Work in Progress (Alex Morgan x foster!reader)

Chapter 7

Michaela POV - two days later

I wake up with a gasp. I'm covered in sweat and take a second to gain my bearings.

'I'm okay.'

I yawn and feel Blue move, lifting his head.

He looks at me curiously and I lean down to hug him.

I get out of bed and quietly open my door, tiptoeing downstairs.

I hit the kitchen and grab a glass, walking to the refrigerator, and starting to fill it.

I hear a yawn and I freeze.

I close my eyes and take shallow breaths.

"Michaela? What're you doing down here?"

I jump when the voice startles me and I drop the glass, it shattering.

That snaps me out of my fear and I hold my breath, waiting for the worst.

I open my eyes when I see a light come on.

"Michaela? Honey? It's okay. Don't move, there's glass everywhere."

I stare at the floor and see all of the glass.

"I'm sorry." I whisper.

"It's okay, just an accident." Alex says.

I nod and keep my eyes on the floor.

I see the glass get swept up and Alex kneels in front of me.

"You were thirsty?"

I sigh and nod.

"Tomorrow night, you can take some water up to your room so that you don't have to come down here." She says.

I nod.

"Okay, back to bed." She says.

I reach for her hand and pull her towards the stairs with me.

"Night, Michaela." Serv says.

I nod and pull Alex up the stairs and into my room.

I stop walking and point.

"You want me to stay with you?"

I shrug and nod.

She sighs, "Okay."

I let got of her hand and get into the bed.

I watch as she gets in too and I grab her hand.

"You're safe. Go to sleep." She whispers.

I let out a deep breath and feel myself fall asleep.

'I'm safe.'

Alex POV -

I slowly wake up and look around as light starts to pour into the room.

I look down and see Michaela's head on my chest, arms wrapped around me.

I hear footsteps and look up as Serv walks in, "Hey."

I smile, "Hey."

"You guys sleep okay?" He asks.

I look down at Michaela and back up, nodding.

He looks at his watch, "It's 7:30, probably need to get moving so she makes it to school on time."

I nod.

"I'll get breakfast going, you think she will eat?" He asks.

I shrug, "We will see. I'll pick up some prepackaged snacks today."