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Are you moving?

Tw mention of sh and sick

CHLOE POV

Everything was blurry my head was in agony and I had no clue where i was. I was so lightheaded that I felt physically sick. I looked down at my arms which were visibly shaking and squinted to reveal blood still running down them at a fast rate. I couldn't move. Instead I kept falling in and out of consciousness, till the wave of sickness took over and I violently threw up everywhere. I didn't have the energy to reach for the toilet in time so my sick went all up me and all over the floor. I was out again.

I blinked and blinked and blinked, praying that I would wake up. I looked down at my sick which was basically water. I hadn't eaten anything for a good two days and now I was seeing the effects. I could still feel blood oozing out of my skin and I managed to pull a towel around it. After being able to gain my balance I stood up -still a bit shaky- and taped the towel to my arm. It was going to have to do while I showered and cleaned the sick of the floor.

I decided to clean the floor before getting in the shower as I didn't want to throw up again from the smell.
I put my clothes in a bin bag and made a mental note to throw them out after as I didn't want Lucy or Keira catching on.

Shit. Lucy.
I still haven't spoken to her and I was going to have to at some point. I put one of Lucy's hoodies on and went to the front office of camp. I clutched onto the sleeves just incase the towel was visible and also because I was scared.
Being in Lucy's hoodie made me feel a bit more comfortable, which made me want to tell her so she could help me. But she has a big game coming up so the comfort and smell of her hoodie would have to do for now, plus I don't think she likes me at the moment because I told her to fuck off. Understandable.

Luckily I hadn't bumped into anyone so far and I shortly arrived at the office.

"Hey Chloe, what can I do for you?" The office lady said. She was a nice women, probably about 35. She had glasses and her brown hair fell behind her.
"Hey Lisa, is it possible to get a bandage and some paracetamol? One of the staff members fell outside and have hurt there arm. There okay! Just need this" I managed to convince her.
I had been nothing but good for her so she let me take them. I ran as quickly as I could not paying attention to where I was going when I bumped into the one person out of everyone that I was planning on not seeing.

I tripped right over Lucy's foot but she managed to catch me.
I saw her look down at what was in my hand and it was like she new straight away. She pulled me in to the tightest hug ever which I tried my very hardest to get out of. "LUCY GET OFF. THE STAFF NEED THIS. I FELT BAD FOR BREAKING THE PLATE SO IVE DECIDED TO HELP OUT." I screamed up at her.
"Chloe you need to listen to me."
Lucy announced.
Fuck this.
For a moment I sunk into Lucy's grip and it was the safest i felt for a while.
I don't deserve this.
I managed to wriggle out of her strong hold and sprinted up to our room. I locked the door behind me, knowing it wouldn't do anything since Lucy had a key, and ran into the bathroom.

I blinked back tears and just took off the towel from my arm that had died a red colour.
Shit.
I put the bandage on my arm and winced. I then took some paracetamol for my headache and pushed the packet to the back of the cupboard.
I then went to bed in hope for some sleep, which never came.
As much as I wanted to avoid Lucy so I wouldn't be questioned, I felt so bad for both my outbursts. She doesn't deserve me.

I slowly walked down the stairs and over to the gym. When I entered Leah pulled me over to the side and stared telling me about how she was taking Jordan Nobbs on a boat trip after the game and I just smiled at how cute there relationship was. I looked over to where I had seen Lucy before Leah started talking to me and she wasn't there. Keira came over to me and placed a kiss on my head. "Your mum wants you" she whispered to me. "She's in the chill room"

I slowly walked towards where my mum would be and mentally prepared myself. I had to apologise. Lie. And pretend everything was ok. Great.

I entered the room and saw Lucy sat on one of the beanbags. She looked up at me and then down at the beanbag, patting it for me to sit next to her. I cautiously walked up to it and gently sat in the gap next to her.
"Before you say anything mum, just know I'm really sorry. The guy was being rude and it made me get a angry. I should never of told you to fu-"

"Chloe. I don't care. Thank you for apologising but I have something bigger on my mind." Lucy said calmly, in one of the softest voices I had ever heard her talk in.

"So do I" I said.

"Are you hurting yourself?" Lucy said while looking into my eyes.
"Are you moving to Barcelona" I retorted.

Her eyes widened and then moved to the ground.
"Chlo-"

"No Lucy. How the hell do you want me to deal with this. I've been told by many people that this is going to happen and why do they know and not me? Also no, I haven't hurt myself but thanks for guessing." I got up and went to storm out the room but was pulled into a strong embrace. It gave me dejavu from earlier but this time instead of fighting back I sunk into her arms and just cried my heart out.

I will tell her, I know I will. But not just before a big game. I can't be that selfish.

I buried my head into the crevice of her neck and just let myself be loved.
Lucy played with my hair and told me everything was ok until my lack of sleep caught up to me.

Writer

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