"What does that mean? Are you breaking up with me?"
"No. I don't know. I just need some time away from all this."
"Time? How much time?"
"I need to focus on the tournament, Chris. You already have your gold medal, but I don't. I still have three games to play, and I'm not going to let our relationship ruin another game."
"So you just want me to disappear for the next week?"
"Yes. I think that's for the best."
"Come on. This is ridiculous."
"No, it's not. It's ridiculous that you made out with Gabriela and that I had to find out by seeing pictures of it in the middle of my match." Saying it made me want to cry again.
"We didn't make out..."
"I don't know what to believe anymore. Please just stay away from me until the tournament is finished. And if you care at all about me, try not to take anymore selfies with topless whores." I turned around to go into my room.
He grabbed my wrist. "Don't throw all the blame on me, Alina."
"Excuse me?"
"I won gold. I wanted to celebrate and you ran off on me. What was I supposed to do?"
Seriously?I bit the inside of my cheek. "So it's my fault that you cheated on me?"
"You knew what I wanted."
"And I told you that I couldn't." I had lowered my voice slightly. "I'm still competing..."
"And if you were a good girlfriend, you'd put me first."
I pulled my wrist out of his grip. "That's not fair, Chris. You were on a sex ban too. You didn't try to pressure me until you won your event. You're the one that wouldn't put me first. This is such a double standard."
"You don't even care if you win. You're retiring after this."
"I don't care? Of course I care! I want to go out on top. And you know that I need the money to..."
"Right. So money is more important than me?"
"Chris! That's not what I was saying."
"Do you have any idea what I've given up for you? All the girls I turned away in college because we were together?"
It felt like he had slapped me. "It shouldn't have felt like you were giving up anything if you loved me."
"Well it did. Talk to me when you let this go. Oh, wait, you can't. Because you never let anything go. You can't even beat Gabriela in a game because she bullied you..."
"Stop." My voice was barely a whisper.
"That's what I thought. This isn't even about me. You're just jealous that Gabriela..."
"Stop."
"For the record, she had a game the next day too. Yet she stayed to help celebrate my victory. Maybe you could learn a thing or two from your arch nemesis."
"It's not a break, Chris. We're done." I opened the door and escaped into my dorm room, slamming the door behind me.