𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿/𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀

our bed - sj cj

scarlett johansson and colin jost

relationships:
scarlett johansson is your older sister
elizabeth olsen is your girlfriend
colin jost and kate mckinnon are your best friends

warnings: cheating

not proofread, it has sat in my drafts for awhile

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it was five in the afternoon, you had just returned from run-throughs for next saturday's saturday night live. it was stressful, you kept messing up your lines and had been coping with a growing headache. the thought of cuddles with your girlfriend was all that kept you going

so when you got home you went straight in expecting to see lizzie watching tv in the living room or cooking something in the kitchen but when you entered there was no sign of her

looking around for any sign of a note is when you heard it. muffled but still clear as anything. a moan. at first you thought it was just lizzie touching herself, it wouldn't be the first time you came home to her in the room by herself

so, with that in mind you made your way carelessly upstairs, throwing your coat and bag on the floor on the way. when reaching your bedroom door the moans obviously grew louder, the only concerning thing was that there was definitely more than one distinctive voice

opening the door slightly, you were met with a sight no partner wants to see. someone else was in your bed, with your girlfriend. that someone being aubrey bloody plaza

without another thought you slammed the door shut and ran downstairs, picking your coat and bag back up and leaving straight through the door

first person

an hour, it had been sixty whole minutes since i saw lizzie and aubrey fucking in my bed. since then i've just been walking around new york, wallowing in self-pity

i got to that point where you just sit at a bench and cry. yeh,  pretty low

paparazzi probably caught it all but i honestly don't give a fuck

an old lady even came to sit next to me for a bit, she was sweet, took my mind off everything for a bit. beverly was her name, she listened to my grievances and i listened to hers but once she left it all just hit back twice as hard, the tears free flowed. lizzie actually cheated on me

'was i not good enough?'

'did i do something wrong?'

'is it my body? my face? my personality?'

all these questions and no answers

after a while i thought it best to call someone seeing as i had nowhere to stay. i certainly wasn't going back there

calling colin was the best option i could think of

phone call

"hey y/n/n, miss me already?" he joked seeing as we had only just seen each other like an hour ago at work

"c- colin, c- can you pick me up please" i tried so hard to keep my breathing even but i ended up choking on my own words

"y/n. are you okay !!" worried. i could hear the slight panic in his voice

"p- please, i'm at the park outside t- that cof- coffee shop you like"

"on my way" with that he hung up but that didn't stop the small croak of a 'thank you' i gave