We Can't Go Back...

Goals & Old Foes (19)

Julie Foudy: HAT TRICK Y/N Y/L/N! She's been playing with an intensity I've never seen before. She helps the USA keep there solid 3 nothing lead in the 85th minuet.

Tony DiCicco: It was an amazing goal but there was a huge collision and Y/N is still on the ground.

Julie Foudy: And its not looking so good Tony the trainers on the field just signaled for a stretcher.

*Your POV*

"Hey your going to be okay." Alex whispers in my ear as they put me on the stretcher.

I don't have the energy to respond the pain running through my leg is the only things I can focus on.

"Yeah she's done." I hear the paramedic say.

-Hours Earlier-

"Y/N you should at least hear her out." Hope says.

"No, I don't want her in my life and she knows that." I say.

We're playing Brazil and Bia is on their national team. She texted me and asked if we could talk. But I don't know or care what she's going to say. I can't have her fucking with my head before this game, its too important. We're in the group stage with Brazil, Mexico, and Canada. They're all great teams so we need to give it our all so we come out on top.

"We aren't going to force you to go but don't let this mess with your head." Ash says.

"Have what mess with your head?" Carli asks coming over.

I sigh and tell her about the whole Bia situation.

"I don't mean to sound like an asshole or anything but can you guys talk after the game, if you want to talk to her at all. Y/N we need you if we're going to win this and we need you 100% focused." Carli says.

She's our captain and I know what she's saying is true. I nod my head and just walk back to my room where Alex is laying on the bed reading a book.

"Hey, are you okay?" She asks putting her book down, looking up at me.

I nod my head and go and pull her in for a kiss before going to find Tobin. She was in the lobby, ball in hand waiting for me.

"Vamos Chachi." I say.

"Again with the name?" Tobin whines following me to the park across from our hotel.

I started calling Tobin Chachi because life. I legit have no better answer than that. We juggle and play around with the ball, doing keep away and step overs trying to one up each other. We drew in quite a crowd and some people even recorded us. We would have kept going but Ash came out and told us we have to get ready for the game. Tobin and I sign a few things for people before going to our rooms and getting on our travel gear on. I like to eat a light snack before I play along with some of the other girls. We meet French in the lobby and once everyone is here we load onto the bus and head to the stadium. I put my headphones on blocking out everything. The bus ride and getting dressed in the locker room was kind of a haze to me. I didn't get my mind right until warm ups start. I don't know what but some thing clicks and every touch us perfect, I'm not missing a beat. Once warm ups are done we go back into the locker room and put on our uniforms.

"Hey, I'm a strong believer that how you start says a lot." Carli says.

We all nod agreeing with her.

"But how you finish is what people will remember. So let's go out there and give them something to remember." Carli finishes.

"USA on 3!" I yell.

"1, 2, 3, USA!" We all yell before heading out onto the field.

We take the starting 11 picture then get in our positions. The ref blows the whistle and we're off. A Brazilian defender takes a bad touch near their bench and sends the ball out of play. I go to take the throw but can't find the ball.

"Aqui. Here." I hear someone say.

"Obrigado. Thank you." I say in Portuguese as an automatic response before turning around and seeing who the person was.

Tite was standing there with a smug smirk on his face. He was my youth national team coach he's the one that made me hate the sport I love. He's the reason why these training with the US National team feel like a walk in the park. He's the one that pushes me past my breaking point.

"Estou intrigado para ver como você joga. Quer dizer, eu já sei porque eu te fiz. Graças a mim você agora é um inferno de um jogador. I'm intrigued to see how you play. I mean I already know because I made you. Thanks to me you're now one hell of a player." Tite says.

I take the ball and find a teammate before throwing it in.

"Fiz-me, mas você está certo sobre uma coisa, sou um inferno de um jogador. I made myself but you are right about one thing, I am one hell of a player." I say.

I look and see Carli helping Alex out and they get the ball and start their run towards the goal. Before I take off I hear Tite say something else.

"Ela vai ser imparável. She's going to be unstoppable."

I smirk and get open for Alex's pass. Once I get the ball at my feet I look up and see the goalkeeper was shuffling and favoring the left side of the goal. I was about 30 yards out to the left side of the field. Out of the corner of my eye I see that defenders are coming to pressure me. I take a few more touches so I was somewhat in the middle of the field and struck the ball to the right corner of the goal. I didn't have to keep watching to know it was going in. Halftime came and the score was 1-0 but we know we want another goal. We went back out and in the 55th minuet a defender takes a bad touch and I get the ball up the field and it was in the back of the net. We celebrate before going back to our side of the field and resetting. The ref signals for a sub and I see Bia come onto the field. The game kinda gets settled down but I know I want another goal, it was now or never. We get a throw in and Becky takes it. There are about 7 defenders but we somehow manage to keep the ball. I pass Alex the ball and her and Carli play around with it while I loose my mark. Carli picks her head and and finds me. She sends it in and I turn around and bicycle kick the ball into the goal. But when I come down I feel someone collide with my body and I land on my knee. I scream out and just want the pain to go away.

-Present Time-
Location: Hospital

"Well Y/N I hate to say it but you tore your ACL and your MCL." The doctor says.

I just put my hands over my face and he talks to the trainer that came with me. They do a few more tests and within the hour the whole team is here.

"Hey." Hope says.

I just look up at her and start bawling.

"The Olympics, The World Cup, I'm done." I sob.

Hope wraps her arms around me along with some of the other girls. This was my dream, I was here I was living it and know its now over.