Life is Never Completely Without it's Challenges

Chapter 22

(I was looking for a woman running down some stairs and when I saw this I knew I had to add it.)
(Hawkeye or Falcon)

Lizzie's POV

I walk down the stairs ready to make my girlfriend pancakes. God, I love calling her my girlfriend. I grab the materials and then pour some mix in the pan. As it cooks I grab the egg shells and walk towards the trash. Beer bottles fill the bottom of the can. All I can think about is Y/n and Shan. What were they doing?

Suddenly I look up to see Y/n running down the stairs. She’s saying something but I can't hear anything. She moves past me quickly and I see the pancake is on fire in the pan. Y/n grabs the handle and rushes it to the sink. All the noise suddenly fades back in and I hear the smoke alarm.

After putting out the fire she walks over to me. “Are you okay?” She asks in a worried tone as she takes the shells out of my hand and throws them into the trash can. Then she wraps her arms around me pulling me into a hug. “I’m sorry.” I say softly. She rubs my back. “It’s okay, don’t worry about it.” She says, pulling away.

“Why were you hanging out with Shan the other day?” I ask as she waves a rag in front of the smoke detector. “Uh, she wanted to come over for drinks.” Y/n says. She turns around after it stops beeping. “You are officially banned from pancake making, babe.” She  jokes as she tugs me closer. I pull back. “Why Shan?” I ask.

“She’s my friend.” Y/n says as she strugs. "No, she's your Fuck Buddie!" I raise my voice. Y/n looks down at the ground. "That's not fair." She says softly. "She’s my oldest friend and at the moment we both are not working '' she says.

"Is this about that job in england? Do you regret passing it over? I mean it’s not like I don’t see the constant emails from Hayman films.” I ask.

 “Baby, do you fucking hear yourself? Your head is so clouded with jealousy, you can’t even see how fucking irrational you’re being. Lizzie, you are too fucking amazing to be jealous of anyone or thing. I would be the stupidest person on the face of the earth if I’d pick a stupid film over you!” She says.

“But It’s not a stupid film, Y/n! Heyman’s Big. No, Huge. You won’t admit it but it kills you to see Me working on set because you want to be working too!” I say. “I never said that.”

“You didn’t have to.” I said. Y/n shakes her head in disbelief. “Lizzie, what do you want from me?” she asked up front. I throw my hands in the air out of frustration. “I just want you to be honest.” I told her. “Fine! I slept with Shan.” 

“What?” I ask, as I feel my heart shatter in my chest. She rolls her eyes. “That’s what you want to hear, right? Not the truth, but whatever fantasy that’s playing in your head.” She asks, rhetorically.

My eyes begin to fill with tears as I look towards the ground. She steps in front of me holding my face up. "Baby, why would you even think I'd do that?" She asks. I shake my head, still a little taken back. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. I..I don’t want to argue. And especially not after events like last night.” She jokes towards the end, earning a chuckle.

“Are we going to be okay?” She asks. I shake my head no. She tilts her head confused. “You’re still upset?” She asks, confused. “You should take that job.” I say unable to meet her gaze. “And you should stay out of my emails.” She jokes. “I’m serious. You’re a director. Directors make films. And this man is practically begging on his knees for you.” I say. Her hands slide down to my forearms. “I can get a job here, I can wait.” She tells me. 

“But you don't have to.” I say. She drops my arms and steps back away from me. “I don’t want to talk about this anymore.” Y/n says turning away. “I told you that night you should go.” I remind her. “And then the next morning you begged me to stay!” She raises her voice.

“I’ll be here when you get back, and We can face time and visit each other whenever you want.” I offer. “Why...Why are you doing this? Do you not want me?” She asks, eyes full with tears as well. “No of course I do, I just want you to be happy. And we'll still be together.” I say.

“I’m happy here. I’m happy with you.” She says. I step forward wiping the tears from her cheeks. “You’re not tho.” I say simply. “Baby, we're just in an argument. I’ll stop seeing Shan, Okay? We’ll work through this. I know we will...I-I’ll make us breakfast. Just don’t make any decisions, yet..” She says trying to walk away. 

“Y/n, we’re not breaking up. We are going to try long distance.” I say. She shakes her head walking over, behind the kitchen counter. “I don’t want to do either.” She says, grabbing a new pan and pouring some mix in. I step behind her and wrap  my arms around her waist resting my head on her shoulder. “Just think about it?” I ask. She doesn’t say anything.