I left a wet stain on his polo shirt when I stopped crying. He cupped my face and wiped my tears with his hands. He looked at me with his concerned green eyes. “Are you okay?” he asked. I nodded and freed myself from his arms. “I-I have to go” I said. “Olive, I’m sorry for everything. I never meant to hurt you or break your heart” he sighed, looking like he was hurting too. “But you did” I whispered. “I know…I…oh Olive” he sighed. “Bye Marc” I said. He didn’t say anything and I ran through the corridors until I was outside of Camp Nou. I walked to the bus stop and waited for the bus, trying to hold back my tears. Once I was home I collapsed on the floor and broke down in tears.
I called in sick the next day, because I just wasn’t physically nor mentally able to go to Camp Nou. I told my mother I had severe cramps due to my periods and she totally bought it. I listened to some music and cleaned my room for a little while, trying to keep myself busy. My phone buzzed an hour later, it was Neymar. I didn’t pick up as usual. Then I received a few text messages from him. I blocked his number and felt a little better.
The next day I had to go back to Camp Nou unfortunately. I dodged everyone as much as possible and stayed with Alberto in the photographers room. “Olivia, is something wrong?” Alberto suddenly asked. “Huh? What do you mean?” I asked. “I know that this is none of my business, but I have noticed how you never leave this room anymore. You even stay here during lunch break. I barely see you smile. I just want you to know that you can talk to me if you’d like” he said, carefully. I sighed and said, “Marc broke up with me.” “Yes, I have noticed that. So is he the cause for your unhappiness?” he asked. “I honestly don’t know why I’m so unhappy anymore” I sighed. “I think you need a break. You should go and have some fun with friends” Alberto suggested. “Maybe you are right Alberto” I said. “Take a few days off dear” he said.
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