IT STARTED WITH A WHISPER, Elizabeth Olsen

A litte accident

I decided to drive home that day. I didn't want to stay there, I was too tired. Brie called me, like a thousand times, but I didn't answer. When she called again, I was about to pick up, but I heard a loud noise, and suddenly, it all became dark.

I woke up what felt like a few hours later, in an hospital room. Brie's bag was there, so I assumed she just went to get herself something to eat, or drink. I didn't understand what I was doing here, in this bed. I didn't know why I did that, but when the door opened, I acted like I was sleeping. I recognized the smell of her perfume. She sat next to me, and gently took my hand.

"hey... I- I don't even know what I'm doing I just-" she started "It sucked, the date I mean, it was awful. That man was the most boring person I ever met, and I- I couldn't stop thinking about you. And I don't even know why, I'm terrified Y/n..." I wanted her to keep going, and she did. "The day I met you, in high school, my whole world collapsed. No one had ever made me feel that way. I looked at you, and after three seconds, I knew it was you. It's you. It's always been you. I acted like a jerk with you, and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I should have fought for you. You better wake up soon, you idiot, I can't do this without you..." she softly kissed my forehead, and let go of my hand. Then, she just left. I opened my eyes, and watched as Brie came out of the bathroom.

"You heard it too? My mind did not make this up?" I asked, scared that this might all be just a dream.

"It definitely happened" she said, looking as surprised as me.

"Brie, what happened to me?" I asked, looking at the cables, and other stuff, linking my body to a machine.

"You had a car accident. A truck bumped into your car... don't you remember?" she carefully explained.

"I just remember you calling me... My eyes left the road, only one second, because I wanted to pick up, and then it all became dark" I recalled the events.

"You couldn't have avoided it. That dude lost control of his truck and... boom!" she mimicked the noise of two cars bumping into each other.

"Is he gonna be okay?" I asked, worried that the man didn't make it.

"He might not be able to use one of his leg anymore... But, other than that, he is okay" she reassured me. "And you will need some rest too, you got a few broken ribs, but nothing too bad" she explained, showing me a bunch of pictures of my bones.

Brie stayed with me for a few days, until I was able to leave the hospital. Of course, Caity came to visit me a few times, as well as Scarlett, and a few other members of the cast. Lizzie didn't come back. After three long, and boring days in that awful hospital room, I could finally go home. I just wanted to hug Loki, and take him for a walk. Of course, he'd been taking care of while I wasn't there.

Brie brought me home as my car was completely dead, and I wasn't supposed to drive for a few more weeks. There were more cars than usual in my street, but I didn't pay much attention to it. I was honestly too tired. When Brie unlocked the door, the light turned on, and everyone yelled "WELCOME HOME!"

The whole cast was there, more importantly: Lizzie was there. Everyone came up to me, and hugged me. When Lizzie wrapped her arms around me, I felt safe, I felt at home. I wanted to talk to her, about the hospital stuff, but I was so scared. When she let go of me, I went to talk with everyone. They all asked me how I was feeling, or if I remembered anything from the accident, which I still didn't. I saw Lizzie going to the kitchen, and I thought it was my chance to go, and talk to her.

"I think we need to talk" I said, sounding more serious than I intended, as I walked in the kitchen.

"I don't like that, is everything okay ?" she asked, a bit worried.

"Yeah, everything's fine it's just... about what you said to me in the hospital..." I hesitantly started.

"Oh... so you heard that?" she shyly hid her face in her palms, a soft chuckle slipping through her lips.

"Lizzie, this is no joking matter, did you mean it?" I asked, scared about her answer.

"I meant each and every word of it, and it scares me, because I don't know what to do, I just... I just know I don't want to loose you again" she admitted, her gaze still avoiding me.

"You never lost me, you idiot. You could have called, in the middle of the night, and I would have picked up" I smiled.

"I don't wanna hurt you again..." she whispered, just loud enough for me to hear.

"So, what do you want?" I hesitantly asked, knowing that she probably wouldn't give me a proper answer.

"I want you" she spoke.

"Then, you know what you have to do" I gave her a shy smile.

"I can't to that, I'm too scared..." she lowered her gaze to the floor. I smiled at her, trying to not make her feel bad, and I turned around, walking towards the living room.

"Y/n, wait" she said as she tightly gripped on my wrist.