Sweet symphony (Jadon Sancho)

Part 20

Jadon pov
I'm in Portugal for our match and Talia decided not to come to this one as she wants a break from travelling and is staying home, at least she can go to Wembley and watch us in the semis and the final.

I'm positive we will win the euros this year.

Just before the match I post a picture on Instagram of my shirt in the changing rooms until I'm distracted by all these different notifications coming through.

There is pictures of Talia with another man?

No this can't be real

I feel a lump form in my throat as I sit down and read the articles my friends have sent me.

I'm speechless as I see she was spotted eating on what looks like a date with a male and is seen hugging him and his hands on her lower back.

I feel all emotions rush through me.

I gulp as I don't know what to think.

"You okay bro?" Reiss asks me concerned

"I'm fine" I say lying as I quickly lock my phone and get ready for the match
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As I'm running around the pitch my head just isn't in the game.

I can't think straight, my mind is just elsewhere.

The rest of the team is giving me weird looks and I can tell they're frustrated that this is my worst game I've ever played.

I just have no enthusiasm and normally I can keep professional and keep my personal problems out of my football but for some reason this time I just can't

The half time whistle blows and as I exit the pitch I'm met by an annoyed Gareth

"Jadon what is up?" He says with his arms crossed

"Nothing" I say before walking with my head down into the tunnel

"Jadon what is wrong with you?" Mason mount asks

"Nothing" I say distant staring at the ground

"You're clearly not okay" Reiss says giving me a sorry look

"If there is something wrong you need to tell us as it's affecting your playing on the pitch" Harry Kane says As I feel my phone vibrate making me pick it up and check it

"He's not even paying attention" Stones sighs as I read my notification.

It's a message from Talia.

Text message: Talia 🖤
Jadon are you okay? 🥺 I'm watching the match. What's up baby? xx

I decide not to reply as I don't have the energy.
I just throw my phone back next to me before burying my head in my hands.

All the lads leave for the second half but for some reason I can't seem to bring myself up off the seat.

"Jadon are you coming?" Gareth Asks appearing next to me

I remove my hands from my face and let out a loud sigh

"I'm sorry" I say

"I just want to make sure you're alright? Because normally you're so professional and this isn't like you" he says placing a hand on my back

"No I'm fine" I insist

"You're not convincing me. I don't want to make whatever you're feeling worse and I don't want you bringing the team down so I'm going to substitute you" he says

"No I want to play" I say wanting to return for the second half

"No Jadon you're not in the right headspace, I'll say you have a slight injury. Go back to our hotel and clear your mind and sort whatever is going on" he says as he stands up to leave