Baby Olsen

Chapter 7

Boyd had called everyone he could think of, but none knew where Elizabeth was, he filled her inbox with messages, threatening to plan the gender reveal to his tastes, the last time he called she responded, "Stop spamming me you bipolar dick. Leave me the fuck alone!".

He didn't call again, he tried to calm down, he did, but he exploded when she got home.

"I told you this would happen!", Elizabeth screamed, tears threatening to pour down her face, "I told you we would get in another fight and I would need to go home, back to my mom, without having to drive for two fucking hours!".

"You started this, I told you I wanted to go home!", Boyd yelled in her face, a flicker of guilt flashed across his face when Elizabeth finally allowed her tears to be free.

"Then leave, you want out, get out. And don't come back until you figure yourself out!", Elizabeth turned at the end of her sentence, she wiped away her tears.

"Fine!".

"Fine!".

Boyd stormed off to their room, leaving Elizabeth alone, crying, and hyperventilating.

When Elizabeth woke up the next morning she was curled up under her duvet, in an oversized shirt, she knew this was Boyd's doing, but couldn't bring herself to call him and apologize. When she eventually stumbled out of bed, in sweats and slippers, she caught her reflection, "I look like trash".

She dragged her feet into the kitchen and grabbed the fruit salad from yesterday. Before walking into the living room, she turned on Netflix and sat down, "What the hell!".

"Hey?".

Boyd was curled with a blanket on the couch, "Why are you here? Why are you on the couch!? There's a guest room!", Elizabeth shrieked.

"A, you had a panic attack, so I stayed so we could talk this morning. B, I slept here. C, I forgot about them".

She huffed and turned before turning on Friends, and sat down, "You wanted to talk, so talk, I'm just not listening".

"I swear if the kid ends up like you, the world's doomed".

She glared, "Hurry up, Delilah and I have a shift".

"How come you're bigger than usual people, your gums aren't bleeding".

"I'm still in my 13th week, and people are different, I'm showing more because I bloat heaps easier than others now, it'll be normal by the gender reveal, breathe".

"Look, I wanna go home, but if you-", a car horn cut him off.

"Hurry up, Lizzie. We gotta go!".

"Can we talk later?".

"Yeah".

Elizabeth walked to the door, "Just let me get ready".

Five minutes later the pair was gone.

"I'm sick of all the arguing, the fighting", Elizabeth started, "It was good for three years-".

"Hold up, turn the wheel, reverse, stop spinning world", Delilah cut her off, "Three years, you would've been... 15!. He was 23! Elizabeth Chase Olsen!".

"Wait no, we dated for about two years before bean-".

"Bloody hell woman, give me a heart attack, why don't you!", Delilah clasped a hand to her heart, dramatically gasping, "Wait a second! You're 16! Dude, he's 24".

"Stop being dramatic", Elizabeth paused, "We started dating secretly when I was 16, my mom didn't even know. Made it public when I turned 17 and here we are now"