On the Inside with Elizabeth Olsen

Olsen III

No lyrics today

A/N: You all ready?

TWO YEARS LATER

NAH, JK

Y/N POV

"We can't be together."

What..?

Liz slowly pulls her hands out from mine and turns her head away.

No. This can't be right.

I'm left sitting here like a stunned idiot, mouth agape, no words coming out.

I can feel time passing me by, but I'm not sure how many minutes have gone.

Liz looks more alive now as she turns her head back to me and starts talking with tears streaming down her face. She looks mad? But her eyes are soft. Is she now yelling? She looks like she's yelling. Why can't I hear her? She sounds distant and muffled, but she's right here in front of me. Fuck.

As much as I want to try and focus on whatever she's talking about, I can't. I'm trying my hardest to move my body away from Li- Elizabeth, but I'm stuck.

I need to get out of this car.

I can feel my stomach and throat fighting once again.

"Stop." I manage to sneak out, but Elizabeth is too busy rambling that our driver Mr. Bronson doesn't hear me. So I try again.

"Stop the car."

Elizabeth stops and looks at me, confused.

One more time but louder.

"Stop the car!" Mr. Bronson heard me, but I still can't hear shit, so I don't know what he's talking about as he gestures to the road.

I feel Elizabeth's hands rest on my cheeks, causing me to jump away at the sudden contact. What the fuck is she doing to me? Her soft green eyes are looking at me. They're begging for answers that I don't have. I close my eyes as the world crumbles down on me. I'm going to lose it. I'm going to lose Elizabeth. I'm going to lose...

I keep my eyes squeezed shut.

"STOP THE FUCKING CAR!"

After a few seconds, the car comes to a stop, and I don't care where we are; I'm getting out. I open my eyes and bolt out of my side. As soon as the car door slams behind me, the world comes back to me, and I can hear. I can listen to the loud car horns of the city. I can hear people talk about their bullshit. But none of that matters right now.

Because as soon as I make it to the sidewalk, I'm hunched over, expelling this morning's breakfast.

I take a quick glance around the surrounding buildings. I have no idea where I am as people continue to walk around me in disgust.

"Y/N!" I shut my eyes at the sound of her angelic voice. "Oh my god, are you okay? What's wrong?" I feel her lay a soft touch on my back as she brings herself closer to me. Is she fucking serious right now? What's wrong?! I wipe my gross chin and turn my gaze to her.

She has now moved an arm around my waist to hold me up. Shit, I didn't even feel myself falling.

"Why don't you tell me what's wrong?" I look at her red puffy eyes. They're breaking my heart. Wait, no, she already did that. "Y/N... I-" "You what? You don't want to be with me anymore. I get it. The love was fake. This was a phase. I knew it was too good to be true. The real world came knocking at the front door, and you left out the back. Just like I was afraid of... I should've listened to my stupid thoughts when it came to us. I didn't with Naomi, and look at what happened..."