Returned to Elizabeth Olsen

18: Overhearing

Lizzie's POV:

When I checked my phone and Robbie's contact appeared on the screen, I internally screamed. Robbie knows that she's home I've filled him in on very little, but enough to keep him happy with the information that's given to him.

"Hey, honey how are you?" I spoke quietly making my way out the back door to the porch, sitting on the back step.

"I'm good Liz. I have some good and bad news! Which would you like to hear first?" The excitement in his voice said that he was in a better mood, understanding that the good news outweighed the bad.

"Well let's start with the bad and then the good?" I spoke timidly, what could have him so happy?

"Well... The rest of our tour has been postponed until further notice. COVID-19 had officially taken over and they don't want us traveling over there with the possibility of someone contracting and bringing home COVID-19..." There was a pause as if he was out of breath. "So... I'll be home by tomorrow night!"

Mixed emotions flooded in. I was just telling the girls I don't want to have Y/n alone with men and now Robbie is coming home. Plus he doesn't even know he exists.

"Wow, Robbie I'm so excited to have you home, but we are going to need to talk more depth about Y/n and about her time when she was not in my care. Meaning I also need to tell her you exist. With everything that has happened in the past 7 years, she doesn't trust men. With you coming home now, I'm not sure how she's going to react to you being around her or what will happen so tomorrow when you get home we will play it by ear, take her emotions as they come, and hope for the best."

"Wait backtrack for a sec. You never told her about me?" Robbie sounded confused and upset about this.

"Robbie, I have not told her I'm married, that you exist, or mentioned you in conversation. Due to what I've seen, she can't handle being alone with men, let alone men she doesn't know."

"Liz, you had to of known this was going to upset me?"

"My thinking was since I still had 2 weeks before you came home. I would slowly open up this topic to her. let her meet you over Facetime and try and have her warm up to you before you come home, so she knows you and won't freak out about a man being in the house."

"Okay Lizzie I see where you're coming from, but it still hurts she doesn't know about me."

"I am very happy you are coming home early it will be nice to have you home and safe for a while before one of us has to head out again," I spoke quietly thinking about filming and having to take Y/n with me or finding a reliable way to keep her safe with someone I trust. I don't want to lose her again.

"Me too my love, I'm headed to bed I have a late flight and I would like to head to bed early so I'm well rested when I arrive tomorrow." He let out a devil laugh that indicated he wanted something else when he got home as well. Leaving his comment unanswered for the time being.

"Good night Robbie I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Goodnight Liz."

Ending the call there I didn't know how to feel react or what to do. I sat my mind spiraling with how Y/n would react to having a man in the house. Hopefully having the 4 other women here will help her adjust. Sitting on the back porch for a little while calming myself down and then returning to the house.

The rest of the night I decided I wanted to sleep in bed with Y/n.

TIME SKIP 2 am

Being smacked in the face by a small arm first thing in the morning isn't how I wanted to wake up. Hearing small whimpers coming from the body next to me had me more awake and alert to the fact that Y/n was having a nightmare.

Moving her so she is lying across my lap, brushing her hair out of her face. Her eyebrows knitted in the middle, she continues to struggle in her sleep. Shushing her slightly rocking hoping she comes out of it on her own. 15 minutes passed, and she jumped out of bed in a panic looking around. Finding me at the edge of the bed looking at her.

"It's okay baby I'm here." Motioning for her to rejoin me back in bed. She shivered at the thought of getting back into bed. "Baby? Look at me okay can you take some deep breaths for me?" Sliding down the side of the bed. I'm sitting on the floor with her in front of me."

Her breathing is slowly becoming more unstable and harsh as she looks at me. As time continued she started to back away until her back hit the wall behind her and she slid down it to the floor. Getting up I kneeled in front of her and watched her chest rise, but never fall she was having issues exhaling. Bring my hand up to her chin I closed her mouth and motioned her to flow my breathing.

For the next several minutes she followed my breathing and watched my movements, what I was doing, plus how I was reacting. After gaining my attention by bumping her leg with mine. I nodded at her, she looked as if she had something she wanted to say to me.

"How do you know how to prevent, that from getting worse?" She spoke timidly, scared of asking the question.

"Well, I have a long history of anxiety and panic attacks. I know the telltale signs of them starting and how to work through them with others, including myself. I still get them from time to time and I get anxious when I'm out with friends and on stage and stuff like that." I answered the best I could.

Understanding she may need a few moments to gather herself before heading to bed again I sat and waited for her to decide when she was ready. Watching her eye she was thinking so I spoke up first. "You know that... If you ever have questions or anything. I will gladly answer those questions for you to the best of my ability."

She nodded before crawling over to my lap and saying, "Thank you, Lizzie. I wish things in life happened differently." With that being said she was already asleep in my lap before I could answer her.

Putting her back into bed, I went downstairs for a drink of water before heading back to bed but on my way, I was stopped MK was at the bottom of the stairs waiting for me.

MK's POV:

Waking up went I heard her whimper. Y/n's room was just on the other side of the wall. I made my way to her bedroom door when I heard Liz talking her out of what seemed to be a panic attack. She must have had a nightmare again.

Listening and waiting, when I heard Liz moving around I went back into my room and went downstairs not long after she did. I sat on the bottom step waiting for her. "You better not beat yourself up about what she said," I spoke first as we were already having a staring contest.

"MK" she sighed, "it's not like that how can I not beat myself up I left her in the hands of a stranger against my better judgment. I left... I left her with the person that treated her this way, who made her this scared kid, who didn't have a childhood. who couldn't grow up in the proper hands because I left her with someone I didn't know. How is that not my fault?"

"None of us could have known that that prick was going to leave with Y/n in her grasp. There is no way to have known what was going to happen. Mom didn't, Dad didn't, Ash didn't, I didn't, you weren't going to know. You have to live in the moment, Liz. She's her she's safe and she's probably the happiest she's been in a long time."

"That's just it right there MK she might not be safe and I have no idea how to make sure she is."

"Wait, Lizzie? What do you mean by that?" I death stared at my sister as I watched her walk to the dining room table and take a seat with her head in her hands.

"The Eliot's the ones that took Y/n they are still at large they were never caught. Y/n was found bound at the wrists and ankles naked and alone in the basement of the house they were living at."

Gasps could be heard from the steps, looking up I saw Ashley and Scarlett standing and listening in at the top of the steps.

"Well, I guess the truth is out now." Liz sighed and walked upstairs looking defeated

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