Pairings: g!p lucy bronze x g!p keira walsh x f!reader.
Warnings: angst, fear of cheating, miscomunication, a little bit off smut.
Words: 3.2k
Being thirty- one, having a son of eight and being married had been the greatest thing in my life.
Yet all seemed to be going wrong, despite needing to see my wofes both a lot at the barca camp and england camp, i felt like we had been growing apart a little.
One off the reasons was due to the rumours off both keira and lucy having found someone else, but even if i knew the rumour about keira and that person could not be completly true, lucy was an other story due to them spending a great deal of time together.
I sigh as i throw my bag next to my bed, sam, our son had been asleep for so far but his other moms had not come home yet.
After it had been ten p.m i decided to go as bed aswel, tears falling from my face onto the now damp pillow.
The other sided off the bed had been feeling cold for the so manyth time this month.
'Momma?' I suddenly hear sam behind me.
'Hey baby what is it?' I ask him, he looked saddened while his stuffed animal was pressed against his chest.
'Do you think mommy and momma still love you?' I was tacken back by the sudden question.
'Of course they still love us, they always will,' I put a lock off his hair behind his ear.
'Why do you ask honey? you know you can tell me,' he presses his face against my chest, thightly hodling me.
'Because you have been crying so much recently mommy and i dont see momma or mom there to comfort you, and i know you love them so much mommy,' my tears were streaming down my face.
If i had realised sam had suffered with this too, then i had confronted lucy and keira much earlier.
'Do you want to sleep by me to night?' I whisper in sam's ear.
He nods, ' i can protect you, i always will,' i hold him tighter, smiling as i realised lucy and keira did teach him some good things.
'I love you kiddo,' i whisper as his soft snores rang through the air.
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The next day
Lucy's pov.
I smile after coming home in the early hours off the morning,
After having talked with elizabeth for another hour or three, four i went home, elizabeth an dher husnand had helped me a lot with how i could make y/n more impressed about my skills as an wife and as a mother as keira and i had decided that we wanted to ask y/n and sam if they wanted another addition to the family.
I softly kiss keira, knowing that now, everything would be alright.
I walk up the stairs, walking into our bedroom seeing sam wrapped in y/n's arms.
'Look,' keira whispers in aw, 'we are and will be great parents,'
'Wait love,' i stop keira from joining them in bed.
Y/n's eyes were swollen, like she had been crying, sams tiny fists were clenching onto he shirt like there was no tommorow.
'She has been crying and we werent there,' i croak,
I had realised how absent i had been, but nothing could stop the feeling that something was going to go wrong, not even the quilty feeling eating me alive from the inside.
