LIZZIE'S POV
Days have passed since the last time i spoke to y/n, and not a moment goes by without her crossing my mind.
Each morning i wake up with her name on my lips, only to be greeted by the empty space beside me.
The bed feels cold without her warmth, and the house lives with the absence of her scent.
I try to distract myself with rehearsals and script readings, throwing myself into my work.
But no matter how hard I try, her absence weighs heavy on my heart, a constant reminder of what I miss
I find myself many times isolating, seeking solace in the quiet moments of reflection and every time, even in the stillness, her memory haunts me, her face appearing in the depths of my mind, her laughter echoing in the empty spaces of the house.
I find myself reaching for my phone, longing to hear her voice, to reassure myself that she's okay.
But each time, i hesitate, the fear holding me back.
As the days turn into weeks, the ache in my chest only grows stronger, a silent plea for her return.
I long for the day when I can hold her in my arms again, to tell her how much she means to me, to show her that my love for her is unwavering.
I feel utterly powerless.
I can't shake the feeling that y/n might resent me for not fighting harder for us.
I saw the disappointment in her eyes last time, and it cuts deep.
But she doesn't understand that this is all I can do for now.
Waiting for things to improve feels like torture, and I hate feeling so helpless.
My sisters try to distract me, filling the house with chatter and laughter, but their voices are nothing more than background noise to me.
They try their best to lift my spirits, filling the days with some kind of activities, but their efforts only serve to underscore the emptiness that lingers in my heart.
I smile and nod along, grateful for their company, but inside, i'm consumed.
As the sun sets on another day, I stand at the window, gazing out at the view in front of me.
I close my eyes and imagine her standing behind me, hugging me tightly, her hands in mine.
"I miss you babygirl, i miss you so much" i whisper as a tear rolls on my cheek
"Lizzie come on! Snap out of it. What if we're going out for dinner tonight?" Ashley propose me with her usual optimism
"I appreciate, really, but I'm just not in the mood for going out tonight" i reply offering them a weak smile
"You need to get out of this funk sis" she states worried
"Ash is right, Liz. You can't mope around here forever" MK intervenes, approaches me putting gently a hand on my shoulder
"I know i know and i'll try, i promise" i say, curling my lips
"Well, if you're not up for dinner, how about we watch a movie instead? We can make some popcorn, snuggle up on the couch-"
"Girls really, thanks, but i think I'm just going to lie down for a bit. I'm feeling pretty tired all of a sudden" i cut the conversation, lying
MK looks at me sympathetically, sighing and then nodding
"Fine, but promise us you'll at least try to get some rest, and i mean for real. You've been looking a little worn out lately" MK says
"I will, I promise. Thanks girls, love you" i say
"Love you too Liz" MK kisses my head and so do Ash
As they're heading out of the living room, a sudden idea hits me, so i grab MK's arm to stop her.
"MK wait-" i say, she turns to me, eyebrows raised in question.
"What's up?" she asks
"Uhm- I was wondering...you drove y/n's to her sister house last week, right?" i hesitated, scratching the hangnails on my fingers
She nods confused
"Yeah, why did you ask me that Liz?" she tilts her head trying to catch on what's going on my mind right now
"I just-you see- I was wondering if you had her address" i say, nervously and she closes her eyes, sighing
"My god Liz, what are you planning to do?" she asks exasperated
"Nothing! I just-just want to-you know- check on her, make sure she's okay" I explain
"Look, i get it, okay? You miss her. But you can't just screw it up because of that" she states pretty seriously
"Well, if you put it like this..." i whisper, lowering my gaze to the ground
"Yeah exactly. I understand, i really do Liz. But you perfectly know that the paparazzi are everywhere, and they're just waiting for misstep from you two. That's why you have to follow what the lawyer said"
"I promise I won't do anything stupid. I just need to see her MK, please, even if it's from a distance" I beg her, she hesitates for a moment but then nods reluctantly
"Alright, but please for god's sake, be careful. Don't try to do any bullshit, understand?" she advises me sternly and i nod
"I will, promise. Thanks MK" i say smiling
"Yeah, yeah, don't make me regret it" she says hugging me tightly
"Ah you two, you just need a spark of hope to smile again. So cheesy" she teases me and i giggling
"Cause I love her, MK. She's the woman of my life. I just-want to marry her and spend the rest of my life with her" i state, daydreaming about our future together, but then when I look at MK I see her smirking weirdly
"What?" I ask
She shakes her head keeping that smirk
"Nothing, just run to her"
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As i drive toward y/n's sister's place, my heart keeps doing somersaults in my chest.
Just the thought of seeing her againg after so long sends a jolt of excitement through me, making it even hard to concentrate on the road.
I know, it's risky, but i don't care at all right now.
As i pull up to the address MK give me, my hands tremble slightly as I park the car.
My fingers hover over my phone, hesitating to call y/n.
But before I can make a decision, I see a silhouette illuminated by the soft glow of the streetlights.
It's her.
She's waking towards her sister's house and my heart skips a beat at the sight of her as i smile like an idiot.
But then I notice that she's not alone.
My breath catches in my throat as I see Aubrey walking by her side.
A knot forms in the pit of my stomach as I watch
them so close, so comfortable in each other's company.
They're laughing, chatting, enjoying each other's presence as if nothing else matters.
Fury bubbles up inside me, my fists clench tightly around the steering wheel as I struggle to contain the river of emotions surging within me.
She acts so-carefree, how it is possible?
I had convinced myself that she missed me as much I missed her, that she longed for my presence just as desperately.
I was even convinced that she was mad and disappointed with me and i was ready to do anything to make it up with her.
But all of these shatters that illusion, disappointment washes over me.
Anguish, jealousy, betrayal, heartbreak intertwine, twisting my insides into a knots as i grapple with the overwhelming to get out of that car and confront them.
But i force myself to stay quiet, to remain hidden watching them from a distance.
Questions swirl in my mind, tormenting me with uncertainty.
Why is she with Aubrey?
Does she really no longer care about me?
How- she moved on so easily, leaving me behind without a second thought.
The ache in my chest intensifies, threatening to consume me.
They reach the door of the house together, then a searing pain pieces through me as I see y/n approach Aubrey and tenderly caresses her cheek.
I want to look away so badly, to shield myself from the pain, but i can't tear my eyes away.
And then it happens.
She reaches out to Aubrey, taking her face in her hands, leaning over and-kiss her.
And in this moment it feels like my world is crumbling around me.
Time stands still as I watch that scene unfold before my eyes.
I struggle to make sense of it all, my heart shatters into a million pieces as I come face to face with the harsh reality.
She betrayed me.
She did-she really did.
The pain is suffocating, crushing me under its weight.
Tears blur my vision, as I sit in this damn car as questions echoes in my mind
Why?
Why y/n, why you did this to me?
I clutch the steering wheel until my knuckles turn white, trying to make sense of the betrayal unfolding before me, but the answers slipping through my fingers like grains of sand.
I wonder if it was me, maybe I pushed her away, drove her into someone else's arms with my insecurities and doubts.
Maybe I should have reassured her more, i should fought harder for us, fucking about everyone and took her back into my arms.
But all of this is not an answer.
Deep down I know, I know the truth of far more painful than I dare to admit.
She choose Aubrey, she choose someone else.
Not me.
She just took the easy way out, because maybe I'm not enough, I'm not worth the fight for her.
She always made me feel like I was the coward, but now she's the one waving the white flag.
I watch as she tenderly kiss Aubrey's forehead and hug her tightly in her arms.
A wave of nausea washes over me as I watch them.
How could she move on so easily, as if our love meant nothing to her?
A lump forms in my throat, chocking back the sobs that threaten to escape.
I just want to scream, to lash out at the unfairness of it all, but I'm paralyzed.
I watch helplessly as they disappear into the house and as the realization sinks in, my chest tightens, constricting around my heart like a vice.
I can feel the panic rising within me, my breath come in short, shallow gasps, each one more labored than the last.
The air feels thick and suffocating, pressing down on me from all sides, as if the walls of my car are closing in.
My hands tremble uncontrollably as I struggle to keep them steady on the steering wheel.
Every muscle in my body tenses with fear, tears blinds me to everything, but there's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide from the suffocating grip of reality.
I'm trapped in this moment, feeling like I'm drowning, gasping for air in a sea of despair.
I'm numb, numb to the world around me.
All I can do is mourn the loss of the love that once consumed me, leaving nothing but ashes in its wake.
The truth is that perhaps I knew the end of our story from the beginning, but I just didn't want to accept it, thinking of changing a fate already cruelly written.
With a heavy heart, I realize there's nothing left to do.
I turn the car around and head back to home, the weight of the moment sinking in as I leave the love of my life behind.
It's a bitter pill to swallow, understanding that this could be the end of us.
The more I think about it, the more anger and jealousy consume me.
How dare she betray me like this?
I gave her everything and she just throw it all away for someone else.
As i drive, my mind races with thoughts of revenge and resentment, but underneath it all, there's a deep ache of longing for what we once had.
It's as if my heart refuses to let go, even in the face of such betrayal.
The conflicting emotions swirl around me, clouding my judgement and leaving me feeling more lost than ever before.
My hands are shaking as i grip the steering wheel, my vision again blurred by tears of frustration and heartbreak.
Every fiber of my being is consumed by a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, each one vying for dominance over the other.
Suddenly, my sensens snaps back into focus as I'm jolted by the sound of blaring horns and screeching tires.
Panic courses through me as I realize I've veered into oncoming lane and a car is close enough to collide head-on with me.
With shaking hands I wrench the steering wheel, swerving back into my lane just in time.
I bring the car to shuddering halt on the side of the road, my hands trembling with fear and my heart pounds in my chest.
Sweat beads on my forehead, i take a deep breath willing my racing heart to slow its frenetic pace.
"Fuck!" I swear into the empty car
"Fuck fuck fuck!" I yell pounding my fits against the steering wheel, as if each blow is a kind of release.
My knuckles turn red and ask for mercy, but that physical pain is nothing compared to what I feel in my heart.
I curse her name, hurling insults and accusations into the void.
"Fuck you y/n, I hate you! I fucking hate you" my voice cracking in the silence, my breath panting and my heart breaking over and over again.
I hate her, I hate her for turning me into this version of me that I hate just as much.
I hate her for ruining my life, for making me fall in love with her and then throw my heart away like nothing.
I hate her, but what I hate even more is that even beneath the anger lies a deep well of sorrow, a raw ache refuses to be silenced.
Each hateful word is tinged with the bitter sting of regret because there's still a flicker of love, a love that makes this all the more agonizing, knowing that despite everything, I still yearn of her touch, her presence, her love.
As I sit there, lost in this moment, i can't help but wonder what will we become.
Is this the end of us?
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A/N:
Hiii guys!
How are you?
I don't think so well after this chapter, do you?
I know, maybe it's not what you expected but I promise guys, it all makes sense and you will understand.
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