Always Okay | (Adopted By Elizabeth Olsen)

Chapter 45

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Lizzie's POV

"Hey babe," Boyd answered the phone as soon as I picked up.

"Hi," I replied in a raspy voice as I snuck out of the bedroom where I had just gotten Alexis to sleep. She kept tossing a turning trying to avoid it but telling her a story always works like a charm.

"How was your day?" he asked, making me feel even the slightest bit of guilt about what was about to happen.

"It was okay, how was yours?" I replied trying to delay the inevitable.

"Not so great, I-" he started but I cut him off not wanting to drag this out any longer than we needed to.

"Boyd, can we talk?" I rushed not wanting to put this off.

"We are talking?" he questioned.

"No, I mean can we like talk about us?"

"Yeah, of course. What's going on Lizzie?"

"I-I think we need to break up," I rushed out.

"What?" he shot back instantly as if it was a big surprise.

"Boyd, we haven't been on the same page for a long time now," I tried to explain.

"This is because of Alexis?"

"No, I think I've been feeling this way before Alexis was even in the picture."

"Why? We were fine, we are fine. I'm all in, you're all in, and that's all we need."

"But that's not enough for me, not anymore," I dismissed his angry tone.

"Why, what happened that suddenly made me not enough for you anymore?"

"Here's a great example, this past week the best day we spent together with Alexis being present was my birthday. And you barely spoke to me all day, how can you tell me you see a future for us when our best memories this past week included you not speaking?"

"That day was a bitch for all of us involved. Okay, you can't put that day on me, I was just doing what I thought would be best."

"I am not blaming you for that day. Let me be clear, I know it was a hard day, but B, Alexis is part of my future, which means they will be a part of whoever I end up with's future. We were having issues before she even came into the picture, we weren't communicating, not like we should've been. There's been so much wrong with us and our relationship, we want separate things. Can you honestly tell me that we weren't struggling?"

"But we are working through it, we're working on it. I'm trying! I stayed quiet on your birthday but that didn't mean I wasn't trying to be there for you, I watched you the whole day. I saw the pain, I tried my best not to add to it, I know she doesn't trust me and I didn't want to upset her. Just because we struggle doesn't mean we're broken, right?" Boyd pleaded, desperately.

"I don't think this struggle is worth it. We've been broken for a long time, you've always held a sense of control over me and I was okay with it, but not anymore. I can't keep waiting around for you to accept my decisions or re-earn my trust. It's just not worth it," I explained.

"You've never trusted me and you know it, that's why you always run to your sisters, that's why you never told me the truth about Alexis until you had to. You were just using me to try and fill that hole in your heart when your parents removed her from your care," Boyd spat angrily through the phone.

"I did trust you, I trusted you too much and it was misplaced. You had the audacity to turn off my phone last night so my daughter wouldn't be able to call me if she needed to, what kind of man does that?" I countered, seething at his weak defense.