teen on set ~ marvel cast

going home

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y/n pov

after convincing myself no one was in there and nothing was going to happen I took a step into the house and my chest felt heavy. The first thing I did was walk up to my room. My door was still busted open and my room a mess but It felt oddly nice to be back here. I went through some of the things on my desk, all old forms school work, letters.

As soon as I got what I want from this house everything was the governments problem. I grabbed most of my decorations and stuff from my room shoving them into boxes as well as more of my clothes.

I had been surviving of a hand full of my clothes, dahlias and the casts for the last month. Anyway I was glad to have some of my favourite clothes again. once my room was looking pretty bare I left it walking into my parents room.

Lizzie had offered to take my stuff down so I was up here alone. I walked into the bedroom my heart racing and went to their cupboard where they kept a bunch of documents and shit.

I found a whole stack of cash. I don't know why they have it but its mine now. Other than that I found nothing I needed from here. Heading downstairs and walking around I was checking if there was anything else I wanted from this place.

I found myself stopping outside the basement door. "you okay sweetheart" lizzie said coming up behind me putting a hand on my shoulder. I nodded attempting to pull the boards off.

With a bit of effort I got them off. when I went to walk down the stairs however they weren't even there. The wooden stairs had been smashed in like someone had fallen hard down them. Im like 79% sure it wasn't me. Lizzie was confused on why I had stopped so I moved to the side and showed her.

"what do you want to get from down there"

"my brothers things"

Understanding she holds my hand as I slowly climb down into the room hanging onto the door fame with my other hand. After basically scaling the wall I landed on a pile of broken wood.

I didn't bother looking around the room moving to take fallen wood of the boxes. I passed lizzie a small box of his clothes, ill go through it up there. Going through the rest of his stuff found pictures of us as kids at Christmas and birthdays. there was nothing else I really wanted.

Until I found a folder full of hospital documents. It had both mine and his names on it so I grabbed It passing it up. Lizzie grabbed my hands lifting me out of the hole and I was surprised at her strength. I ended up just taking the whole box of clothes and lizzie took it to the car but I couldn't find myself to leave.

I sat down in the middle of my house trapped in my head I felt swallowed by the house but also comforted. I saw lizzie take a seat on the edge of the stairs waiting for me. I only sast there for a few more minutes and once I was ready it was 8pm and dark outside. I got into the car and didn't look back as we drove away.

"im glad that's finally over" I said zoned out staring at the dashboard.

"its all over now" lizzie assured "what do you want for dinner" she asked after a minute of silence I didn't really mind and we ended up getting maccas. Along with our dinner we got mcflurrys sitting in the almost empty carpark. Its not exactly milkshakes and fries but its close enough to our tradition.

"I genuinely cant thank you enough for everything you've done for me" I told lizzie once I finished my meal.

"baby its okay, I was happy to be there for you, ever since that first night of filming together I felt protective of you, ive thought of you as my daughter since the beginning and now you really are. Your stuck with me Olsen"

A huge grin spread across my face and she smiled bringing me in for a hug.

"lets go home shall we?"

As soon as we pulled into the driveway a call came through lizzies car "how'd it go?" she asked quickly.

"meet y/n Olsen, my daughter" lizzie introduced and scarlett squealed over the phone. Saying how happy she was for us and all that. Quickly however rose decided it was a perfect time to jump out of the bath and run around so she had to go.

Lizzie and I brought the couple of boxes inside and upstairs. Before crashing on the couch. I crawled over to my mother laying ontop of her. She laughed and wrapped her arms around me as I rested my head on her chest listening to her heartbeat.

She threw a blanket over us running her nails through my hair gently.

"goodnight mum" "goodnight bubba" 

a/n 

actually kill me now, like honest school can suck a fat one so can work. im tired