i lay there for to long trying to figure out how to respond. finally i sit up and turn to look at her. lizzie sees the tears in my eyes and smiles sadly pulling me in for a hug. she pulls me into her lap tightening her grip but not enough to hurt me. i silently sob into her chest trying not to draw attention to myself. but its a bit hard when your sitting in the back of the bus higher than everyone.

she holds my head close whispering sweet nothings into my ear. "i cant go home" i mumble barely loud enough for her to hear.

"i know sweetheart" she coos softly "your coming home with me tonight okay, i wont let you go back there" she assures

"lizzie?" i question she hums in response "i want to tell you everything, but not here" i mumble i can feel her nod.

"ill always be here, you can tell me when your ready" she holds me close for the rest of the trip, i had stopped crying and was just enjoying the sense of comfort i got. i dont know when but i fell asleep leaning on lizzie.

lizzies pov

oh how much i wanted to be wrong. who could do that to their own daughter, i was disgusted. i held y/n for the rest of the ride not wanting to let her go. after about 30 minutes i felt her sink into me more and i looked down to see the teenager asleep.

i kissed her forehead continuing to gently rub her back. i couldn't move to listen to music or go on my phone so i simply looked out the window as it got darker and darker. the streetlights were on, dark clouds lit up infront of the moonlight. the scene was beautiful.

i knew this was y/ns favourite type of scene, i smiled thinking of all the memories i had made with y/n recently. the flour fights, movie nights fun moments on set. i loved her like my own.

i was just staring out the window thinking still cradling the teen. my heart already hurts for what she's about to tell me when we get home.

y/ns phone keeps getting messages and i left it for a bit not wanting to invade but quickly thought that she could wake up from the buzzing. i took the phone out of her back pocket. i went to just silent the phone when the screen lit up, i find myself reading the name drawn to the text.

mother gothel

we will find you you bitch

uh i think the fuck not. i put her phone next to us holding her tighter as if y/n was to get taken away. that thought led me to thinking about what will happen after this. legally i cannot keep y/n as her parents have nothing legally against them. yet. however sooner rather than later we will have to go the police but lets not think about that right now. because she is with me right now.

i see paul look around until his eyes catch mine. and he notices y/n. 'is she okay' he mouths thank god i could lip read. i nod back and he nods continuing to look around till he spots who he was looking for however he found rdj asleep on holland who fell asleep against the window.

the bus stops quite abruptly at a traffic light and y/n jolts awake panicking.

"hey your okay im here" i whisper "it was just the bus your safe" i assure. rubbing her back. she nods rubbing her eye tiredly. before leaning back into me adorably. she doesnt fall asleep just sits there staring at the window. i rub her back gently and she sighs contently.

y/n pov

"can i feed the fish when we get home?" i ask still looking out the window at the cars that pass. was it the most appropriate thing to ask considering the topic we were bound too discuss. probably not. but i was curious. lizzie chuckles a bit

"of course you can y/n/n" around 5 minutes later i move so im laying down again with my head in lizzies lap. she goes back to running her fingers through my hair. when im around lizzie i dont know why but its so easy to sleep. something about that inner child being safe or something. but for the 2nd time tonight i feel my self fall asleep.

3rd person pov

when the cast gets back to set they thank the bus driver who finally gets to go home. say their goodbyes and quickly get to their cars to get home to their loved ones. lizzie and y/n did the same getting into lizzies car to drive home.

"you head up and have a shower than we can talk alright?" lizzie says her hands on y/n's shoulders after she happily fed the fish. y/n nods with a smile heading up stairs.

she heads up stairs and into the bathroom. y/n was trying to figure out how she would tell lizzie. there was no lying now. after having a short shower and getting changed she walks downstairs to see lizzie sat calmly on the couch, a tea pot and cups in front of them. she had also gotten changed and brushed through her hair.

y/n joins her on the couch sitting across from the adult. now both with cups of tea in their hands looking at eachother they both wait for the other to start the long awaited conversation.

y/n pov (tw)

in truth i had no idea how to begin. did i just start talking would she ask me questions and i had to answer them. will i be questioned by police or am i just overthinking this all.

"how long have they been doing this to you" lizzie asks softly after taking a sip of her tea.

"the hitting?" i ask she nods letting me talk "well first time it was bad was 2 weeks ago when they first adopted lila" i admit "her being around just changed something in them. before that my parents would simply just ignore me"

"you say bad what happened before"

"oh my parents- mostly my dad would back hand me when i was little, but thats normal" lizzie opens her mouth to comment but doesn't.

"the worst they ever did was that night i called you" i take a deep breath "i had never seen them like that, they were screaming so much most of it ive already blocked out but it was not pretty." i didnt realise i had zoned out simply talking while staring off into the distance until lizzie puts her hand on my face. i continue talking telling her everything.

"that weekend before i was their slave. more than usual. i wasn't allowed to eat unless there was leftovers from dinner, which there never was" i mumbled the last part finally looking back at lizzie to see her with teary eyes.

"the night i left, the night it was bad, i was stuck in the basement when lila came down. she told me my parents were planning on selling me. and that hurt" this was the first time i actually processed the fact the people who were supposed to protect and care for me wanted to sell me.

"they constantly told me so much shit and i started to believe what they said" i informed passing my phone over to lizzie so she could read the countless texts she gasps and brings a hand to cover her mouth. she looks back at me a tear rolling down her cheek, i smile weakly tasting the salty tears that were rolling down my own cheeks.

"is there anything else you want to tell me?" lizzie asks crying, i shake my head. she pulls me into a bone crushing hug. i cry into her shoulder

"your worth it y/n. you mean so much to me. dont believe what they say okay, please y/n" she rubs my back "i love you so much y/n, you don't deserve to be treated like that, no one should be treated like that, you hear me" i nod against her chest still crying

"your okay i got you your okay" she repeats rubbing my back softly.

"i love you lizzie" i smile, she smiles back giving me a kiss on the forehead.

"i think this calls for a disney movie marathon" lizzie says with a small smile. i nod