Im Actually Pulling Out My Hair Because Of The Abby & Ellie Being Sisters Fanfic, I NEED TO KNOW WHAT

im actually pulling out my hair because of the abby & ellie being sisters fanfic, I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS???

abby has you wrapped around her finger.

you had sneaked into the living room a few hours before sunrise, luckily ellie and dina were both fast asleep still. you felt exhausted, but trying to sleep seemed impossible. instead, you tossed and turned on your side of the couch until you could hear the morning birds outside the big living room window.

ellie woke up before dina did. you could see the way she carefully slipped out of dina's arms before sitting up, stretching her arms before letting out a yawn. when she saw that you were awake, she blushed for a second, realising that you must have seen the way she was cuddled up to your dear friend on the couch.

the blush disappeared quickly though when ellie took a look at you and muttered "well, you look like shit." scoffing at her bluntness, typically ellie, you decided to keep quiet. because what could you say? sorry, haven't slept 'cause your sister kept me occupied half the night and then i couldn't stop thinking about her for the other half.

you'd rather not get attacked with a pillow this early in the morning. or even worse, have ellie stomp over to abby's room and create some kind of scene.

you would not want to be in the same house as her when she sees the bruises on abby's neck.

it doesn't take too long for dina to wake up as well, and before she can drop a comment similar to ellie, you quickly say "had trouble sleeping" while waving your hand dismissively. the way dina gives you a knowing smile takes you by surprise, but there's no time to question it as ellie is already heading towards the kitchen.

following her, you're filled with memories of the previous night. meeting abby in the kitchen felt like an answer to your prayer. it seemed to be impossible to get her to yourself, without the interference of ellie, without making it too obvious you were trying to get her alone.

her confident attitude made you weak in the knees, and when the word "good" had slipped past her lips you were sure you'd be melting into a puddle on the floor any minute.

maybe you should have been more embarrassed at how easy it was for abby to make you putty in her arms, but it's difficult to feel embarrassed when all you can think about is how good she made you feel last night. it's really hard to feel embarrassed when all you can think about is how she took you to her bedroom.

when you sit down to eat breakfast with the girls, you're completely zoned out. ellie doesn't pay you any mind however, busy rambling on to dina about the latest issue of that science magazine she's always reading.

sipping on the glass of juice in silence, it's almost as if you're back in abby's room again. you can almost feel her hand around your wrist again as you reminisce how she pulled you towards her bedroom door.

"what?" abby's soft voice had pulled you out of your thoughts. "nothing, i just- it's exactly like i expected it to be." giving her a small smile, abby's lips pulling into her signature smirk.

"you've been imagining how my bedroom looks?" her tone was teasing, but that had not stopped your cheeks from heating up. standing awkwardly in the opening of the room, the way abby had sat down on the edge of her bed and slightly spread her legs had made your heart quicken in your chest.

"why don't you close the door and come over here? thought we could have a little chat..." and the look in her eyes, the way she had looked you up and down as if she was ready to eat you, made it clear that she wasn't actually planning on just talking. so with that, you had closed the door behind you and made your way over to her.

"are you even listening?" ellie's raspy voice breaks you out of your trance, and it's only now you realise that both she and dina are done with their breakfast. "you gotta' hurry up, jesse is picking us up soon."

"yeah, yeah. i'll finish this quickly." stuffing your face with the food in front of you, you don't pay any mind to the sound of a door further down the hall opening. it's not until you hear the familiar voice of abby, greeting ellie with a "hey loser", that you look up.

at first, ellie only grunts something in response. when abby turns around, milk jug in hand, she truly gets her little sister's attention.

"hey, what's that on your neck?"

me trying to find a cute, affordable bikini that‘s in my size and does a semi-good job of covering some of my tattoos

shopping for bikinis and i can’t stop thinking about ellie seeing you in one for the first time:((

you're about to drop a bomb, aren't you? PERIOD PERIOD 🪐

i guess you could call it that😋

i’ve been doing some thinking about comphet!abby specifically when she first realised that there’s a small possibility that she likes you more than a friend.

it all started when owen and her fell apart. abby can’t bring herself to put the blame on owen for breaking up with her. knowing that ever since she started hanging out with you she hadn’t been trying anymore. not really spending that much time with him anymore, and whenever they did hang out she was always kind of in her own world.

when he confronted her, abby couldn’t bring herself to even try to save the relationship. she just didn’t care. when owen had asked her why, why they never seem to spend any time with each other, abby only muttered a soft “i’m sorry.”

she couldn’t tell him what she was really thinking. that her first response to his question had been something so… she couldn’t tell him her thoughts, she felt rude and dismissive, and abby cared about him too much owen to hurt him more than she had already done.

he has only pinched the bridge of his nose in response before continuing to speak. “this- this isn’t working, abbs. no dates, no i love yous anymore, no sex for god knows how long.” he was surprisingly calm, even though he was visibly frustrated he didn’t raise his voice once. it felt odd, this owen who was standing in front of her.

“this isn’t a relationship anymore. maybe it’s time we go back to what we used to be, and what we did best.” abby looks at him, her eyes cold and uncaring. she knows what’s coming, but can’t bring herself to fight for this relationship. instead she feels glad.

“maybe we should just be friends.” and god, abby doesn’t think she’s ever agreed with him more on anything.

on the way to your apartment, abby’s replaying the conversation she had with owen. she knows you’re waiting for her with ice cream and some of those sappy movies you love so much, the breakup cure as you called it.

she texted you the moment owen left her home, and you seemed to have taken her text as a need to be comforted. who could blame you though?

that would be normal right, to need comfort after you just got dumped by your boyfriend?

but abby doesn’t feel the need to be comforted. all she feels is relief. she doesn’t know why, maybe she was relieved that he did it so she wasn’t forced to. and maybe she texted you instead of her best friend manny because… she doesn’t know why she texted you, instead of someone else.

when she makes it up the stairs in your building, she replays owen’s question and her thoughts at the moment one last time. she just can’t make sense of it, why she would ever think that after he asked her the question.

“why? why don’t you ever hang out with me anymore?”

why? why would i when i have her?

OMG IM SOO READY WISNAJSJKAQKN

just a few hours left🙏