The First Girl I Loved

#20

Lucy's POV

"Nice game eh? You did good earlier," our team captain-slash-goalkeeper threw her hands up to me, asking for high five obviously. I smacked my hands on her, and gave her a nod.

"Thanks, you too as well"

We talk a little bit more about the game earlier and headed to our individual hotel rooms. We're here in Orlando for our 12th game in the World's League. The game earlier was a bit hard and intense but we managed to goal and defend the opponents. Unfortunately, I got injured in my left ankle. Someone on the other team tackled me harshly which caused me to sprain myself. Our next game would be in Spain after 2 weeks. That's much a lot time for me to recover from my injury.

I managed to goal earlier before I got injured. It was an incredible assist by my teammate... Stacy. She slayed the whole arena earlier, with her unbelievable speed and skills.

I sat on the couch and played with my fingers.

It's been 6 months since my last encounter with my teammate. It's been half a year since that night that I can clearly remember. The night that I won't forget.

"Shit," my tears filling in my eyes slowly made their way down my cheeks

She made her promise that she would stay away from me after that night. She never approached me or even talked to me. She completely ignored me as if I'm a complete stranger.

"Fuck, why am I even crying?"

I wiped my tears and slowly lay on my back, staring at the white plain ceiling.

It's okay right? It's okay to cry. Even if I don't even know why. I'm so dumb.

In those 6 months, I managed to strengthen my communication with Madison. We now have a healthy relationship going on, because of our both efforts and eagerness to talk to each other. Both of our team are doing great, so it's not impossible for us to go to the top 10.

But I don't know. Sometimes... I still feel alone and sad at the same time. I feel incomplete. Stacy managed to bring back the emotions I felt for her before, the pain and sadness I felt when I lost her.

The fact that after this tournament, all of us will go and separate ways again. I will go back to Brazil. That truth caused so much feelings inside, like my stomach is being tied up. I, myself can be easily attached to the people and the environment, so it's pretty sad that all of this will be done with after few months.

It's not that I don't want to come back in Brazil anymore, but I just don't want to go home yet.

Knowing that both me and Stacy are still not in good terms. Maybe just for me.

"Hey, asshole! You here?" Yeshia knocked on the door and entered

Both Yeshia and I are sharing rooms since the league started. I sat up and looked at her who's eyes are glued on her phone. I breathed heavily and felt that feeling again in my stomach.

She threw herself on the bed but her eyes are still locked on her phone.

I stand up and sat at the edge of the bed, "What are you doing?" I asked while rubbing my injured ankle

"Playing," she said stilll not looking at me

"Uh huh," I crawled near her and saw her playing, actually not playing but looks like she's capturing something from the ceiling using her camera. I looked at the ceiling as well, but saw nothing special.

"Umm, I don't know that game"

"Me neither, I think it's fake! It's not even working!"

"Is that a ghost app or something?"