Chapter 33- BAD news...

08:30 PM outside Nell's apartment... 

"Hey Nell how are ya!?" I hugged her and felt hot tears on my shoulder, and the hairs on my arm stood up abruptly as I pulled back and glanced at Nell's face, "What's wrong?" She held my hand, pulled me into the apartment, and sat me down at the table, and she soon sat on the opposite side, this time, with two cups of tea in between us. 

"Adri..." 

I looked up from the inside of the cup and watched Nell as she began speaking to me finally. 

"What's up?" 

"Adri, I think..." 

"Nell, you're scaring me, what's going on?" 

"At the end of the season..." 

"Yeah and what happens then..." I was starting to think this was some kind of prank. 

"Adri, United won't have the funds to buy you back after your loan..." 

"Nell, how would you know that? After they sold Bruno-" 

"They don't want to use those funds on you, United is in debt from financial fair play fines."

"But... How does a club get nearly 200 million in fines?" 

"120 million actually, and they just won't be able to buy you, if Stoke, you know... recall you from loan at the end of the season." 

I sighed and stared into my now-empty cup of tea, not knowing what to do or what to believe, "Why didn't Erik tell me this?" 

"Because he couldn't find the nerve to..." 

I felt hot tears streaming from my eyes as I watched myself kiss goodbye to my dreams of playing at United for seasons to come. I fell into Nell's arms and we stayed like that for the night...

<United Training Camp 11:20 AM> 

"Adri.." 

"Have they recalled me gaffer?" 

"Yes, son..." 

"And there's absolutely nothing we can do?" 

"Im sorry mate..."

I left the training pitch after hugging my teammates and getting some photos, the United shirt on my back, I don't even remember throwing it into the crowd of people at my leaving press meeting. 

"Adri! Mr. Randin? How do you feel about being called back from loan?" 

I sighed and answered his question, "Look, I feel like I'm some kind of asset, being passed around, an inanimate object, I just want stability, some playing time, and a shot at greatness..."

A female reporter in the crowd looked up at the mention of my loan recall and put her hand up instantaneously, I nodded at her and she began talking...

"Mr. Randin, where will you go since Stoke has already got you up for transfer?" 

"Thats not something I have thought about yet, I have heard that I have offers from top-flight clubs across the world, I will go to wherever I see myself shining." 

<What happens next? Also sorry for the short ass chapter, but could you show my new fic some love, its called deva part one>