Champagne Problems - Elizabeth Olsen

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Elizabeth Olsen, an A-list Hollywood actress, with millions of money, who has done various films and movies. The sister of the Olsen twins. The Scarlet Witch. The list could go on.

Ever since she was a kid, she has always been somewhat of an IT girl. The center of attention, and the one that everybody looks for.

If there is anything Lizzie does not crave for, its attention. As much as she gets them, she never really wants them. She even admitted it herself that she an issue socializing despite being a famous celebrity.

Its safe to assume that millions of people wants her. But it doesn't really matter who wants her or who haves her now because at the end of the day, the one she wants, she can't have.

Lizzie stares at your message last night for what seems like hours. She can't believe you finally said it. The words she so ever dread to hear from you. The words, I love you.

You love her and she's so happy to know that.

She sigh heavily after she close the message app. You're not gonna respond and she have to deal with the fact that this is as good as its gonna get.

"Is there somewhere you can meet me?" Received 2:08 pm

Wanda freezes on the spot as the name she never expected to appear, appeared on her screen.

"Meet at your place?" Sent 2:09 pm

Lizzie wanted to see you, even just a glimpse of you could probably relieve some of her pain.

As dumb as it sounds, she never thought this could even get this far. This affair started out with just a desire; she never intended to fall for you.

She never expected to fall for someone who isn't willing to catch her.

"Not here, maybe yours and your husband's." Received 2:10 pm

It was weird for Scarlett to address Robbie as Lizzie's husband instead of just saying brother like she would normally do.

Of course, Scarlett has to go over their house. She can't let Lizzie be anywhere near you when she has something important to say.

"See you then." Sent 2:13 pm

Meanwhile...

You stare at your phone for what seems like hours. You read what Lizzie had sent you over and over again. Your fingertips hovers at the screen aching to touch the words you desperately wants to say.

But you didn't. You can't do this to Scarlett. Not again.

You stood up hastily, proceeding to go to the kitchen cabinet where the champagnes are in store. You pour yourself a glass after glass until you found yourself in tears near the sink of the kitchen floor.

You never wanted to end up here questioning yourself and what you feel. Who would you choose, the person you love or the person who loves you?

A repeated doorbell disrupted your thoughts. You quickly zigzag your way to the door and peek through the peephole.

Colin? What the fuck is he doing here?

"What are you doing here?" You said, as soon as you open the door.

Colin was surprised to see you, clearly did not expect anyone other than Scarlett to open the door– but he knows you live here too, right?

"I- uhm, is Scarlett home?" He stutter, before wiping his hand on his pants.

"If she is, don't you think she would be the one answering the door instead of me?"

You didn't even bother to ask him to come inside nor did you open the door wider for a sign of welcome.