One time ❤️

Rumours

3 weeks later

LUCY BRONZE POV:

I sat on my laptop looking for any available apartments I could live in if I ever made the move to Barca. As much as I wanted to move and play football for my dream club, I couldn't leave kei and I definitely couldn't leave my daughter. Imagine how nice it would be if me and Keira were playing for Barcelona while Chloe got into the barca academy. We would have sunny weather, live near a beach, learn a new language. In my head I had put that as a pro but now, thinking more deeply, it may be harder than I first thought.

Keira walked into my office and shut the door gently behind her. She wrapped her arms around my front and stood behind me.
"Lucy you need to tell her" Keira stated. I turned to look at her and saw her eyes were focused on my computer screen which had an image of a pool in a massive garden.
"I know I do kei but I can't leave her, plus I haven't made my mind up yet" I said, looking down at my feet.
My chin was lifted up by Keira's hand and I was now looking her dead In the eyes.
"I'll tell her soon" Keira smiled at my response and walked out the door but before closing it shouted "I'm taking Narla for a walk, help Chlo pack for England camp"

When I heard the front door 'click' shut I slowly trotted up the stairs.
Opening my daughters room I saw her inoccently sleeping under two thick blankets.
Why is she always sleeping?
Why is she always so cold?
Why is she so skinny now?

I purched myself on the edge of my daughters bed and decided to do a search.

Why would someone be constantly cold but in warm weather?

- not enough sunlight
- lack of food
-signs of depre-

I put my phone down in a hurry as my daughter started to stir. She slowly opened one eye, gave it a quick rub, then proceeded to do the exact same with the other.
"Hey sleepy head"
"Hi"

"Keira has given me the mission of helping you pack" I stated.
She smiled at me and we both said in unison "Keira's the only one who can pack"

I watched my daughter smile at how in sync we were but not for a second did she laugh like normal.
"Okay let's get packing"

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"Oh my" I wiped fake sweat from of my head as we finished packing.
"How about a film?"
Films have always been Chloe's favourite thing.
"I'm okay. Sorry mum"
"Pleaseeeee" I said just like how she did on her birthday.
"Okay, I'll be down in 10"

I fist pumped the air before wondering down the stairs. I knew something was up with her but I guess I'll see if she can talk to me later.
I put on her favourite film 'moana' and got a big blanket out for us. 10 minutes had gone by. I decided to pull out my phone and read some comments on my insta. I like to reply to fans and view stories they tag me in as I know it makes them happy.
It's 12:34. She said she would be down in 10 minutes, 30 minutes ago.
I decided I would go make sure she was okay.

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Chloe pov:

I got dressed into some comfier clothes which consisted of a England shirt and some grey Nike shorts. I sat down to tie my hair up and when I got up to find my claw clip everything started to go dizzy. I knew it had been a while since I ate but I don't know if that's what it is. Since I've been at school I've been skipping lunch and 'waking up too late for breakfast' yesterday I went out with Kelsey - my best friend- and hadn't eaten anything but when Lucy offered dinner I said I had eaten already.

It's not that people have called me fat which makes me feel this way. It's myself. I swear my school jumper has it out for me. I could just be sat there and it will puff up at the front making me look bigger. I fell for the illusions and thought I was fat.

I steadied myself and made my way over to my bed. Picking up my phone I had a new message-

KELS 🤪

I can't believe you
Is what there saying true?
ANSWER ME THEN

Kels what do you mean?
Whose been staying stuff?

Don't act dumb Chloe
Your a fucking slag.

I just stared at my phone in disbelief. You know those moments when your heart sinks? Mine did just that. My best friend wasn't even on my side. What have I done?
Tears started to brim my eyes, but none left the surface.
Why is she calling me a slag?

Why is this happening. Ever since a few weeks ago everything had just gone wrong. There had been a few times where the only thing that could save me was cutting myself but as for right now I was not able to walk. My head was dizzy and my heart stared pounding almost out of my chest. The hunger had got to me. And now I was also having a panic attack. Fuck this.

Bang.

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"Chloe baby it's ok. I'm here babygirl" I heard my mum whisper into my ear as I started to open my eyes. I was sat upright on her lap and I had just enough energy to shuffle closer into her and place my head in the crevice of her neck.

She lifted one hand and stroked her fingers through my hair and with the other she kept it tightly wrapped around my body.

"I'm here" there was something about her touch and her voice maybe even her presence that just calmed me so much. "If you can't tell me whats going on, I understand but if you ever feel like you can please do" I nodded my head slightly. And she stood up, with me still in her arms. Instead of taking me to watch the film she placed me in her bed and just got in and hugged me. "I love you Chloe"
"I love you too mum"