Oneshots: Elmax / Sillie

It's too late.

A/N: I'M BACK ✋😌🤚

El wiped the tears falling from her eyes, sniffing one last time before sitting up in her bed. She looked at her tear-stained pillow and decided that she had had enough. She didn't deserve this, despite not knowing too much about dating and how it was supposed to go, it didn't feel right. No matter how much effort she put into Max and her, she knew it would never work out.

And as if the world was listening to what she was thinking, her phone rung from beneath her pillow. She slipped her hand beneath the pillow and pulled it out, reading the contact through her blurry eyes.

It was Max. Of course it was.

She sighed and hesitated for a second, letting it ring a couple times as she wondered if it was really worth picking up.

But, eventually she decided to answer it. And so she held the phone to her ear as she laid back down, flipping her pillows over.

"Hey..." Max said from the other side, sounding ashamed. But she sounded like that last week, and the week before that. "Can we talk?"

El rolled over onto her back, "Yeah, I think we need to."
She heard Max exhale, before speaking again. "Look. I'm sorry."
"For what?" El asked despite already knowing.

"Yesterday. The way I treated you." She felt like Max didn't even sound apologetic, it was if she was forced to apologise.
"You made me feel worthless." El spoke, "Like I could just be pushed to the side whenever you've had enough of me."

"I know, I know." Max sighed.
"I can't do this anymore Max." El finally confessed, feeling her heart drop as she heard the words leave her lips, but damn had she been waiting to say it.
"What? You can't do what anymore?"

"This. Us." She hesitated. "I can't keep letting you make me feel like that, just because I love you."
Max chuckled, "You're kidding right? You wanna break up 'cause I was tired and not in the mood for your whining?"
"Oh my god Max! You're so ignorant sometimes!" I felt anger surge into my words, sick of her answers.

"Tell me what I'm missing then. Tell me what I'm not seeing." She sounded angry, but right now I didn't care.
"Look Max. I love you with every fibre in my body. I love you more than I love myself. And you don't even have the decency to tell me you love me too! It's been almost a year Max! A year!"

"Yeah, but you know that I love you, so what difference does it make?!" She raised her voice.
"How do I know that?! How do you expect me to know you love me, when you treat me like I mean nothing to you?!"

"What are you talking about?!" Max shouted.

"Every minute of every day, I spend loving you, thinking of you, and you think that me thinking you love me is equivalent to you saying it?"

She groaned, "God, you're so dramatic El. Just call me when you've calmed down."
"You know what?!" I paused for a second, "We're done Max. And if I have to tell you that for the rest of my life, I will. Every time you refused to tell me you loved me, every time you made me feel like utter shit, piece after piece of me died. And there is a sliver of my heart left and I cannot watch it rot away the same way I watched the other pieces."

"Come on Ellie, don't do this." She pleaded.
"I have to. I'm sorry Max." Tears welled in my eyes again but I didn't let my voice break.
"I love you."
"It's too late."

A/N: THIS IS SO BAD BUT I LOVED WRITING IT. ANOTHER ONE TOMORROW?