Chapter seven- What Went Wrong

                                    

                                          
SURPRISE BITCHES IM POSTING 
                          
Is check in a thing..but hey how is everyone's day going. Mine is a little shit but hey I'm glad to feed y'all. :) 
                          
-Enjoy
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                Friday 9:16pm 
Hey are you okay,What happened?
   
              Saturday 6:23pm
It's me, I called to make sure everything is okay on your end. 
                          
            Sunday 10:02am
Good morning, I hope everything is okay..

                          
I'm sorry...
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"Liz, it's been 3 days. You're not okay and what you're doing right now is also NOT okay." Scarlett was pacing back and forth. 
                          
The two best friends have been debating whether or not Lizzie should respond to Qoyas numerous text messages. 
                          
"I can't, I don't know if I can." Lizzie had her phone still in her hand reading the last text message over and over. 
                          
"Yes you can, it's not that hard to pick up your damn phone and use your thumbs." Scarlett flopped on the bed and put her hands on her face. 
                          
"I already messed up, I just don't know why..
                          
Scarlett took her hands off her face and ran her hands through her hair in frustration. 
                          
"I'll come back okay but please just-just try and talk to her..please." Scarlett got up from Lizzie's bed and walked out the room. 
                          
Lizzie looked at the phone in her hand and looked at her Home Screen. 
                          
There the picture..the picture from when they went to the museum..
                          
"Street lights." She said quietly. She turned her phone off in a huff and fell back into the bed. 
                          
She looked up at her white ceiling thinking back that day..
                          
Three days ago-
"Can you please just talk to me" 
                          
"...Goodnight Qoya." 
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"Lizzie what's wrong?" 
                          
"I fucked up..
                          
"What do you mean?" 
                          
"The damn paps showed up, an-and.
                          
"Calm down, just breathe honey." Scarlett started rubbing Lizzies back 
                          
"We were just dancing and then I saw them. I didn't know what to do and I ran Scar, I fucking ran." Lizzie got up from the floor and flopped on the coach in a fetal position. 
                          
"They saw you both?" Scarlett took a seat next to her. 
                          
"I don't know how much they got." Lizzie looked up, her chin rested on her knees. Her hair was a mess, her lips were swollen red, and her eyes were still puffy. 
                          
"Did you explain to her what happened?" 
                          
At this question Lizzie put her head back in between her knees and started sniffing. "No." She said muffled. 
                          
"Well why didn't you tell her maybe she'll-
                          
"What understand..DO YOU THINK SHE'LL UNDERSTAND FOR GOD SAKES SHES..SHE-SHE'S NORMAL. I CAN'T BREAK HER. I JUST CAN'T, SO DON'T TELL ME THAT TELLING HER IS GOING TO FIX THIS BECAUSE IT WONT. THIS CAN'T BE FIXED..I can't be fixed." 
                          
"Lizzie-
                          
"Leave me alone." Lizzie got up from the coach and went upstairs. 
                          
Scarlett exhaled deeply, she thought about her options.