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“Look I get that your mad at me, but do you really have to stoop so low as to not even look at me.” I whisper harshly to her.
It may not have been the best idea since all she does after is roll her eyes and puts on her trademark Hope Solo bitch face.
“Hope I’m sorry” I say trying a new softer tactic. I go for her hand but she snatches it away. “ When are we going to talk about it, this can’t go on forever.”
“Just watch the damn game Alex” Hope says without ever looking me in the eye, but at least she acknowledged my presence. Progress, I guess. Just keep taking baby steps; something has got to give eventually. At least that is what I keep telling myself.
“Hope, I know you’re mad, but I’m getting worried. Where are you?” I yell frantically to her voicemail.
We were supposed to leave the game and drive home together. But as soon as the game was over and Tom finished his post-game speech she bolted from the locker room and sped off without me.
I call Carli hoping that she would be able to provide some sense of comfort for me
“Carli, I know if she’s with you or told you where she is, you swore to her you wouldn’t tell me, but I just need to know she’s safe. Is she okay?”
“She’s fine Alex. At least she’s physically fine. You really fucked up.”
“I know I did. I just wish I also knew how to fix it. She won’t even let me try.”
“Just give her some space now, she’ll come to you when she’s ready.” Carli advises and with the click of the phone she’s gone.
I'm left in this big house with nothing but my own thoughts to haunt me tonight.