daughter of taylor swift and travis kelce imagines

think before you speak

y/n age: 14

i don't know why but for some reason ive just been feeling so off lately. i wouldn't admit that i was depressed but i think i am. i barely leave my room, my rooms a mess, and i just want to be closed off from the world. my life has been hectic ever since i was born. both of my parents are very famous so pretty much the whole world has seen me grow up.

but to be honest, i hate that that's how my life is. people dream of being famous but it's really not what people think it is. at least for me, i hate it.

but since i've been anti-social and stuff my parents are mad at me for it. i think since their so caught up with their work they don't see what's actually going on with me. they don't see me struggling.

as i laid in my bed staring at the ceiling while listening to wildflower by billie eillish there was a knock on my door.

"y/n. get up." mom said coming into my room. i didn't hear her though. my music was too loud. i didn't even know she had walked in until she ripped the airpods out my ears.

"hey!" i said.

"y/n your room is a mess!" mom said. i just shrugged.

"well...clean it! you've been so lazy! like do something!" mom said.

"i'm not being lazy..." i muttered.

"y/n you don't leave your room. you don't do anything! all you do is lay in your bed all day!" mom yelled.

"just leave me alone..." i mumbled.

"i'm not leaving you alone until you start on this room" mom said.

"I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE!" i accidentally yelled.

"phone." mom said sticking out her hand.

"what?"

"phone! give it to me now!" she said more sternly.

"mom! that's not fair!" i said.

"you know what's not fair? you staying in your room all day while your sister picks up your slack with chores. why can't you be more like her?!" she yelled. there it was. my breaking point.

i had already been in a poor mindset about myself and hearing that just pushed me over the edge. my breathing started to pick up as i tried to stop my tears from flowing.

don't cry

don't cry

don't cry

"now get started on this room!" she yelled before walking out with my phone and shutting the door behind her. i focused on my breathing before i went into full panic mode and then i got started on my room.

it took me about an hour to clean my room and after that i moved onto the kitchen. she wants to call me lazy? i'll show her im not.

i ended up cleaning the whole house and stayed up all night doing it. it was 6am when i finished and decided to go sit on the couch and watch some tv. about an hour later mom and dad came down with lily my 12 year old sister.

"oh look who's finally out their room" dad said chuckling. i just rolled my eyes.

"wow lily you cleaned all this?? y/n take some notes!" mom said.

"i didn't clean this." lily said.

"oh who cleaned it?" dad said.

"i didn't" mom said.

"i did. i cleaned the whole house. i spent the whole night doing it because apparently im 'lazy'. in fact, im not lazy." i said crossing my arms.

"y/n we know you did this to prove a point but you are still lazy. we just need you to work on it." dad said while stirring his coffee.