Celebrity and Character one shots

M: Burnt out

TW: not eating 

As Madonna's firstborn daughter 10 years older than Lourdes. Everyone expects a lot from y/n. Perfect manners, nicer than her mother, more mature than her mother, complies easily. She tries, but trying to live up to everyone's expectations isn't enough.

Though feeling burnt out, y/n still tries, harder and harder each day. Doing more and more work than she is needed to, but work that she has to do to get where she wants to go. Madonna soon noticed.

The tiredness in her eyes that was always plastered with a smile. It wasn't easy to notice, as y/n was such a happy woman ... or so everyone thought. Her arms, which are usually covered with her sleeves, have scars. Some healed, some new. This is how she copes. She says the pain gives her comfort, and a break from the numbness she feels most of the time. "I deserve all the pain." she thinks.

Every time someone asks how she's doing, her response is always "I'm doing good" or "I'm doing amazing!", even when she's not. y/n is also the type of person who'd rather work before taking a break. This was her usual routine for the day, Go through emails and social media messages that need to be looked at, take calls, work and study. During this routine she forgets to eat.

"I don't deserve to eat anyway." are the words her repeat in her mind.

Back to present. y/n is speaking with Lourdes, who was checking up on her, when her mother walks in.

y/n's POV

"Yes, Mom?" she asked,

"What was Lourdes talking to you about?" Madonna asks

"She was just being her usual old self worrying about me" I reply

"Is there something I should worry about?" she asks as she gets up to close her home office door. She grabs my hand, leading me to the couch in the room.

"I've noticed the look in your eyes, dear." I look at her puzzled. "You need to get some rest, okay?" She says, almost demanding.

"I can't. I have so much to do, I have several assignments due and tests coming up. Though I appreciate the offer." I smile.

"What assignments? How many do you have?" She asks, worry laced in her voice. I did not know what to say, so I stay quiet, tears welling up in my eyes, as I tremble slightly.

"Love, come here." mum says with open arms. I move closer to her, as she wraps her arms around me, I nearly break down. Unshed tears make my eyes glimmer, as the light hits me. "You're safe with me, I'm here." mum says. With that, I crumble. The tears that were threatening to fall, now do, rolling down my cheeks.

Madonna's POV

Heartbreaking sobs leave y/n's lips, as I hug her tighter. My heart hurts more and more as y/n shakes in my arms. "I-I'm sorry, you shouldn't see m-me like this…" y/n stutters, as she tries to pull away from my arms, but I hold her tight, wanting to give her the comfort she needs. "Shh, stay with me until you've calmed down, love." I shush her, I start to draw patterns on her back to try and help calm her down. "Mum," y/n mumbles against my shoulder. "Yes dear?" I ask, my voice soft. "P-please don't let go." I smile at this. "I won't, I'll hold you until you don't want me to anymore." I say, kissing the top of the y/n's head.