No where else to go... (Liz)

[Ellen Banks]

This was stupid...That was the one abiding thought that was echoing through her head as she stood before the door of her long estranged cousin. For someone that prided herself on never letting her heart rule her head and never react emotionly….the fact that she was here, really didn’t make a lot of sense….



….It was late at night, she wasn’t even sure that Elizabeth would let a realtive stranger in, was this just scared, panicked thinking? As much as it was a bitter pill for Ellen to admit to herself….probably, her heart was pounding in her chest and the fact that she was considering asking for help….it caused an unpleasant tightness in her chest…



...but really...what choice did she have?



Ellen stared at the door for a good few moments trying to work up the courage to actually go through with this, before with a resigned sigh she rapped her knuckles lightly on the door

[Elizabeth Halliwell]

Liz was watching TV when she heard the knocking on the door. Frowning, she briefly pulled up the blanket she had around her waist and wrapped it around her whole body before padding down the hall towards the door.

She looked through the peephole and stood there a little shocked when she realised who it was. The last time they met, Ellen had all but kicked her out on her ass. Though Liz wasn't the type to hold grudges, especially against family, it was hard for her to cool her ego down after being rejected hundreds of times before finally actually being turned down face to face. But she found herself unlocking the three deadbolts on her door before opening it slightly, peeking out.

"Hey..."

[Ellen Banks]

“Nope,” The little tiny voice of pride in the back of Ellen’s head seemed to have decided “This was a mistake, time to turn around. Don’t even say anything. Just turn your back and walk away. She might chalk it up to some kind of weird fever dream” And believe you me. Ellen was tempted to do just that. The voice of pride in her head might be small but if you were Ellen Banks it was nothing short of her lord and master, she was a slave to her pride, she was totally subservient to the voice in her head, it always steered everything she did….So to go against it so blatantly was just generally uncomfortable to her….acutely so…..


….And yet here she was? Why? Well, really Ellen didn’t like to think of the reasons why because that was a rabbit hole of vulnerability she really rather not goes down…


...Or admit, she hears because there’s a part of her that still was drawn to Elizabeth’s natural warmth.


Damn it…..


There was a part of her that expected Elizabeth to just simply close the door in her face especially what happened the last time...which she supposed was fair considering the circumstances but true to form here she was….and Ellen couldn’t help but feel rather awkward as she she stood there not sure what to say...or how to go about this “Hey…” she repeated back shifting her feet back and forward staring at the floor in partial shame “....Can I stay the night here?”