mommy issues core

i can

i can - esha tewari
elizabeth olsen and scarlett johansson
y/ns age 15

lizzie's pov
i haven't seen y/n since we finished at 1pm. it's almost 830pm now and she should have come out for dinner.

scarlett who was in my trailer followed me as i headed to the teens lot. it was just behind ours. beside all the makeup and costume trailers.

we knocked on the door but there was no answer.
trying the door it opened. scarlett mumbled something about safety and walked in first.

when we did we found the teen sat on the floor with papers and an open lap top infront of her.

"hey honey we didn't see you at dinner" scarlett said as y/n stared down at the floor.

i leant forward and tapped her headphones. she jumped and looked up. her eyes were red and raw but no tears were left on her face.

"sorry, i meant to get up i just couldn't"
"what do you mean?" i asked sitting down infront of her

"it doesn't matter, sorry" she wiped her face and packed up some of her papers.

"hey slow down, talk to us" scarlett said resting her hand on the teens arm as she tried to stand up to fast.

"guys it's okay really" she said but nothing could hide her tired voice.

she disappeared into her bathroom and came back out a minute later.

i gave scarlett a knowing look and she nodded. i grabbed the things off y/ns bed and lead her to sit in the middle.

i sat beside her and scarlett's re entered a couple minutes later with hot chocolate.

"come on babe, we're your set mothers, let us mother you" scarlett said embracing her in a side hug.

"you know when you just have so much to do you're so overwhelmed you can't do any of it?" she didn't wait for us to answer before talking again.
"i have 3 assessments due this week none of which are anywhere near done, i need to go grocery shopping, clean my trailer, learn next weeks lines, do my washing. and i just can't seem to do any of it. it's not even me being lazy, i know that's what it sounds like but i really do want to get up and get it all done i just can't. i don't know what i'll do if i don't do good in school and i- i just can't be bothered, the stress is built up to the point i can't move, usually having things due so close i would be powering through it but i have zero motivation. i don't know what's wrong with me."

"sorry" she said right after "scar did you put truth serum in here or something?"

scarlett only smiled at her and brought the teen in for a proper hug. scar poked her lip out at me showing her pain for this girl. she's under so much pressure.

"which assessment is due first?"
"english, on tuesday"
"how much have you done?"
"a paragraph"
"then let's start on that one, we'll keep you on track"
"i've been trying to do it for the last 5 hours"
"we weren't here before"

and so for the rest of the night we helped her prioritise her list, successfully finish her english, and get tucked into bed. poor girl was exhausted.

then we walked into craft services and found leave forms. we signed 3 for all of us for tomorrow, we were taking y/n out. she needs a day off. to take the stress of her shoulders.

after putting the forms in the tray we went back to our own doors to settle down for bed.

a/n
short and shit but i don't give a fuck