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el gasped with wide eyes, "oh, you little shit!"

she smacked emilio across the head with her hand as her fingers ran through his slight curly hair, "i am not going to therapy!" she screamed in his ear before huffing and grabbing eli's hand to leave the restaurant.

emerson held her back by the arm, "you are and you will,"

she whined and gave him a look, "i don't wanna go!" she pulled her arm back and hid behind eli.

"wombmate," el whispered and lightly tapped his arm, "please, i don't want to go. not after last time,"

"el, we promise it won't be the same," elliot reassured her as el frowned, "you don't know that."

elijah pulled her away from eli then smiled widely at her, "don't worry, it's a female this time and we did tones of research on her. she's qualified as hell and i am certain he wouldn't make comments like that asshole last time."

"how would you know?" el challenged.

"you know how hard it is for me to open up? and i did that with him and i told him about how i got assaulted and how i got raped and he literally told me, 'i was beautiful and it was bound to happen.' what the fuck does that even mean!?" she exclaimed then stepped away, "look, i hate therapy and i'm not going again."

"this one won't—"

"oh so you've been? you know?" el asked with raised eyebrows. "hm?"

"i've been," eli murmured, "she's a nice lady,"

el slowly turned to face him and he quietly added, "she gave me a lollipop,"

"you're going to her?" el asked in a more gentle tone and he nodded slowly, "she's nice, el. give it a try."

she gently grabbed his hand then smiled, "okay, i'll give it a try. but once and i don't like there, i will run,"

he chuckled quietly and nodded before pulling her in for a hug, "hm, i love you," he mumbled against her head then pecked her hair as she smiled, "i love you too."

elliot gave a thumbs up to eli behind el's back along with elijah and in return, eli gave them the finger.

"i can see you guys, you know that right?" el questioned as they all gasped.

"jesus, how!?" ezra exclaimed and held the back of his palm to his forehead, "oh my god, my sisters a witch!"

el giggled, "i have gut feelings."

"like spiderman!?" eli smiled widely and her eyebrows furrowed, "no...? i don't know, i never watched."

"you never—" elijah cut himself off to take a deep breath, "we're having a movie marathon tonight and mike's place. we will bring the dvd's."

"but mama and—"

"we will find a way," elliot nodded, "we're watching spiderman and that's final."

el turned her head to face them then rolled her eyes, "fine! but i want mcdonald's."

"that's a deal," emilio took her hand and shook which made her smirk and hold back a laugh.

*

"go get the door, mike," el tiredly muttered as she laid on top of him all relaxed on his bed.

"you're on top of me," he said and she wrapped her arms and legs around him, "to the door we go. i finally got in a comfortable position, i ain't moving,"

"we are not answering the door like this, what if it's a man?" he asked, "we're not broadcasting your ass to the world, dove,"

"mike, why are there a bunch of men at the door!?" karen yelled from downstairs as mike gave el a look.

"oh, no! they all look like el!" karen went on, "never mind, they are brothers!"

"oh shit," el breathed out, "they said they were gonna force me to watch spider-man. i didn't know they weren't joking!"

mike shook his head. "go greet your idiots,"

el smiled and cupped his face to kiss his lips, "sorry, i forgot to tell you,"

"it's alright," he chuckled, "my mom is probably excited to show off her cheesecake now,"

she grinned and got off of him before standing up and grabbing a giant hooded blanket to drape over her, "yeah," she smiled then exited the room.

"el!" eli smiled widely as el ran down the stairs to give him a big hug.

"hi," she grinned then opened up her blanket and wrapped it around him as well, "i missed you!" she kissed his cheek and jumped up to wrap around him.

"hi," he cried and leaned down to her shoulder, "hey, have you eaten yet?" he asked her with a wide smile as she nodded, "yeah, just finished dinner."

"oh my god, this cheesecake!" elijah exclaimed from the kitchen which made el giggle quietly.

mike slowly walked down the stairs, smiling at the sight of el and eli. he was glad that el had someone like him and he was more glad that right now, she did not know that they weren't truly twins.

"i brought all of the dvd's," ezra said and went to the living room.

"come, let's go cuddle on the couch," el got off of eli and took him to the living room where the couch was.

they settled against the end of the couch and el made sure the blanket was now wrapped around both of their bodies instead.

her legs settled on mike's lap and the others started to spread across the carpet ground as emilio and elliot were both enjoying tons of slices of cheesecake.

"first up, the first ever spider-man!" ezra grinned and placed the dvd in as el laid her head back against eli's chest and held his arm that was around her.

she turned her head back and smiled at him as he looked down with the widest smile before kissing her hair.

he pulled his other arm from besides him then wrapped it around her body.

"hey, what happened," she frowned, seeing a small little scar that looked too familiar on his arm.

"oh, it's nothing," he covered it up with the blanket and she stilled and her eyes wandered to emilio.

she blinked and her eyes trailed to the ground at the realisation.

"seriously, it's fine," he whispered to her since everyone was focused on the movie, "i hurt myself during practice."

"with what?" her tone was quiet but strict.

"look, don't worry about it," he shot her a reassuring grin, "i'm all good,"

"i once told you that and look where i ended up," she gritted through her teeth then shook her head, "eli,"

"we will talk about it later," eli mumbled, "if we have to,"

she nodded, "yes, okay," she then kissed his upper arm, "i love you,"

"i love you too," he whispered, "i'm okay, don't worry about it, el. i'll be okay,"

"don't make fake promises like me," her voice cracked, "don't do that,"

"okay," he gently whispered, "okay, i won't,"

she nodded slowly then nuzzled closer to his touch before she gently planted a kiss to his arm once more.

now she knew why it hurt so much to them when she did it.

*

a/n: i have come to the realisation that i write sad characters bc it makes me feel better and not alone lol

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