CHAPTER EIGHT ━━━━━━━
JAMIE'S TART BREAKS TARTT'S HEART.
AS ROBYN WALKED THROUGH THE HALLS OF THE FOOTBALL CLUB, SHE WAS SUDDENLY PULLED TO THE SIDE BY A PANIC-STRICKEN KEELEY.
"Bloody hell, dislocate my arm, why don't you?"
"Sorry. But, look!" Keeley said, shoving her phone into Robyn's face.
She furrowed her brows as she took in what was on Keeley's screen. It was a photograph, clearly taken by some creepy fucking paparazzi from somewhere in the bushes. It was Keeley and Ted, the both of them sitting beside each other, grinning whilst Ted fed Keeley a sandwich. Whilst the photo looked innocent to those who knew the pair, (Keeley had even told Robyn about the visit Ted paid her to her photoshoot where he had to help her eat due to the ridiculous claws she had to wear), Robyn knew, first-hand, how the tabloids would spin it, having already given it the title of 'Manager Shags Star Player's Girlfriend.'
"Fucking hell," She muttered, feeling anger seeping through her veins at how exploitative the tabloids were, especially when it came to women.
"Right? Jamie is going to lose his shit-- Oh, shit, there's Ted! Ted!"
Ted had just rounded a corner. Grinning when he spotted the two blondes, "Hey, two cool ladies. Everything okay" He asked. His cheeriness contrasting with the frowns on both Robyn's and Keeley's faces.
"No. Everything is shit!" Keeley exclaimed causing the smile to fall off his face. She shoved her phone into his face, "This was gonna be the front page of The Sun today."
"I think a more accurate headline would be 'Manager Innocently Feeds Young Woman Whose Relationship Does Not Define Her'," Ted said, clearly trying to lift Keeley's spirits.
"Ted, this is really bad!" Keeley exclaimed.
Robyn nodded, "She's right. The British tabloids are fucking brutal."
Keeley nodded, "She didn't leave her house after her injury so they said she was pregnant with her manager's baby."
Ted's eyes widened in shock as he turned to look at Robyn.
She nodded, "They did. You know how much fucking baby shit was then delivered to my place? Not to mention the hate online. It's brutal out there as a woman, Ted."
He frowned.
"Although, I do look well fit," Keeley commented, zooming in on the photograph.
"Well obviously," Robyn nodded, sending her a wink.
"Yeah, no, it's a beautiful light," Ted nodded awkwardly.
"My friend who works at the paper said they can hold this story for one day as a favour," Keeley explained, "When this shit hits, Jamie is going to go mental. They'll be photographers all over us."
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NUMBER NINE ━━━━━━━ JAMIE TARTT
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