Unconditional

Chapter 7: Love Me

Chapter 7: Love Me

I stood in the bleachers of the soccer stadium with a dark glare upon my face. There were more people at this soccer practice than I expected. Reporters, young soccer players from various schools, and the parents of the little soccer players. There were more, I just wasn't sure why they were here.

Regardless, I was slightly surprised by the amount of people here. In America, soccer was pretty much worth dirt, so why would Rein want to be a soccer player? Soccer was only popular in Europe or South America. Maybe he should move back to Germany and play soccer there.

I scanned the soccer field, searching for a tall, German soccer player. It hadn't taken me long as I quickly spotted him near a goalie net with two twin boys.

I wasted no time. I vigorously marched down the bleachers, a dark glare painted on my face. I saw nothing but that aggravating 'fiancé' of mine.

As I was approaching the trio of soccer players, I felt my anger unmistakably rise. "Rein Sand--ahh," I wailed as a ball knocked against the side of my head. I immediately lost my balance from the harsh impact, falling roughly on the field.

"Harmony," I heard Rein's accented voice yell in distress.

I held my head in my hands, silently crying from the incoming migraine. The mirad of voices around me was too much for my injured head to take.

"Harmony, look at me," I heard Rein whisper.

"N-No, m-m-move," I choked out.

"Somebody get a nurse," an unknown voice bellowed distinctively through the crowd.

"Please, I have to see how bad the bruise is," Rein continued.

"Get away," I cried, worsening the headache.

"Don't yell," Rein scolded, in an unusually soothing voice.

"We'll take it from here, Mr. Sanders," I heard a different masculine voice calmly say.

"May I go with her," Rein pleaded.

"Yes, it's fine," the nurse replied.

I felt my headache grow stronger at the idea of Rein being by my side instead of Stacy. "No," I incoherently moaned through my sobs as I was pulled onto a stretcher. I wasn't sure where they were going to take me, but I wished it would've been better than being surrounded by questioning eyes.

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I was grateful to not be knocked out by that soccer ball. Rein was the only one here that I knew and being around him while I was unconscious didn't sit well with me. I barely trusted him.

I was given Advil and water for the headache, which subsided quickly. For now, I just wanted to go home and sleep. I could address Rein's actions later.

Just as I was preparing myself to stand up, the door's knob to the medic room turned.

I stopped, waiting for the person to enter the room. Unsurprisingly, it was Rein, but what had my interest piqued was the blonde woman behind him.

She looked even better in person. Her skin was so flawless, no blemishes were in sight. The large mane of curls that I knew she had was pulled into an enormous, messy bun on her oval shaped head. And her facial features were just beyond that of an average model. Everything about her made me feel inferior. This was the kind of daughter my parents wanted, and still want.

"Harmony," Rein asked cautiously, distracting me from the exotic woman.

"What," I answered, slightly startled.