With Or Without You

Women's Soccer RPF
F/F
G
With Or Without You
Summary
They're perfect for each other, and they know it, but...Will they or won't they?This is a story about what might have been, what almost was, and what ultimately is.
Note
I originally posted this story a year or two ago, but somehow I have lost all of my stories, so I am going to repost them all again (make take a bit of time, but I will post by relationship so I have at least one thing up for each relationship).This story is pretty much based on real life (ie. Ali and Ashlyn are both soccer players on real teams and the national team) than some of my other stories, but there is some AU/OOC (I made up some stuff, played with dates and timings, etc., partially to help set context and drive the story the best way possible, and partially just because I just don’t know all of the actual facts and history for everyone and everything I referenced in the story). Also, I tried to write a story that was less story-driven (unlike my first two stories) and more just about the relationship between Ashlyn and Ali as the driving force in the story. In addition, I tried writing in the first person, which made writing this story more challenging, and I’m not sure if I have all of the tenses correct. Lastly, I wrote part of the story in flashbacks (which I put in italics), which skip around a bit in chronological order, but hopefully it all still makes sense.This story will contain conflict, drama, angst, and mature themes, but also some sweet moments as well, and, of course, a happy ending.I thank you for reading and for your feedback, and I hope you enjoy the story.
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Chapter 5

Ali’s POV

I drove home, numb and in a haze. I couldn’t believe what I had just done. I felt like the most horrible person in the world. I had a wonderful thing going with a beautiful, smart and sweet woman. I had just done the unthinkable, and I don’t know why I had done it. Maybe it was the drinks. Maybe it was the way Ashlyn looked, striking, as she always had. Or maybe it was because it had been my fault that things had never worked out between us, and that I had made the wrong decision and now wanted to try to right that wrong. Maybe I had just wanted to see what the right choice would have felt like. But right now it felt wrong. Horribly wrong. They same timing is everything, but this time had gotten me nothing. I had betrayed Kate. I imagined the look on her face if she knew about what had just happened, and tears welled up in my eyes.

I arrived home and ran into my apartment, tears pouring out of my eyes. I stripped off my clothes and jumped in the shower, hoping the water would wash away the shame and guilt I felt. Tears kept streaming down my face. I got out, wrapped a towel around myself, and walked out of the bathroom into my living roo-

“Hey sweetie”, she said. I looked up and froze. Kate was in my apartment. We’ve been together for about a year now. We had recently started talking about moving in together, so we had given each other keys to our apartments. Now here she was. She looked like she had just gotten off of work. She was a higher-up at some kind of investment firm and sometimes worked late hours.

I stared at her, mouth open, tears still streaming down my face.

“Ali, what’s wrong?”

“I-I-I” I began but couldn’t get it out.

“Sweetie…” Kate began. She reached out and took a step towards me. I stayed motionless for a moment and then ran into the bathroom and locked the door.

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