My nemesis // Phil Foden// Femreader

Chapter one-I got a job...

I had just recieved an email back from my job interview and they had picked me to come and work for them. I was so happy. Hopefully, this job would take my mind off of everything that had happened in the past month. The last thing I wanted to do was sit in my big empty apartment alone and procrastonate all day. I was so glad that I had a job to occupy me every day. My new job was to be the assistant of a England football team manager. The manager is question was Gareth Southgate, But that's not why I went for the job. I wasn't bothered that there would be fit footballers there or that I could meet all these famous people, I genuinely didn't care about all that. I mean yeah, that was cool but I just wanted a job which payed well and was quite simple. I have been an assistant for many people by now and it was quite simple. I just moved up to this job so that I could get payed more and forget about all the shit I had going on.

I decided it would be a good idea to get all of my clothes ready for tomorrow right now. That meant that in the morning, I could take more time to relax. I wanted to look like a buissiness woman whilst still looking sporty. The email I had recieved from the job centre told me to look smart but casual and sporty too. How was that even possible? I decided to root through my wardrobe in desperation to find some clothes since I didn't have any time to go shopping now. After hours of searching for an outfit to wear I finally found something. This is what I chose to wear:

I hung up my jacket, jeans, cropped vest and put my shoes out infront of the door so that I knew I wouldn't forget anything. Then, I remembered that I should probably grab a hambag too so that I wasn't walking around carrying all of my things for the entire day.

I just picked a small croosbody bad as I wasn't going to be taking much, mainly just my phone, keys and card. I popped my hair up in my overnight heatless curls so that it would look quite nice tomorrow without me spending hours on it. I set my alarm for half six so that I knew there was no chance of me being late. It was common for me to be late to things so I always had to set my alarms.

I brushed my teeth and put some serums and spot cream on my face before getting changed into my Pjs. I slid into bed and hid under the covers, it always made me feel sfae when something was keeping me warm. Falling asleep, all I could think about was what had happened these last few months of my life. This is why I had to get a job, when I wasn't doing something, I would just end up thinking about it all again.

QUICK BACKSTORY OF Y/N:

When I was really young, my mother died. I was two I think, all I had left was my dad. My dad ended up getting a wife about two years ago but she never seemed to like me for some reason. I think she was jealous of mine and dad's relationship. Eventually, she got pregnant and made up a load of lies to dad that I had abused her whilst she was pregnant. Obviously, I would never do that to anybody. She kept making up lies and dad believed her. Last month he kicked me out of his life and told me that I couldn't see the baby. I couldn't see my own baby brother. My brother had become so importaint to me in the last year. His birthday was coming up on friday. I had to move away from my home town so I ended up leaving behind my family, who didn't even want me anyway. I also had to leave my best friends who were keeping me aliive through the whole evil step-mum scenario. Worst of all, I had to leave all my memories of my real mum behind and it was too far to go back and travel to see her grave as often as I used to before. I got a new job a few weeks ago and was fired because some man pulled me into his booth at the cafe and tried hitting on me. He tried to do more than just that but I won't get into details. Long story short, he was attempting to pull my skirt down and I poured hot coffee over him to get him to stop. My manager, who was a man, fired me and told me that I should be more obedient and should have done what the man wanted so that the coffee shop would get more customers. He told me that the way I felt about the situation wasn't valied. I always had flashbacks of that moment. Whenever any man was near, it haunted me daily and I don't think I can ever trust a man again after that. Basically, the last few months had just been full of people letting me down and not standin gup for me when I needed it the most. I missed my baby brother- even if he was my step-brother, I always treated him like my real brother. He was a blessing and now my dad and his mum wouldn't even let me in the same town as him.

END OF BACKSTORY

I needed to stop thinking about it now and sleep so that I wasn't exhausted tomorrow morning. I forced myself to sleep whilst trying to be optimistic about tomorrow. Trying to focus on the future instead of the past.