I'm With You. ~ Elizabeth Olsen

A Show.

Y/N POV
I put all of my energy into the last song for rehearsal. It's pretty drum intense and my arms are killing me. On the plus side it's getting a lot of my emotions out. There are a couple pretty intense drum songs in the more rock based set like Rock and Roll by Led Zeppelin. We are ending the set with a cover of Seven Nation Army which Scarlett kills every time. Once the song ends I take a deep breath and wipe my sweaty forehead with my hand. I barely listen to what our manger says before I'm being nudged by Scarlett. I shake my head and look up to her while I wipe my face with the towel she hands me.

"You good?" She asks and I nod.

"Yeah. Fine." I confirm and she gives me a look.

"Come on, let's go get some food." She suggests and I nod. Earlier today I received a text from my father and it really wasn't what I needed after an emotional night last night. I didn't tell Lizzie about it and I should have. I think that's what's bothering me the most. "Should I invite Lizzie?" She asks.

"Uh, no. I think she's getting dinner with her sisters tonight." I inform her.

"Oh so that's why she didn't come to drool." She teases and I over a weak laugh. She gives me a look but I ignore it until we are seated at a random restaurant nearby. "Okay what the fuck is your issue?" She asks and I sigh.

"A lot honestly. I feel like the past 24 hours I've been a wreck." I reveal and she motions for me to go on. "I dunno, I got emotional when I was talking about home and then I saw Trey and had a nightmare and then today my dad texted me. It's just a lot." I sigh and stuff some bread into my mouth.

"Did you tell Lizzie?" She asks and I shake my head.

"About the nightmare and text, no." I sigh knowing I'm going to get my ass chewed.

"Why not?"

"She's already stressed with all the planning I don't want to stress her out more. I can just talk to Linda about it next week." I shrug and try to play it off.

"And what do you think Linda will say." She asks with an expectant look on her face. I sigh and hang my head.

"To talk to Lizzie about it and that I shouldn't hide when I need support. I literally told Trey the same thing and here I am hiding in my shell. I'm so stupid." I clench my fists and Scarlett leans forward to squeeze my forearm.

"Hey, you're not stupid. Everyone does this sometimes." she assures me.

"But I was supposed to be getting better at not doing it." I bite my lip and already feel the self depreciation flooding my brain.

"You're working on it, you haven't perfected it yet and that's okay. You've been through a lot and you're trying to deal with it. If you need a minute to deal with it alone then do that, but you know Lizzie will do whatever she can to help. You help her when she's struggling right?" She asks and I nod. "So why can't she help you too? You would move the moon and the stars for her without question, but don't expect the same from her even though I know she would do the same. She's your person Y/N." she lectures softly and I nod.

"Thanks Scar. I kind of feel better already." I smile softly and she smiles back.

"So what did your dad say?" She asks and I roll my eyes.

"Hey babe, how you doing? I've been seeing all the articles, I didn't know you were a dyke." I read off.

"Wait what? He actually said that?" She clarifies. I nod and shove my phone back into my pocket. "What an ass." I nod again and smile at the waitress who brought us some pizza.

"Thanks" I offer and she smiles before she walks away. I start munching on the pie happily and notice Scarlett's narrowed eyes on me. "What?"

"Nothing. Hand me a slice." She holds her plate and I set one on for her. The rest of dinner was calm and we chatted about band stuff before we parted ways. I sigh as I get inside the apartment and notice it's empty. I take my phone out and see a text that Lizzie will be home a little later than expected. I decide to take a shower and have a good cry before she gets home. Not for any particular reason but it makes me feel better once my emotions are out there.