Reruns (Elizabeth Olsen Fanfic)

Chapter 21

Lizzie's P.O.V.
I've been staring at Shannon's ring for almost five minutes or so, I think. I don't know anymore. Its been a week since she left the apartment, our apartment. I'm still in New York, I have a flight to LA in two days and finish what Robbie and I have. I'll sell the house to him and that's it. I don't want to anything that has to do with him. I'll cut ties and everything. I need Shannon back in my life as soon as possible. I just can't live without her. It's never the same. Everything's not the same.

The twins stayed in my apartment since that day and I'm grateful for that. They've kept me sane and convinced me that I should pick myself up and just do what I have to do and that is to fix the mess I've made. They were a huge help and I really appreciate it but, it still hurts. Everything still hurts. I miss her so much, from the morning I wake up until I sleep in the middle of the night. I still see her in my dreams every night and for some reason I wanted to stay so bad and never wake up because in my dreams, we're still happy together.

Ding!

The elevator opens, I sigh and stepped out. Its the first time, I'll go out after a week of moping around in the comfort of our apartment. I just needed a long walk, to clear my head and somehow feel a bit closer to her. Long walks are her thing and now I'm doing it for the first time with no security or her. I don't know how this would go though and I hope I'm not too obvious to the public eye. Well, I'm wearing huge sunglasses, her pullover, some jeans, sneakers and her LA Dodgers cap, and I hope it would be enough to be invisible for a while.

As soon as I got out of my building feeling the cool breeze of New York City I turn right and start walking to nowhere. The first few steps were hard and it felt like I'm in the verge of a panic attack in the streets of New York so I stopped for a while doing my mind trick as always. Dusty lamp post, Red and Green traffic lights, a yellow cab, a black car. striped pedestrian lanes.

Breathe.

I don't know if I should feel this way when walking down the streets without security. I haven't done this for a long time because Shannon always made sure I have someone every time I go out. But now, I'm stupid to think that this is a great idea. I can't fucking breathe.

After quite sometime, I have eventually convinced myself that I'm alright, that its going to be fine, so I started to walk again trying to keep in mind all the things that surrounds me describing everything. Multiple flowers stuffed into different containers as I pass a flower shop, Tall buildings side by side with different shades of monotone colors, Big billboards of clothing lines posted on high frames. This is probably easier if people are not looking and staring at me as I pass them by, but I try my best to ignore them and just not look at them.

I was looking around building after building, food stalls and flower shops. I'm getting a hang of it but I'm still a bit on the edge. By the time my feet leads me to the park, I passed by a jewelry shop and something caught my eye. A necklace with a bumblebee pendant and the moment I saw it I immediately remembered her.

Shanbee

Before I could even register what was going on, I entered the store. My presence is clearly a shock to the people working here. Well, you don't usually get celebrities as a walk in customer. Our stylists gets jewelry for us. Sometimes we have them deliver in some place. This is different. I let out a breath and approach a woman, her blonde hair in a sleek ponytail and she has bright skin and blue eyes, she smiles as I approach her.

"Hi I'm Cindy. What can I get you Ms. Olsen?" She says in a rather professional scripted way and I curse under my breath how she easily detects my identity, but then I smile and say,