USWNT Oneshots

Weight of the World- Alex Morgan

Y/N pov

I stopped recording the video and started crying. I can't do this anymore. Put up with this. It's too much. I feel like I'm carrying the weight of the world on my weak back.

I sit down against the bathtub and look up. I think this over and over and back over again.

I'm leaving Alex. I can't do that. I can't.

I pick up my phone and dial her number.

I swallow the pills in the bottle really quick and flush it with some water.

Alex picks up after 2 rings.

"Hey baby. It's late. Wassup?" She says in that raspy voice that I've fallen in love with.

"Alex. I did something awful." I say and shiver letting tears fall.

"Hey Y/N. Your scaring me. Are you okay?" She says, her tone changing from nice to very worried.

"Alex, in 8 minutes or so, I will leave this Earth if you don't come and save me. If you fail to do so, I want to tell you, that I love you. And it will always be you. I'll be looking down on you. Your ray of endless sunshine. Timer started 20 seconds ago. I love you Lexi." I say and hang up the phone. I smash it against the floor and close my eyes.

7 minutes later.

I hear the door bust down and I can tell I'm dying. I feel my heart pounding harder than usual. My head and brain are throbbing. Foam is running out of my mouth.

Multiple footsteps come up the stairs.

The bathroom door gets kicked down. I close my eyes. I see Alex Morgan.

I feel soft hands lift me up as my body is carried limply.

"I NEED HELP OVER HERE!" I hear a voice yell.

"GET A STRETCHER AND A PUMP. THIS GIRL CANNOT DIE!" The same guy yells.

I feel myself laying on a stretcher.

My stomach feels awful right about now. I feel them put some object in my mouth.

The last words that this man said, were the deciding factor of me staying.

"Who is she?" A guy asks

"She's my little sister fiancée. I cannot let Alex lose her. I can't."

Everything went pitch black.

.........

My eyes flickered open as they looked around. They wouldn't open all the way, but I knew I survived and some part of me felt better about everything. The fact that I survived showed me God did have a purpose for me breathing. He did love me.

I try to sit up but a doctor jumps up from his seat.

"Woah there. Take it easy." He says laying me back gently. "You just had your whole stomach pumped. I can only imagine how your feeling."

I smiled, "Where's Alex?"

"Miss. Morgan is outside. Would you like me to get her?" He asks and I nod.

I lay my head back. The door opens and I hear my girlfriend voice. I look towards the door and there she stands.

She gives me a weak smile. Alex aka over to me and sits on the bed. She holds my hands and leans down. She places a soft kiss on my forehead.

"You held on." She whispered.

"I couldn't leave you. I called you Alex. You were the last person on my mind if I were to leave this world. I'm so glad I didn't. Because I realize how many people I would hurt. I was putting myself and my feelings first instead of considering my own damn fiancée." I say get frustrated. I slap my hands on my face. Alex starts rubbing the hair out of my face and grabs my hands.

"Hey hey. I should've known. The signs. I noticed them I just thought it was nothing. And never ever say your feelings don't come first. Your feelings come first to me and they should come first to yourself all the time." She says and smiles.

I pat the bed and she lays down next to me. I cuddle into her stomach as she rubs my back.

"I was too busy trying to carry the weight of the world, when I could have just set it down. You know?" I say and frown. Alex kisses my forehead.

"I love you Y/N. Don't ever think I'm not here for you. I'm always one call away." She says and I smile.

"I love you more."