USWNT Oneshots

Being sisters with Alex Morgan

Y/N pov

I hate this place so much. My family constantly told me it's to help me. I don't need help. I need comfort. This isn't comfort. This is isolation. I haven't seen my family in a month and this mental state I have has only gotten worse.

I go to the side of the bed. I sharpened an edge. I make cuts on my forearm and feel satisfied. The door busts open with doctors and I jump up. The blood running down my arm sends me into a crying fit. My favorite doctor comes over and hugs me. 

A doctor comes in and tends to my wound. My favorite doctor stays.

"Can you explain how your feeling? Cause now I have to notify your parents for the third time this week." She says and I frown.

"I want out. I promise I will be better. I hate it in here"

She gives me a sad look. "I will make you a deal. A week with no mishaps or cuts, and I will release you. Now can you explain how your feeling."

" I miss my family. I put them through so much and I feel like a burden. My parents are worried about me. My sisters just want a normal baby sister, but they can't even get that. And sometimes I sing to myself. Would you like to hear?" I ask using the oppurtunity to do what I love almost as much as soccer. 

"Of course!" She says and I smile.

"I just need some time, I'm tryna think straight. I just need a moment in my own space. Ask me how I'm doin' I say okay, yeah, but aint that what we all say." I sing as I feel the doctor wipe tears from my cheeks.

"That was beautiful Y/N" She says and I smile.

"I haven't been able to work on it lately, since I've been in here." I say and look at my hands. She rubs my back.

"It was beautiful. Get some rest. Visitors day tomorrow!" She says and I smile thinking of seeing my family and Alex. Mostly Alex.