"I'm really sorry", I mumbled.

"But you will never undestand. And I guess, that's the best like that..."

He turned around.

"Don't forget my offer, okay?"

I nodded.

"Thanks Toby."

I followed him a couple meters far away.

When Nacer and Jan saw me, they ran towards me, but I didn't answere their questions or anything.

I just went upstairs.

I went to bed immediately.

Five minutes later Eric and Kyle came in.

"Fucking hell, Dele?", Eric shouted.

"What's wrong with you? Running away like that, in the dark, for three hours? What did you do? Why? We were all worried!"

I turned my head towards the wall.

Neither I wanted to see Eric, nor I wanted him to see that my eyes were still red and sore, but my voice didn't cover that up too well... I tried to sound calm and not emotional, but my voice decided to sound whiny, cracked and sad.

"You don't sound worried at all.", I replied.

"Dele? Dele, are fucking kidding me? We were searching for hours! Who knows where you could have been? What if you had an accident?!", he continued shouting.

"You wouldn't care.", I whispered.

Now he was furious.

"What kind of game are you playing? Of course I would care! I... I can't even!" He was so angry, I was scared. Never ever have I seen him like that.

I didn't answere.

"Oh, fine! I see, Mister Alli doesn't care. Oh. Okay. So do I!" His words were like burning coal on my skin.

Kyle tried to calm him down. "Eric. Leave it. Calm down, we'll talk tomorrow." Eric grumbled something, but I couldn't quite understand what.

It was better like that, I thought.

It probably wasn't something nice.

Kyle quietly wished us all a good night.

He was always funny and friendly, but he surely wasn't good at supporting crying people.

Luckily, he knew that and didn't even try to talk to me.

It was 4:36 a.m. and I was wide awake.

I couldn't sleep, because I was too sad.

Why had he been so mean to me? He surely didn't care about my feelings at all. If he did, he wouldn't have mentioned that I didn't have a girlfriend, or wouldn't have shouted at me.

I sighed and turned around. Eric... He meant so much to me... And now? He had broken my heart. Mercilessly. Would he hate me forever? What if we would never be friends again? I would fall apart...

The next morning I was woken up by Kyle.

Eric was nowhere to be seen. He probably had breakfast by then.

"Hey, Dele... How are you, Buddy? If there's anything you need to talk about, then I'm right here for you. I'm sorry about last night... Eric didn't mean it that way... He was just tired and worried....", Kyle explained.

"No. I don't want to hear that. If he didn't mean it, then why would he say things like these? He really hurt my feelings. I don't care if that doesn't sound too manly, I have feelings, too. Got it?" I threw my blanket away. "I trusted him, okay? I tell him everything! He doesn't seem to give a damn about me!"

Kyle shook his head. "You don't know...", he sighed. "Anyway, do you want to have breakfast with us now?"

My tummy rumbled.

"I'll go alone.", I replied and went into the bathroom.

*Crash* Kyle left the bedroom.

Time to breath and think clear. I was confused. What was I doing? I was bitching at Kyle. He didn't do anything!

I felt bad, as I was taking a shower.

When I was dressed I slowly went downstairs to have breakfast.

Kyle, Eric, Moussa, Sonny and Luke sat at one table.

I sat alone.

Toby came and sat next to me.

"Seriously Toby, here are plenty of seats and you decide to sit next to me?"

Toby looked at me in a weird way.

"I'm trying not to be offended, but what's wrong with you recently? You don't behave as funny as normal. You've become silent and strange..."

I took my food and left. I just left without saying a word. My Team mates looked at me. I could feel them staring at me.

When I was eating alone, I felt bad again.

This time, for Toby.

I have so rude and these poor nice guys didn't deserve how I was treating them. They were only trying to help.

I hurried up, because I didn't want anybody to talk to me. I didn't want them to remind me on that whole thing.

I wanted to forget.