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Missed chances | Jess Carter x Reader

Where Jess helps you through a panic attack

Woso masterlist | Words: 1.6k

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Seventy minutes into the World Cup semi final England was behind 2-1. The team was putting their everything into getting a goal back to level the score, and have a chance at going to the final, but France was not making it easy on them.

After Ella managed to intercept a ball in the midfield, your team was able to switch the attack. You rushed forwards in the middle of the pitch, making yourself available for the cross. Ella passes the ball out wide to Chloe, who curls the ball in nicely. Your first touch is great, but the moment you want to shoot the ball, one of the French defenders blocks your shot right back into play for France to be on the attack again.

You let out a frustrated sigh, before running back down the pitch to help out there. Luckily their attack didn’t come to anything, and you were able to build up again. Play went back and forth for a bit before you had some open space that Alessia managed to send the ball through. It landed perfectly in your stride, but you leaned just a bit too far back and watched the ball soar far over the net. 

“Fuck!” You yell into the air. You needed that goal, why couldn’t you get it into the back of the net? As you run back past Alessia, she holds out her hand for you to high five as you move past, you tap it lightly with your hand. Showing that you appreciated her ball in.

Going into the nineteenth minute, the score still hadn’t changed. Four additional minutes and then it would be over. The whole world cup, everything you had been fighting for, but you couldn’t give up yet. Four more minutes of fighting, trying to get level to keep the game going.

Jess puts in an amazing block on the backline, and turns around the French attacker. One quick look up, and she sees you high up with some space to run. Without a second thought she sends the long ball your way. 

With the pressure of two defenders right on top of you, it was a struggle to get the ball down well, but you tried to wiggle your way out from between the two of them. With some fancy footwork, you were able to kick it just far enough ahead of you, that you could get away from them.

Your eyes look up to the goal, and before they are back on your tail again, you kick the ball with all the power you stil had left. Right at the goalkeeper. The only chance left and you hit it right at the goalkeeper. Another set of curse words rolled off your tongue, most likely being streamed all across England, but your mind wasn’t on that now. You might have single handedly ruined England’s chances at the final with how many attempts on goal you managed to bottle. 

The ball gets thrown back into play, and then the referee blows the final whistle. England gets knocked out of the World Cup. You fall to the ground with tears instantly springing into your eyes.

As you lay with your back on the grass, you punch your fists down on the ground a couple times. The previously loud crowd around you fully disappears when you dissociate from the whole thing.

Jess, who had run across the pitch the moment the final whistle blew, was quickly sitting by your side. She lifted your back off the ground, and pulled you into a tight hug. She didn’t need to say anything, this loss was weighing deep on the both of you. 

After sitting like that for a bit longer, Jess helps you up when someone from staff asks if you’re ready for a post match interview. She gives you one more hug, squeezing you tight before she lets you go.

Your eyes are still watery when the reporter starts the interview. “Not the end result you were hoping for, how difficult is this one to take?” She asks, jumping right in. “It’s a tough one for sure, we are very disappointed that we don’t get to continue in this competition. We had a lot of missed opportunities, most of which were probably mine.” 

Your voice shakes, as you’re trying to hold back tears. “I take responsibility for that, I had three really good opportunities, but couldn’t quite finish them.” The reporter nods and continues on. “How was France affecting the game play today?”

With a brief throat-clear, you answer the next question. “Yeah, a lot of course. France is always a strong team, they were really good on possession today. I think we managed to hold up to their playing standard quite well, just in the final third they were the better team today.”

You lock eyes with Jess who is waiting behind to the sides, her presence calms you down a bit. Obviously you would rather be anywhere else besides holding a post-match interview after being kicked out of the competition. When the reporter speaks again, you move your eyes back to her. “Alright, thank you for your time.” You nod and hand the microphone back, before walking straight back into Jess her arms.

The two of you make your way over to the team huddle. And after a quick speech from Sarina, the team walks around the pitch to thank the fans for showing up. Once the round was done, one by one everyone trickled into the tunnel and towards the locker room.

Jess saw you walking into the tunnel with one of the physios, so she expected for you to be a bit longer. Instead of joining the rest of the girls in the locker room, she waited in the hallway for you. 

About ten minutes later, the physio walked out, but you weren’t following. She smiled at Jess, “She just needed a moment.” She says softly while walking past with a quick hand on her shoulder. She decides to give you a couple more minutes on your own, before she softly knocks on the door and enters the room.

The second Jess enters the room, she knows something is wrong. Your breathing was very fast, but shallow at the same time, like you couldn’t quite catch your breath. She quickly closed the door behind her and walked your way, knowing exactly what was happening. “Hey, it’s okay.” She says as she sits down on the physio bed with you. “I’m here.”

You were sitting with crossed legs on the physio bed, back leaning against the wall. Your eyes were glassed over, almost as if your mind was not in the same room as you. With your jersey bunched up around your fist, your hand holding it so tightly that your knuckles have turned white. Your chest is moving up and down rapidly. Jess had seen you like this more times than we would like to have, but her experience with you having panic attacks helped her with knowing exactly what she could do to help you. 

“Can you look at me?” Jess said, turning around on the bed to face you head on. After blinking a few times, your eyes finally found hers. You didn’t say anything yet, and Jess didn’t rush you, she just continued on. “Good, now breathe with me okay.” 

“In.” Jess breathes in deeply and you try to follow her. “And out.” She takes a long breath out. It takes a while before you actually manage to follow her breathing pattern, slowly but surely your breathing is starting to even out though. 

When you’re starting to calm your breathing down, you’re able to let go of your jersey. Your hand instantly reaches for Jess. Who takes it in hers and starts rubbing her thumb over the back of your hand.

Jess noticed you still weren’t fully out of your panic attack, so she moved onto the next thing now that you were breathing better. “Five things you can see?” 

You force yourself to take a deep breath and look around. “You, bed, posters, trash can, cooler.” Jess squeezes your hand on every one that you list off. “Very good, now four things you can touch?”

“The bed, your hand, the air conditioning, my jersey.” Jess nodded along, liking that you were starting to say more. “And three things you can hear?” You close your ears to really listen. “The air conditioning, the fans, and my breath.”

“You’re doing great. Can you name me two things you can smell?” You are almost there, but Jess wants to go through the full list to be totally sure. “The lotion, and your perfume.” She smiles at that answer, knowing you’re fully present again. “Lastly, one thing you can taste?? You nod and smile, “My gum.” 

“There’s my girl.” Jess says proudly. You respond by leaning into her and letting her hold you tight. She presses a long kiss to the top of your head. “Do you want to talk about it?” You shake your head and cuddle further into her. “Not now.”

After sitting together for a while, Jess holding you and rubbing circles on your back, you look up at her. “Thank you.” Jess shrugs her shoulders, “No need to thank me, you know I’m always here for you.” You smile and nod, “I do. I love you.” Jess pecks your lips, “I love you too.”

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[lightcastlenineteen]

Two personalities 😅

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AKB's story after WINNING THE FREAKING CHAMPIONSHIP GAME!!!

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Cold Shoulder

Emily Sonnett x Reader

Summary: The secret Emily's been keeping from Y/n gets revealed.

Word count: 2.9k words

Warnings: None...

This is fiction. This isn't set during a specific time. I have another version of this. Let me know if you want me to post it. I hope you enjoy!

Y/n was in the bedroom she shared with Emily, her girlfriend of a year and a half. Y/n thankfully had the day off from training to surprise Emily for her birthday. Emily had left early that morning for her own training, then she had recovery so Y/n knew she had a bit of time to set everything up.

She had scattered rose petals on the floor of their bedroom, bought Emily's favorite flowers and placed them in the center of the bed. She had gotten the ingredients needed to make Emily's favorite meal. Y/n had it all planned to make the day special.

Emily was Y/n's first real relationship. Y/n had been ghosted way too often in her life but Emily wasn't like that. Emily stayed. When Y/n got comfortable with Emily she told her of her ADHD. Emily wasn't surprised and had embraced Y/n. The care Emily showed broke Y/n's tough exterior she has had to use all of her life, as she fell into Emily's arms in tears.

That had been 7 months ago.

Emily and Y/n have been going strong since. The only thing that concerned Y/n was that in their year and a half of dating, Y/n had always gotten the cold shoulder from Emily's friends. They all seemed to steer clear of Y/n and she wasn't sure why. She was always nice to them but they never really interacted much with her.

Until today.

Y/n had put the final touches on their shared bedroom when she heard the front door open. She went to call out to Emily but stopped at the other voices she heard. She slowly walked to the bedroom doorway and poked her head out the door, surprised with the amount of people she saw walk into her apartment with her girlfriend. Y/n recognized them as Emily's teammates, some national and some club.

Emily leads the group into the living room. Rose, Kelley, Lynn, Trinity, Jenna, and Lindsey following behind. Y/n went to go talk to them but stopped when she heard her name.

"Sonny you’re still with that Y/n chick?" Kelley asks letting out a sigh when she sees a sweater she knows isn't Emily's hanging on the chair. Emily nods as she takes seat on the couch next to Rose and Kelley. Lindsey sitting in the loveseat with Lynn as Trinity and Jenna take a seat on the floor in front of Kelley and Lindsey, leaning back against the couch.

"Yeah? Why wouldn't I be?" Emily asks.

"Isn't your PR contract up?" Lindsey asks. Emily shakes her head leaning back in her seat.

"No that's not until next month and besides I asked my manager to rip it up. I actually grew to like this girl. She enjoys partying, she's funny and she's great in bed," Emily smirks at the end causing the others to laugh.

Y/n stands there in shock hearing that her year and a half relationship with the soccer player was all for PR. Y/n was a starting guard for the Liberty and had been for a couple years. She played alongside her sister Sabrina and the two dominated the court together. Sure Y/n had a large following but that was in thanks to her sister. Y/n was the shy kid with the mental health problems that stayed on the side. Sabrina had protected Y/n all their lives from those who tried to put Y/n down or were only with her to meet the 'better sibling'. Sabrina had met Emily and loved her. Hell they had gone on double dates on multiple occasions! Y/n never could have imagined that her relationship was a PR stunt. Y/n stays hidden unlocking her phone and calling her sister as she continues to listen.

"Wait, you and Y/n are a PR thing?" Jenna asks in shock. Emily nods.

"Yea my manager and hers apparently had talked and thought this would help me get more traction. With her sister being so big they both had thought that me getting with the quiet one would be a big benefit to my career." Emily explains. Jenna nods.

"Wait does Y/n know? You know that you guys are PR?" Trinity asks. Emily lets out a sigh shaking her head.

"No, our managers strictly said not to tell her. They said she'd freak and it would cause a big problem for everyone. That's why I told them to rip up the contract. I actually fell for this girl and like her. I know how much this would crush her if she found out. Besides Y/n may be taller than Sabrina but Sabrina is definitely the scarier one." Emily says shivering at the thought of making Sabina mad. She had seen Sabrina when she was mad on the court, but she doesn't want to imagine how much worse she'd be when it comes to someone hurting Y/n.

Little did she know…

"Don't you feel bad? That you'll know this about your relationship and she'll think this was all natural?" Rose asks. Jenna, Kelley and Lynn nodding, all wondering the same thing. Emily shrugs.

"I mean yea, but I'm sure after a few more years together we can look back and laugh on this. We'll be married and happy. Nothing would break us apart." Emily says leaning back in her seat. Rose and Lynn share a look, both seeming to be the only ones with working brains and hearts about how this can impact someone.

"So she'll never know you guys started dating because of a contract?" Lynn asks, starting to feel bad for Y/n as she realizes how bad this could truly get for both Emily and Y/n. She had seen the news stories of how Y/n had been treated in the past. It came out last month that Y/n had ADHD and other mental health issues and the media has been tearing her apart. If she ever found out her and Emily began from a contract Lynn is sure that would crush her. Emily shakes her head.

 "Nope. She will never know." Emily says, oblivious to the fact that Y/n has heard every word. Y/n glances at her phone seeing a message pop up from her sister.

Sabs [5:26 p.m.]: That bitch!

Sabs [5:26 p.m.]: I'll be right over to set her straight!

Y/n chuckles seeing the messages from her sister. No doubt in her mind that Sabrina will bring back up. Y/n decides to make herself known seeing as Sabrina doesn't live that far from where Y/n and Emily live…well lived.

"She will never know what?" Y/n asks. The women in the room freeze at the voice, all knowing exactly who it belongs to. Y/n stands behind the loveseat arms crossed with an unimpressed look on her face. Emily is like a deer in headlights as she stares wide-eyed, jaw dropped at her girlfriend. Kelley is the first to break from shock.

"Hey Y/n…" Kelley starts but immediately stops when she sees the look on Y/n's face. The look mirroring one of Sabrina's that usually has anyone who opposes her backing down. 

"She will never know what Em?" Y/n asks again, a pointed look on her face as she stares at Emily. Emily shrinks in her seat knowing she's screwed. Y/n is to calm right now considering what she just found out.

"Look Y/n !-" Y/n cuts Emily off, stepping further into the room. The others silent watching as the scene unfolds before them.

"No." Emily looks at Y/n a scared look on her face. "You were with me for your damn career." Y/n starts, "You cared more about your career than a living person. It took you a year and a half to realize you actually cared for me. One month before this 'contract' was up. You cared more for a career that will eventually end when you could have had a partner for the rest of your life." Y/n spits out still too calm for Emily's liking.

"I know, I-" Y/n shakes her head not letting Emily explain.

"I think you've said enough." Y/n says shaking her head. Emily looks down. "I loved you." Emily lets out a strangled sob at Y/n's words. Y/n scoffs. "You have no right to be the one crying. You broke me. You knew about my past and you still carried on with that stupid contract." Y/n takes a deep breath, trying to control herself.

Before Y/n can speak again the apartment door bursts open. Sabrina storms in followed by Stewie and Natasha. The soccer players jump from their seats moving to stand with Emily when Sabrina charges towards her. Kelley and Trinity stand in front of Emily separating Sabrina from her.

"Move. I'm going to kill this bitch for playing with my sister." Sabrina seethes trying to get between the two but Kelley and Trinity hold strong against the 5'11" player.

"Sabs." Y/n calls. Sabrina pauses glancing at her sister. The two have a silent conversation before Sabrina sighs and moves to stand with Y/n. Stewie and Natasha next to them. The women all stand there for a few minutes in a silent standoff. Emily stands in the middle of her friends with tears streaming down her cheeks as she realizes how much she has screwed up.

"Y/n…please…" Emily tries again but Y/n shakes her head.

"No. You knew how hard it was for me to open up to people with my past. You knew it was hard for me to trust people and yet you still carried on with this. You have numerous times to come clean and to find out you never planned on telling me hurts worse than if you would have said something." Y/n says starting to lose her composure. Sabrina notices placing a comforting hand on her sisters back. Stewie doing the same as Natasha glares at the girls surrounding Emily.

"You have a lot of nerve. You could have had the best woman as your partner and you threw that away for your career. A career that won't last." Stewie says, glaring at Emily. Emily shrinks behind her friends who have stayed quiet. They know Emily was in the wrong for not coming clean and while they don't agree with her actions she is still their teammate and friend. Emily carefully steps out from behind Trinity and Kelley moving to stand in front of Y/n. Natasha steps in her way shaking her head.

"It's okay Tash." Y/n says placing her hand on Natasha's shoulder. The woman glances at her friend and nods moving to stand back next to Stewie. "There is nothing you could possibly say that would make any of this better. But since you want to speak so badly, please enlighten us." Y/n says throwing her arms up in a sarcastic manner. Emily takes a deep breath.

"I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry for everything. You didn't deserve any of this. I was blinded by the thought of finally being something more than some player on the national team and I let it get to my head. When we first were spotted in public, which was staged, and I gained all those followers I got lost in the newfound fame of being with such a star player." Emily admits, looking down at her feet as she fidget with her fingers. Y/n stays quiet knowing Emily has more to say. "As we kept going on dates and getting to know each other better the contract went out of my mind. I didn't even remember it until my manager sent me an email last week saying the contract was almost up. I called him immediately and told him to destroy it. I got to know you. The real you and I fell in love." Emily gets out just as a sob escapes her lips. Y/n looks up blinking back the tears that are threatening to fall, looking back towards Emily when she feels Sabrina rub her back in a comforting manner.

"I get you're sorry, but that doesn't fix the fact that you still did it. Things may have been different if you told me yourself. But you didn’t. I had to hear you talking to your friends about it while you acted all smug… That's when I knew we were done." Y/n whispers at the end. A loud sob escapes Emily at Y/n's words. Y/n shakes her head turning towards Emily's friends.

"Makes sense now why you all avoided me like the plague. You all knew and couldn't even be decent enough to fake being nice to me to help your friend look good. Shows the kind of people you are." Y/n scoffs. The soccer players look down in shame knowing Y/n is right. They had tried to talk to Emily about it but she was set in stone. The newfound fame was getting to her head and there was nothing they could do.

"We're sorry." Rose says. Natasha lets out a dry laugh.

"No, you're sorry you all got caught." She spits. The girls look down. Y/n steps forward grabbing her hoodie from the couch that Kelley had seen earlier.

"I'm leaving. I'll be back next week when you're at camp for my stuff. You can enjoy being single and losing all the fame you treasured so much." Y/n says walking towards the door to the apartment she once called home. Sabrina, Stewie and Natasha following behind. "Goodbye Emily." Y/n says turning towards Emily one last time before walking out.

At the sound of the door closing Emily drops to her knees in tears as she realizes how much she screwed up. Rose and Kelley kneel down next to their friend trying to comfort her in anyway they can but know their efforts will be futile.

"Come on, let's get you to bed." Jenna says, helping Emily to her feet and leading her to her bedroom, Rose and Kelley following behind. Rose opens the door but lets out a quiet gasp at the scene. The rose petals. Emily's favorite flowers. The candles. But when her eyes land on the ring box on the nightstand she pauses. Jenna and Kelley look at Rose confused before their eyes glance around the room spotting the same ring box that Rose did.

"Oh no…" Jenna whispers. But she wasn't quiet enough as Emily lifts her head off Kelley's shoulder opening her eyes and seeing the room for the first time.

"Oh my god…" Emily breaths a fresh set of tears pooling behind her eyes as she sees the beautiful set up Y/n had done. She pulls away from her friends and steps into the room taking in all the work Y/n had done. She moves to her side of the bed reaching for the bouquet but stops when she sees the box that had stopped the other three. She reaches for the box instead. She opens it to find a beautiful, simple ring. One that she had showed Y/n a few weeks ago online. One that she didn't know Y/n had purchased later that night while Emily was asleep next to her in their shared bed. Just when she thinks she's out of tears more flow down her cheeks. "Why did I have to be such an idiot?" Emily sobs. Rose and Kelley move to stand with Emily, wrapping their arms around her in a hug.

"I'm sorry Em. I'm so sorry." Rose whispers. Rose was the only one who realized Emily had developed true feelings for Y/n. She had kept pushing Emily to talk to Y/n about it but either Emily never heard or she just brushed Rose off.

"Em…" Jenna trails off. The three look up and see the younger girl holding what looks to be a letter. Emily moves forward, closing the ring box and setting it on the nightstand, reaching for the letter. Jenna hands it over.

"Give me a minute?" Emily asks. The girls nod and slowly exit the bedroom, shutting the door behind them. Emily moves to sit on the bed, taking a deep breath before opening the letter and seeing Y/n's messy writing on the page.

Sonny,

Throughout my life there have been times where everything was so loud and overwhelming. But there were the moments where everything would fall silent and I could breathe. Those moments seemed to only happen when I was with you. That's when I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you.

Loving you is the most natural thing I've done…other than basketball haha. The way you make me feel comfortable, safe, at home. It's the way you make the world seem like a good place. I have become the best version of myself when I'm with you. You've shown me true love and I don't ever want to imagine a life where I wake up and you're not here.

I want to build our life together, starting today. I know you've said how you said it was your dream to be proposed to on your birthday so I am here to make that dream come true.

Emily Ann Sonnett, will you marry me?

Emily lets out a heartbreaking sob as she finishes the letter, watching as the words on the page smear from her tears that fall onto the paper.

"What have I done?" Emily whispers setting the letter on the bed beside her and burying her face in her hands.

She really screwed up this time…

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