! As the team and I argued harshly about what needs to happen, we came to an agreement. Carli, Tobin and coach Ellis would head down to the police station and would talk things through, and would call back home to get the approval for Scarlet's release. The 5 of us left would stay in the meeting room until further notice. I watched as the 3 of them headed out, then got up to scoot over to Alex. But to my surprise, my vision faltered and I was forced to grab onto the wooden long table.

"Woah, Kels. You alright?" Julie asked me, whom was sitting just a seat behind me. She had stood up at my sudden blunder, while Moe and Alex sort of gripped the table, ready to jump if I were to fall. I honestly felt fine, but I couldn't help but wonder why exactly I had gotten a dizzy spell. I shifted my weight and walked around the chair, when my legs buckled from under me and darkness hit faster then me against the ground.

"KELLEY!" I heard Hope's voice exclaim, along with hands grabbed onto my arm that faced up. My ears began to rang, then I fell asleep.

// Scarlet \\
I was guided into the holding facility with my wrists cuffed behind me. The unlocked the cell, and showed me in, where they unlocked my cuffs just to relock them, this time at my stomach. I took a gulp, looking around at the Korean inmates. They began to whisper to eachother, then one of the taller females stood up and walked over, looking me over head to toe.

"Nice.  Ink." She said simply, her voice deep and rough as she circled me.

"Yeah, for an 'American' soccer player." One of the other inmates said. She had her hair shaved and cut short, tattoos over her hands. The way she said American, triggered me a bit inside.

"So you fight on field. But you're being held back in a place where fights usually take place." The same girl chuckled, and I was then pinned against the hard stone floor. Her kneecap was dug tightly in my ribs, her hands secured around my throat. Normally, I could easily turn the tables and be in control within seconds. But I'm not going to fight. They put me in here for fighting, I'm not going to prove them right. With that, the taller girl that had approached me pulled me up by my track jacket, then swung her hand cuffs. The metal made contact with the left side of my face, and I jolted into the wall. I opened my eyes to see a blood splatter on the floor, along with more red dripping down my chin.

"Come on little American girl. Fight." The girl that had pinned me teased, and kicked at my leg. I fell to one knee, gritting my teeth at the uncomfortable feeling in my kneecap. Another swing of handcuffs, this time hitting me directly in the side of my head. Before I could recover, I was kicked in the mouth, this time I fell face down. I spat blood, cringing as I tasted the metallic liquid rushing from between my lips. Metal rattled, and the chains of someone's handcuffs were wrapped around my neck. I began to cough, choke, and gasp for air. The grip tightened, and my eyes widened as my air supply was completely cut off. To my luck, whistles blew and I was thrown down to the stone, gasping and coughing up blood. I'd lay there until I was picked up and practically dragged into another room, I didn't know where because I didn't bother opening my eyes.