One day I'll have it all. // Williamson

Arsenal V Chelsea

"I have a weird feeling about this," I mumbled, my foot tapping endlessly against the floor of the bus.

"You think we're gonna lose?" Beth asked me, frowning. I shook my head at the question.

"No, I don't. I just- I don't know. Something feels... off." I paused, trying to put my finger on the source of my unease. The bus ride to the stadium was usually filled with excitement and anticipation, but today, there was an eerie sense of foreboding hanging in the air, casting a shadow over our usual pre-game rituals.

Maybe it was just me. It was probably just me.

"You're just nervous, Val," she reassured, shrugging. "It's normal to feel a little anxious before a big game."

I nodded weakly at Beth's words, forcing a small smile as I tried to push aside my feelings of unease. "Yeah, you're probably right," I replied, my voice lacking conviction as I tried to shake off the sense of impending doom that lingered at the back of my mind.

"Hey. Don't you jinx us, half pint. We're gonna win that goddamn trophy, aren't we?" Beth exclaimed, her voice filled with determination as she punched my shoulder playfully.

I couldn't help but chuckle at Beth's bravado, her unwavering confidence serving as a welcome distraction from my own doubts and fears. "Damn right we are," I replied as I met Beth's gaze with a determined glint in my eye.

"Why aren't you sitting with your lovey-dovey?" Beth asked me, nodding towards Leah, who was indeed sitting a few seats away from Beth and I's bus table.

"Well, you aren't sat with your girl either." I retorted, nodding towards Viv, who was sitting next to Vic.

"Yeah, but Vivie and I ain't attached to the hip like you guys always are." Beth retorted. "What's up?"

I sighed softly at the question, looking back at Leah, too focused on her phone to notice my gaze. "We got into a fight over something stupid this morning."

Beth raised an eyebrow at my confession, her expression filled with concern as she leaned in closer. Boy did this woman love a good drama. "What happened?"

"It's... it's silly, really," I admitted, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me as I recounted the trivial argument that had unfolded between Leah and me earlier that morning. "We- we're jealous. Both of us. It's an issue. We know it and we're working on it. This morning, it was just... I don't know. I got upset over something dumb, and Leah got upset over me getting upset, and it just spiraled from there."

Beth raised an eyebrow at my words, her expression thoughtful. "Huh. Wouldn't have pictured you as the jealous type."

"I'm insecure, beffy. Like, all the time. Of course, I get jealous." I admitted with a sigh, feeling a pang of guilt at the admission. "I know it's stupid, especially considering how much Leah loves me, but sometimes I just can't help it. And she's the same. She knows I'd never do anything to hurt her, but still, she hates when I interact with other people, especially other women."

Beth's eyes widened at my words, and she leaned forward slightly, almost whispering; "even the team?"

I nodded slowly at Beth's question, letting out a sigh. "Sometimes, yeah. She gets jealous over Katie, and I get jealous over Lia. Or she'll think I spend too much time with Caitlin, and I'll think she's flirting with Emily. It's stupid, I know, but... it's just how we are sometimes."

Beth let out a soft chuckle at my admission, shaking her head in amusement. "You two are a mess, you know that?"

I couldn't help but laugh at Beth's blunt assessment, knowing all too well the truth in her words. "Yeah, tell me about it," I replied, a wry smile tugging at the corners of my lips as I leaned back against the seat.