Saving The Day

11

Currently in the waiting room. For the signing, I'm getting touch ups on my face and hair. Alex is getting her make up done and her hair braided. Alex and I had stopped at the store before we got here, I taped my own ribcage. The perks of studying Athletic training and Sports medicine (which I'm actually studying). I take ibuprofen for the pain.

"Let's go sweets" my agent Samantha tells me. I get up and Alex walks out with me, her arm wrapped our mine. I walk to the table, and the press ask me about what I will bring to Lyon. I take pictures with certain people, and then my new manager. We take a picture together, and then another one with my new club Jersey. After the pictures, they start the congratulation party. I greet a few people and thank them for coming. The entire time, Alex by my side. I know she doesn't want to be here but she insisted so I wouldn't be alone.

"We can go if you want" I tell her, she doesn't say anything. I grab her hand. She looks at me with sadness in her eyes. I let go of her and I walk to my agent.

"Hey I have to go finalize my apartment leave" I tell Samantha, even though I'm lying.

"Okay, have a good day! Good luck on your game" she tells me. I walk back to where I left Alex, I grab her hand we walk out. We drive to Krashlyns house. I ring the doorbell and we hear barking coming from inside. Ash opens the door to let us in. Alex walks to the couch.

"Its going to be a while until she gets better.. she still has the ring on" Ash whispers to me. I look at Alex's hand, she does. I walk to the couch and sit next to her. I look at Ash, and she nods. She takes Ali and herself out side, and  she closes the slide door. I turn my body to where it's facing Alex.

"Don't bottle it in, it's okay to cry" I tell Alex, she doesn't look at me. She stays in her own world. I put my hand around her and pull her into a hug. After a few seconds I feel my shirt wet. Alex's body starts to shake, I feel the strength leaving her body as she cries.

"Why did he cheat on me!?, why?!" She says banging a little on my chest. I hug her tighter.

"I don't know love, but what I do know is that it wasn't your fault" I tell her. I rub her back, and I feel her pick her head up

"It's my fault, I didn't give him enough. We always argued about how I'm to invested in soccer. I wasn't enough" she tells me with her eyes bloodshot red and her nose pink. I can't believe she's blaming herself for this.

"Alex this is not you're fault. He had no reason to cheat on you. You are incredible, and really.. he wasn't enough." I tell her, I kiss her forehead and bring her back to my embrace. I feel her body relax, and I feel light snores. She fell asleep. Ash and Ali come back in

"It's time we should head back" Ash specks up. I nod, and even though I shouldn't be doing this. I pick up Alex, and I carry her to the car. She doesn't wake up, which is good. We drive back to Tampa. Once we get there, I gently wake up Alex. I walk with her back to her room. Which she's sharing with Carli. We walk in after she slides the key card. She walks to her bed and curls into it. Carli shoots me a questioning look. She walks up to me, and closes the door behind us.

"Why does she look like she's been hit by a bus of emotions?" She asks me worried, and then she observes me.

"What the hell happened to both of you?" She asks me even more serious. I lift my shirt up to show her my taped rib cage. Her face goes from worried to furious.

"Who did this to you?" She asks me with venom in her voice, which really scares me.

"Servando" I tell her. I tell her everything that leads up to this time. She's really upset, like I haven't seen her this upset before. She doenst say anything, I'm quite worried. She walks into the room, and comes back with painkillers.

"Here you need it more then me. You will not play until you fully recover. I'm serious Holland. I don't care if you wake up tomorrow and feel better. You aren't playing, God that? And you need to tell Dawn and Jill" she tells me strictly. I slowly nod and I grab the pill bottles from her. I walk back to my room. I walk in and Ali is folding some of her shirts.

"How are you feeling?" She asks me concerned. I look at her

"Um pretty good right now." I tell her. I walk to my bed, and I gently lay down. It's only 6:45, we have a meeting at 8:30 so I got time to sleep. I grab my other pillow and I hug it. I'm a hugger, don't judge me.