Our Heart - The Greatest Showman {Book 2 of "One Heart"}

Chapter 12

Phillip's Pov 

Quickly, I attempted to get towards the dressing room where I had just saw Lizzy reside to, diverting between everyone who wanted to stop and talk. I just needed to see Lizzy. I pushed a flap of fabric to the side, ducking underneath before coming face to face with Lizzy's door. 

"Lizzy?" I asked, waiting on the other side of the stripped curtain. 

No reply. 

"Lizzy?" I repeated once again, pulling open the curtain to the side to see Lizzy on the floor, quietly crying while she held her knees up to her chest. I pulled the curtain fully across and placed the corner of a trunk onto it so nobody could pull it open.

"I didn't want anyone to see me," She weakly said. I sat down beside her automatically, wrapping an my arm around her shoulder and pulling her into my chest. I just let her cry, there was no point in trying to talk to her or get her to stop, she just needed to let it go. I know Lizzy well enough to know she bottles everything up until she is at breaking point. 

Something I have discovered about Lizzy is that she is either really loud or too quiet. She either took things too seriously or not seriously at all.  Most of the time she manages to keep a balance, but like any human, you know something is wrong when one side of the scales tips. Removing the balance of life around us.

She sobbed into her chest unceasingly, hands clutching at my jacket. I held her in silence, rocking her slowly as tears soaked my chest. A tiny lapse let her pull away, blinking lashes heavy with tears, before she collapsed again. The pain must have come in waves, minutes of sobbing broken apart by short pauses for recovering breaths and her starting to cry once more. 

After about 20 minutes,  I think, she stopped crying and just rested her head on my chest. I let my hand leave her back so I could fix her hair, pulling it out of her face. 

"You didn't get on the trapeze or tightrope when we go here. Why's that?" I asked gently, as she slowly unravelled herself from my chest and sat across from me. 

"I'm scared I've forgotten how to it." She admitted, giving me a small smile. It wasn't a sincere one though. "I haven't been here in..."

"Four months." I finished for her, she ducked her head down and I placed my hand underneath her chin to bring it back up gently, so as to meet my eyes. 

"It didn't feel like home anymore." 

So that was one thing that was clarified. I lent forward pressing my lips lightly on her fore head before placing a soft kiss on her nose then her lips. I could taste the peppermint tea that lingered on her bottom lip as I kissed her gently and softly. I pulled away, resting my forehead on hers. I go to move back, but I hear a small voice, perhaps it would most likely be classified as a whisper. 

"No. Don't pull away...not yet." 

I let a few beats of silence faded in around us before asking the question that had been burning in my throat. "What did Ailsa say to you?" 

Lizzy slowly moved away from me, looking me in the eyes. "That she was pregnant." 

"But why would that make you upset? Unless...." I trailed off, as Lizzy looked at me sincerely, her eyes sadden by my sudden realization.  

"I was pregnant Phillip." She said softly, not wanting anyone else to hear it I would assume. "And I lost it." He voice broke slightly on the last word. 

"Lizzy I'm so sorry." 

She stood up, holding out her hand for me to take. "It's okay, I'm okay. We're okay. We're going to be okay." 

I nodded, hugging her once again. Letting my head rest on hers and her word echoed around the room still. 

We're going to be okay. 

A/N 

Congrats @ZacEfronlover2018 for correctly guessing what Ailsa had said to Lizzy. 

Until tomorrow night. 

Have a great day/night. 

Love, Maya