Belated Fate (Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!Reader)

Chapter 55. Before you go

Y/n's POV:

"What?" Elizabeth asks me again, narrowing her eyes slightly and reaching out her hand to mine, gently touching me as my frightened eyes stare at her focused face. "I didn't quite hear what you said."

"Don't go," I repeat a little louder, unconsciously placing my other hand on top of her own, squeezing it harder than I should. "You can't go," I feel my lower lip begin to tremble, signaling that my condition is losing stability after all.

"Why?" She asks confused, attentively looking into my eyes, which are focused only on the two emeralds in front of me, trying to mentally convey to her my despair, which literally came out of nowhere.

I have no idea what came over me, but my whole inner world is screaming at me that I should not let her go. It's not known what it's connected with, but a creeping feeling of anxiety and indescribable fear squeezes my chest, sending me into an almost hysterical state.

"Y/n, look at me please," I hear her voice and realize that my gaze is now fixed on my hand gripping her own tightly and looking back up at her face I meet a seriously worried look trying to figure out what's wrong. "Are you feeling well? You turned pale."

"I need some air," I mutter under my breath as I quickly get up from the table and head out the door, feeling my hands uncontrollably clench into fists and my heart beat much faster than usual. What the hell is going on?

Elizabeth doesn't follow me right away, probably taking her time to pay for our lunch, while I find myself outside next to a huge glass door, moving a little to the side and sitting on the closest to me bench.

"Baby," my girlfriend approaches it, catching up with me in a minute or so, not giving me enough time to dive into my racing thoughts, "what's wrong?"

"I don't know," I answer honestly in a trembling voice, raising my eyes to her while she's standing right next to me, looking down at me sympathetically before squatting down, taking my hands in her warm palms and starting to stroke them with her thumbs in a soothing motion.

"Did something get into your head and made you anxious?" She asks in as soft a tone as she can, peering into my eyes glued to her face as my thoughts slowly begin to settle in.

I still have that nasty gut feeling, but Elizabeth's presence and everything she does makes it temporarily fade into the background, turning my attention to her tender touch and velvety voice, which is addressing me right now.

"I don't want you to go anywhere," I once again give her an honest answer, which I can't even explain in any way, but I know for sure that this is my strongest desire at the moment.

"Okay sunshine, look, I really don't wanna leave you as well, but it's just for a couple of days and I'll be back home, alright?" El asks softly, giving me a small smile and bringing both of my hands to her lips, giving them a few little kisses in turn, but now that's not something that can calm me down at all.

"You don't understand," I raise my voice slightly, sharpening it as I watch Elizabeth's eyes flicker with surprise. "You weren't even supposed to go there, why should you?"

"Because it's my job, Y/n," she replies gravely, not allowing herself to get annoyed with me, which I can't help but appreciate, knowing that otherwise it would for sure lead to a fight.

"You don't have to do this," I make another attempt to somehow convince her, knowing full well that I have no argument in my favor. "You should just... You should just tell them that you're sick and you can't go, come up with some excuse, lie or..."

"Y/n," she stops me from finishing, breathing heavily and squatting up, "that's not how adults handle their problems," she says, straightening her back and looking down at me again while my eyes refuse to land on her because of the feeling of resentment rising to my throat.