Imagine That: Multifandom Part Two

moving on【five】| alicia clark

I raised my eyebrows, amazed at how quickly it was all coming back. The argument we'd had when I first arrived here. "You don't know that. They could have forced her to go. She wouldn't just leave me. She probably thinks I'm dead."

Frowning, Alicia tried to be gentle. "No–"

"She's my sister!" I reminded her, raising my voice because she wasn't listening. Why wasn't she listening?! "I have to get her back! This is it, Alicia! This is what I was waiting for all along!"

"No, you tried, remember?" she said, unfazed by my shouting. Her hands rested on my shoulders as she searched my eyes. "You promised me you would leave it."

I clenched my jaw, shaking my head. "If it was Nick, would you leave it? Would you leave him be or would you go after him?"

"Nick didn't leave me for dead!" she snapped, losing her patience and letting go of me. "He wouldn't hurt more people!"

I frowned, stepping back slightly. So my suspicions were correct. She'd never liked Y/S/N, but now... of course she wouldn't see it from my perspective. In her eyes, Y/S/N was the villain. I wondered what she truly thought of me.

"Y/N, wait, I'm sorry," she said instantly, regretfully, trying to grab my hand, but I pulled it away.

"No, you don't get it," I muttered, eyes filling with tears. "I'm the older one. I..."

It was my fault she was like this. I couldn't just leave her. She was my responsibility. Alicia would never understand.

"Y/N–"

"No, forget it," I cut her off, wiping my eyes and looking the other way. "Just forget it."

I couldn't take standing here anymore, not when I knew what she was thinking of me. So, I left to have some space. I'd hoped she would be on my side and help me find my sister. But she didn't care.

Maybe I'd been wrong about her.

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That evening after dinner, I was in my room packing my backpack. I didn't know how I was going to find Y/S/N, but I knew I had to try. And whether or not I had the support of Alicia, I was still going.

As I was folding up a change of spare clothes to put in, I heard a knock on the front door and went to get it. I was surprised to see Alicia standing there, assuming she'd leave me be after how badly our last conversation went.

"Hey," she said quietly, eyes meeting mine. "I... I came to apologise. About earlier. I never meant to upset you, Y/N."

I pressed my lips together, looking down and unsure what to say. Before I could think of anything, she spoke again.

"You're packing," she noticed, eyes focused over my shoulder.

I sighed, not bothering to hide it as I left to return to my bag. She followed behind me, a questioning expression on her face.

"I'm going, Alicia," I told her confidently. "And I don't care what you say." She looked like she had a million and one things to retort, so I continued, "I can do this alone. Like I should have in the first place."