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Elizabeth's POV:

South Africa


"I thought you really wanted this! I thought that you'd changed, but it turns out that you're the same, manipulative person that you were all that time ago!" She yells. I have to use every fibre of my being to not break down right now. I have to stay strong otherwise I'll have to explain everything to everyone and I really don't want to have to do that."

"No, Mia please. I was going to do it but I couldn't find the time. Between filming and spending time with you I couldn't fit it in." I respond, on the verge of breaking completely.

"You couldn't find the time?! What the fuck sort of excuse is that! You couldn't find the time to break up with your boyfriend but you could find the time to cheat on him behind his back!" She shouts.

"Mia please, just let me explain. I was going to do it I really was. You're the only person I want to be with. I promise you." I say, my breathe shaky with pure panic.

I only have myself to blame. I knew I was playing a dangerous game by seeing both of them and I continued to play them both for fools. Now I've paid the price and a person so perfect is once again left alone and heartbroken. The same person that I've treated the same way twice.

"Your promise? Your promise means shit to me!Ty kusok der'ma!" She yells something in Russian, something I haven't heard for a while.

Despite the fact that it's most definitely an insult of some sort, I like the sound of the language on her tongue. It reminded me that she still has some of the old qualities that I remember from our time as kids. The sound of the language on her lips makes me feel comfortable, like a sense of reassurance that I didn't know I needed.

"I didn't realise you still speak Russian." I say in a soft and cooing tone, trying my best to calm her down. Yelling at my girlfriend outside of a meeting of the directors is not how I saw this trip going.

"Syurpriz, ublyudok." She mumbles into the phone.

"Okay I get the point, I messed up. You're angry." I say in an attempt to calm her down. If I'm going to salvage the one thing that makes me happy I have to calm her down.

"Angry? I'm fucking furious! You gave me this speech about letting nothing come between us and the entire time you've been seeing someone else? Get off your high horse and realise that this is you're fault. Everything that's happened here is you're doing." She says and hangs up abruptly.

We'll that went as about as well as I'd imagined it. It took everything in me not to cry. I was about the loose the one thing I spent most of my life praying I could find again. And when I had it I let it go.

I let her slip.

I just hope it isn't to late to show her what she really means to me.

Scarlett's POV:

South Africa


I didn't know what caused Elizabeth to leave the room so suddenly. But whatever it is has to be important because when her phone rang she scuppered out of the room like a mouse smelt cheese.

I was curious as to what it was, and after realising that she'd been gone for some time I began to get worried, like something was wrong. I was going to go out and see if she was okay, but as I did the sound stoped and she was no longer raising her voice.

No, she was crying. And there was only one way that she'd cry right now.

As if on cue my phone buzzed. I hesitantly pulled it out of my pocket, scared of the truth that lay in my pocket. I flipped the screen and low and behold it's the one thing I feared to receive.


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