Elizabeth Olsen and I

Chapter 16

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Lizzie's P.O.V.

I noticed that Eliza's been behaving differently before. I didn't mind it at first because she's a teen and they tend to drift away from their parents but the way she's been it's different.

She's no longer her bubbly cheery self. And it's starting to worry me.

Today is her birthday and Robbie and I have planned a surprise party. Robbie has invited some of his friends and so have I. mostly consisting of my co-workers.

Since she was at school we had a lot of time to set up, and she is going to her boyfriend's for a while but I don't trust that kid. He gives off creepy vibes. I know best not to meddle with her business because I just got her back.

We were now in the living room waiting for her to get home so we can surprise her. There are genuinely a lot of people in the house.

We heard the front door open and close.

"SURPRISE!" everyone shouted. She held a hand over her heart the other one holding a bottle of wine in the other one. Wait was she drinking with her so called boyfriend, I knew he was no good.

"You scared the sheebers out of me." She said taking her shoes off and walking in.

"Why the hell are you drinking." I asked looking at the bottle in her hands.

"Okay I think we should take this upstairs." Scarlett said dragging Eliza and I up to my room.

"Why the fuck are you drinking, you know just when I think you are getting better you go ahead and do something reckless." I slightly raised my voice looking at her.

"Hey let's calm down guys. Talk about it like civilised people." Scar suggested.

"Why are you drinking." I asked her softly taking Scar's suggestion.

"I just wanted to." Was all she said. Boy oh boy she was she getting on my nerves.

"Why can't you just fucking answer me." I lost my cool. Which she didn't seem to like because her eyes were swirling with anger.

"Geez mom!" she exclaimed putting the bottle on the bed side table.

"What's wrong, why are you being distant, you aren't the same as before -" "Same before what, BEFORE I WENT THE VERY SAME SCHOOL I NOW HATE. BEFORE MY ONE AND ONLY FRIEND LEFT ME FOR SOME UNKNOWN REASON. BEFORE I MET RAPHAEL. BEFORE I GOT ABUSED. BEFORE I GO TO HIS HOUSE EVERY SINGLE FUCKING DAY KNOWING VERY WELL THAT HE WILL RAPE AND ABUSE ME. BEFORE I STARTED STARVING MYSELF, BEFORE I STARTED CUTTING MYSELF, SAME BEFORE WHAT!" she screamt.

What the crap is she talking about, was she still having nightmares or was this really happening.

"What are talking about, does Raphael abuse you." I asked looking at her closely. Her knees buckled and she fell almost falling to the floor if Scar didn't catch her. She winced in when she touched her.

I quickly rushed to her telling her words that would hopefully keep her safe and calm while Scarlett looked at her body for any signs of abuse.

"Honey can I lift this up?" she asked tugging at the edge of her hoodie. She nodded her head as she started crying.