Bittersweet

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The game was over and we had won the Super Copa beating Barcelona 2-1.

Immediately my eyes were set to the audience more specifically to the vip area where I catch a glimpse of her. We both looked at each other and I made a heart with my hands and smiled at her as she blew me a kiss. I looked around and everyone was celebrating, some were taking pictures with the trophy. It couldn’t be a better night.

As I changed my clothes and got off of the locker room, Jay was waiting for me. I pulled her into a hug and then kissed her right there. Some of my team mates started making weird sounds.

“You were amazing tonight, you know that right?” She said while pulling her arms around my neck. I got closer to kiss her forehead.

“Just because of you” I whispered.

“Sese, come take a picture with me” Módric shouted.

“I’ll be right back, querida” I gave her a kiss.

As Sergio dissapeared into the locker with Módric, I saw Iker coming in my way.

“Hola, Jay” He greeted me with a smile.

“Iker” This wasn’t the right time for drama.

“Can I have a word with you?” He put is hand on my wrist.

“I’m waiting for Sergio” I told him with a blank face.

“It’s quick” He replied. I followed him as he guided me  into an empty room. He seemed tense.

“What do you want?” My voice came out low.

“I want you, Jay. You know that…” He was walking around the room.

“How many times do I have to tell you that I am with Sergio and that I love him?” I was getting sick of this whole drama.

“You say that because you never gave me a chance…I can be so much better for you than him. I would treat you right…and not leaving you at home while I was partying”

“Wait…what are you trying to say?” I was now confused.

“That’s what you heard. It’s not the first time that Sergio leaves you at home while he goes to parties.”

“And how you know that?”

“Because I was with him. I saw everything…” One thing that I couldn’t deny was the fact that Iker was honest and wouldn’t lie to me. I felt like crumbling down. Like I have just been hit by a train. I just felt like crying. At that exact moment Sergio walks in and sees me crying while Iker was by my side.

“Puta madre, what the hell is happening here?” His voice was angry.

“Get out, Sergio. I don’t wanna see you or talk to you right now” I begged. Sergio looked at Iker asking for explanations.

“You heard her” He came off as angry as well. Sergio looked now more lost than agry. He come closer to me.

“Querida, what happen? Did he do something to you?” He slide his hand on my arm.

“It’s you what happen” I said removing is hand of my arm. “Leaving me alone at home, thinking you’d be somewhere else and you end up being at parties with some random girls? Sergio, please don’t make me a fool…” I looked into his eyes. I was now angry too. No more tears. Serrgio looked at Iker. His face almost turned red from anger.

“Did you tell her?”

“Yes I did and you know why? Because she deserves someone better than you” They were now facing each other. I couldn’t take this anymore.

“Iker is right. I deserve someone better than you, Sergio.” I paused while looking at him. “And also better than you” My face turned to Iker. “I’m done with you two” I gave them a last look and then I walked out of the door. I never thought that Sergio could be that person, neither Iker. I was now walking out from all the drama. No more football players.

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