love me like you do | | Elizabeth olsen

21: dice games

"thought I found a way, thought I found a way out, but you never fo away so I guess I gotta stay now"

"Heart made of glass my mind of stone, tear me to pieces skin to home, hello welcome home"

Lucy's pov:

Sasha rubbed my back trying to wake me up gently.
A small smile appeared as I looked up at her.

She wasn't wearing a sweater, just a tank top and pants.
We have spare clothes but not enough to change each day.

I've been in the same clothes since I joined their little group.

"Morning"

"Morning"

Our one word conversation was cut short by Evans yelling 'shit'.
She put on her sweatshirt before we ran out and saw he had dropped all our food. Some of the canned food now laid splattered all over our floor.

"Hey Evans it's okay we'll survive with less food"

I nod, agreeing with Sasha and started helping to clean up the mess on the cold floor.

The alphabet soup stuck to my fingers like a sticky paste.
Once it was somewhat cleaned up I grabbed the cloth that was wrapped around my hands and wet it with some water to wipe off the excess on the floor.

"Where's the others?"

Evans looked at Sasha with his big brown eyes.
"Millie is out asking for food and money. Jameson and Sully are out for job interviews"

Job interview?

"Oh"

I guess at least it will get us more money if they get the jobs.

"I'm going to join Millie since I kinda fucked up"

"okay"

He gave us a quick hug.
"she never let anyone see her scars. Just so you know Lucy"

He whispered before leaving.
I looked after him, shocked, he meant Sasha? Right?

Sasha took me to the bed so we could do something, I don't know what.

"I think we have some old dices in one of our bags, I could teach you a few games"

I looked up at her. I've never played any dice games before.

"Well we'd have to go down and buy some paper and a pen. But I think we have enough money"

"that would be nice"

Sasha went to the box of money we all shared. There wasn't much. Probably around 50.

Even though it's a lot, it's not a lot for 6 people to get food for.
That's why they often end up stealing.

When she had collected 20 dollars in pennies, dimes, nickels and one dollar bills we went to the closest Walmart.

"Look there's a sixy pack for six dollars"

I pointed out the sixty pack of pens.
She grabbed it.
It was some sort of discount. Honestly I don't know what kind of sick deal it was but I guess we're lucky.

We walked around before eventually finding a pack of 500 sheets of paper for 5.89.

She picked up a couple tank tops that literally costes 1.50 each.

She got one for each of us girls before paying for everything.
We went back to 'our house'.

It was really neither.

She put the rest of the money that we had left back into the box.

"Do you want to talk about last night?"

She asked grabbing a pen and a piece of paper before sitting down on the floor.

"About what"

"About the fact you thought I was someone else"

I shrugged, I didn't want to share anything to anyone.
I just wanted to forget everything.

She searched through the bags.
"In the fire, my mum and dad they-"

I wiped her tears away.

"They died. I ran from the social services and somehow managed to go under the radar."

I frowned slightly at her story.

"We're all fucked up lucy. You're not special here"

I brought my knees to my chest.

"Tell me what's going on in your head. I don't care if it's hard to hear or talk about"

My hand on her cheeks was replaced by her hands on my cheeks.

"Before my mom disappeared my dad was very nice. I don't remember much but I remember him carrying me on his shoulders and sneaking me ice cream"

I laughed slightly trying to picture it.

"At first he was fine afterwards. Then slowly he began drinking. Drowning in himself.

After he found alcohol he started becoming a monster."

I looked into her eyes and they started right back at me.

"Yesterday I couldn't get out of my head, I thought I found an escape by staying with you guys but he's always in my head. I can't escape him or my brother. Their touches and beatings I can't."

I teared up and wiped my face.
She shuffled me into her lap and held me like a kid.
I put my head on her shoulder.

After a while I sat in-between her legs with her braiding my hair.
Swearing to herself every once in a while.

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A/n: short and shit. But hey it's there.

Anyways.
Question 1: Do we feel like Lucy is going to stay with the group?

Question 2: should I make a playlist?