Y/N POV (Trigger warning for mention of physical and attempted sexual abuse, please take care of yourselves and skip if you need to, will put what you need to know at the end, I've marked where the warning starts and ends for you)
Everything is going great. I'm single and living my best life. I'm passing all my classes with flying colors even after midterms and now I'm ready for a chill thanksgiving.
My siblings are celebrating with their partners' families this year which is slightly sad but the twins invited me to their Thanksgiving again so I'll be with people I'm grateful for.
When I told Lizzie she was surprised that I agreed to go and I had to remind her that we are working on being friends again and I'm trying to not hold a grudge.
Honestly, I felt all my feelings and spent months feeling like shit. I just don't want to feel like shit anymore. That doesn't mean I'm going to jump head first into how we used to be, I'm still going to be cautious, but I am excited to have her in my life again.
I'm currently at her apartment the Wednesday before Thanksgiving and we are trying to talk through the incident in Russia. It's not going well.
"Stop pushing me to talk about it!" Lizzie raises her voice and I let her, knowing it's a response to emotional stress.
"Okay. You're right, thank you for vocalizing your frustration." I respond calmly and she huffs out an annoyed breath.
"Why do you even want to know? Just to make me feel worse? So you can tell me I deserved it? Well news flash Y/N I already know that!" She continues and I sigh.
"I never said you deserved it and I never will because you didn't. I don't want to know Lizzie, I need you to process it. I hate seeing you so hurt and I want you to feel better." I repeat for what feels like the millionth time.
"I'm not ready." She states clearly so I nod.
"Okay, let's watch a movie then." I suggest and she looks at me in confusion.
"What?" She asks and I shrug.
"You aren't ready so let's do something else." I repeat and she shifts, her hands wringing together as she thinks.
"Um...I still want to talk though." She shares so I pat the spot next to me on the couch.
"Alright, what would you like to talk about?" I ask and she sighs.
"Um, you said that you'd tell me about what happened with Jessica." She reminds me and I nod. "You don't have to talk about it right now but I wanted you to know that I'm still here if you wanna talk about it." She explains.
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"Well. I told you that she punched me for picking her up late, and that her ring sliced my cheek open right?" I check and she nods.
"And that Bradley helped with a restraining order." She adds ons.
"Yeah...well. So. For a while she got away with it because it was never in front of cameras or other people. My mom didn't really notice injuries unless they were on my face and I made up random shit like running onto a locker or something. Eventually, she didn't believe me but I wouldn't tell her what was happening or who was doing it. I felt like if I told her my girlfriend was doing it she would be more mad at me and actually side with Jessica." I explain and Lizzie frowns.
"She really had you in a tough spot." Lizzie comments and I nod.
"Yeah...so anyway. Mom found out when Jessica smashed my face into a locker on school cameras. I came home with a bloody nose and I couldn't come up with an excuse. I told her some kids roughed me up for literally no reason. Well, that wasn't enough for her so she had the principal look through the security footage. When they saw what happened, they expelled her." I explain.
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