Demille Gomez announces withdrawal from WTA finals due to her right leg injury.
Demille turned off her phone and closed her eyes after what she read, Juan's decision really stressing her out. How many times did she begged Juan for not to do this? to not say anything about her injury to the media and especially to her Mom, WTA finals is really important for her but her two coach and Mom didn't allowed Demille this time because for them her injury will only get worse if she pushes herself further.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please be seated. Our flight is ready for departure."
She took a deep breath and imagine how Juan will freak out, how his eyes will widened, and how his face slowly turn into tomato because of anger at the moment he found out that she's not in her hotel room anymore but already in Barcelona, she grinned at her thoughts before closing her eyes planning to sleep the whole flight.
Carlos shook his head while watching Demille slowly walking towards him waving her hand happily like a kid who was just came from summer camp after two months not seeing her parents "let me help you walk" Demille smile on her face quickly faded away and rolled her eyes on him "did Juan know about this?"
"I can walk properly now and ofcourse he knows!" she quickly avoided Carlos gaze and ofcourse he didn't believe her he grabbed her suitcase turned his back and walk ahead of her "also Klein" she added before following him
"no te creo" 'I don't believe you' he said and glance at her
"well i'm okay now it's been a week Charlie and I can walk or run already, hello!? I even manage to be back here all by myself" she rolled her eyes again "logic" she whispered while side eyeing him
"so they didn't know?" he stopped walking and faced her
"they know!"
"okay i'll call them" Demille quickly grabbed Carlos phone when he attempted to type Juan's name on his contacts "see? you're lying!" he stopped from walking and face her "mentiroso!"
"they will not let me so I ditched them" Carlos rolled his eyes and grabbed his phone back
"you liar" he said and quickly ran away from Demille, she took a deep breath and quickly followed him while repeatedly calling his name her voice echoing in the airport which made Carlos stop and glared at her because of embarrassment.
Carlos parked the car infront of Ferrero's on court and they both went inside they were greeted by the noise of children playing on the tennis court, the two went straight to the cafeteria and ordered something to eat.
"and why did you chose to be here? than come home to Italy?" Demille chewed and swallowed her food first before answering Carlos question while his attention is on her
"w-well-"
"Andrey Rublev?" Carlos smirked after seeing how Demille face turned red and quickly looked away
"w-what!? n-no!...ofcourse no!" he shooked his head while controlling not to laugh
"Oh really?" He asked in a teasing voice "Rublev~ Rublev~Rublev~"
"come on man! why the f*ck is he the reason I came here? think!"
"Because you like him?" Demille quickly hit him on his shoulder that made Carlos groan in pain
"you deserved it!" she glared at him before bitting her pizza that she's holding " we.are.just.friends."
"okay as you said so, but he just won at Gijon right" Demille nodded while chewing not even throwing any single glance on him "did you text him? Or call him?"
Demille stopped eating and looked at Carlos with annoyance plastered on her face "why would I text him? Or call him?" She lied "I didn't okay? you okay now? stop asking kid and eat!"
"Sheesh!" Demille just shook her head controlling herself not to spill the glass of water on Carlos annoying face
"JODER!" she yelled
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Demille woke up by the sound of her phone ringing she quickly answered the phone, Juan's loud voice woke her sense up she quickly sat at her bed and groan in pain when she hit her forehead "f*ck" she whispered while massaging her forehead
"F*CK!? ARE YOU REALLY OUT OF YOUR MIND DEMILLE!?"
"come on, Juan" Demille close her eyes controlling her anger "it's f*cking early in the morning"
"I DON'T CARE! I CALLED YOU MANY TIMES YOU'RE NOT ANSWERING! WHERE ARE YOU!?"
"chill! I'm oka-"
"Where are you!?"
"Barcelona at Carlos apartment" she quickly answered "done?"
"how much did you payed Carlos to lie? I called him too he said he doesn't know where you are!"
"I'm here in Barcelona, doing fine, and doing alright" she heard how Juan took a deep breath which made her felt something, guilt.
"glad you're safe"
"okay! okay! I just felt isolated staying there so I ditched you guys...my injury is doing alright I can walk properly now, I promise!"
"but you still cannot play at WTA finals"
"yeah...I know...we all know" she said in sarcastic tone
Demille went straight to the bathroom after Juan ended the call she decided to have a shower because for sure she will not be able to sleep again, after taking a shower she gets dressed and goes straight to the kitchen she rolled her eyes when she opened the refrigerator and saw five bottled of water.
She quickly change her clothes before leaving the apartment, she decided to just buy something to eat outside because she doesn't have a strength to cook, Carlos is already in Ferrero's on court doing his training there.
Demille stopped infront of a antique shop she scanned the front area and remembered Andrey, she went inside and she was greeted by a old lady she just smiled and walk around the shop, she opened her phone and saw the date today.
October 22,20**
It's been two days already when she greeted Andrey on his birthday, is it okay or not weird if she still gives him a late present? Demille smiled when something amazing caught her attention she quickly grab it and scanned it. It's a 3D crystal ball lamp the moon can be seen inside which made her feel calm.
This present will surely help Andrey when he's not in the mood or when he can't sleep, that's all Demille thought while looking at it she smiled while nodding.
"What are you doing here!?" Demille immediately hit Carlos head and scolded him because she almost drop the beautiful thing that she's holding
"you startled me!" "what are you doing here?" the boy quickly run his finger on his messed up wet hair
"I saw you entered this shop" Carlos gaze went to the thing that Demille's holding "¡eso se ve increíble!" 'that looks amazing!'
"do you think he will like it?"
"Who?" Demille rolled her eyes and went straight to the old lady to pay
"oh! Andrey! ofcourse he will"
"tsk" she rolled her eyes and both went outside
"You are really in a big trouble, are you aware?" Demille glance at Carlos thinking what he was talking about
"What are you talking about?" She asked
"Nothing?" Carlos grinned and shrugged
"We're just friends"
Are they really are?
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GOOD LUCK ANDREY! LET'S GO CANADIAN OPEN!❤️