Liz was terrified — no — horrified of what she was reading.

Looking at the words on the pages and how it all described her, changes that have happened to her — she couldn't help but cry. The front door slammed shut, "Liz? Elizabeth?!" Calvin called but she didn't respond as she read through the pages.

Liz suddenly had short hair — she didn't notice a change in her appearance.

She reached up to her hair, "Liz..?" Calvin was the the doorway — he was watching her. She cried as she looked at him, "What is this?" Calvin gulped, "I can explain-" Liz stopped him as she read out one of the things he wrote about her, "Liz wasn't afraid of fucking anywhere, she loved sex," she let out a pitiful laugh, "so that's why you were fine with me giving you a blow job in that club bathroom — you didn't care when we fucked in the car in a drive in movie." Calvin shook his head, "I can explain Liz." She scoffed, "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Calvin walked over to her, "This isn't my fault."

"Then whose is it?" Tears fell down her cheeks.

"I-I don't know.." Calvin admitted making Liz go to push past him but Calvin quickly stopped her — he grabbed her arms and held her against him, "Let me go Calvin." Liz ordered but Calvin tightened his grip, "No, you aren't leaving me." Liz tried to get out of his grasp but as she flailed to get away — Calvin let go of her causing her to hit her head and pass out. Calvin looked down at her, "I'm sorry Liz..." He whispered as he kneeled down next to her before grabbing her body and holding it against his own.

"I'm sorry for not telling you."

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Liz had recollection of what happened those moments before she was knocked out — the pages and pages of her everything...

Looking around she realized that she was still in Calvin's office — and Calvin was sat behind his desk. "What's happening Calvin? What is this...?" She asked quietly and Calvin looked at her before he sighed — his eyes were red and puffy as if he's been crying, "Liz...I don't know how else to say it but...I created you."

What?

Tears came back to her eyes, "So...this is all a lie?" She asked so quietly that Calvin could barely hear her. "I'm sorry..." He whispered but Liz didn't try to console him, help him.

We'll work through this together.

"I need to go." Liz said quickly as she got up and went to walk out but as if a force field was stopping her — she was knocked back. "I don't wanna do this to you Liz." Calvin whimpered — it was like Ruby all over again. "What is this?" Liz asked as she placed a hand against the invisible wall, "How are you doing this..?" She let out a sob, "Explain this to me Calvin, please!" She begged.

He didn't say anything except for, "I love you..."

Liz furrowed her brows — she walked over to him, "Tell me Calvin, am I made up?"

No answer.

"Did you create me?"

No answer again.

"Am I your made up girlfriend?"

No answer.

"Did you make me cause you couldn't go out and get a girl yourself?"

That finally made Calvin react as he got up and grabbed her, "I made you up! You're fake! You're the second girl I've ever made and I don't wanna lose you like how I lost her! Please Liz — Elizabeth I love you." Looking at his hands wrapped around her arms, Liz couldn't help but cry.

"Let me go Calvin." She pleaded.

"No.."

"Calvin...please.."

"No...I don't wanna let you go.."

Liz couldn't help but smile pitifully, "You aren't in love with me Calvin...you're obsessed with this idea that you've created about me." She sighed, "You created me, not as your girlfriend, but as your puppet — this thing you could change and manipulate to better suit your needs." She took a deep breath.

"Please let me go Cal.."

Dropping to his knees, Calvin sobbed — he wasn't going to do what he did to Ruby to Liz...but he couldn't let her leave him, "I don't want you to go.." He sobbed. His body shook as he cried.

Liz watched him before she kneeled down beside him, "I'm sorry Calvin..." Those were the only words she could bear herself to say. Calvin brought his hand over to her own before he grabbed it, he held her hand as he spoke, "Stay with me...just for one more night?" Liz nodded at his words, "Okay.." She said quietly.

Calvin sniffled as he sat up and stared at her — face to face.

"I can change your hair back to what it was if you want."

Liz laughed at his words, "No, it's okay Cal...I'm okay with it." He smiled at the sound of her laughter — he got up and went over to his typewriter — typing something, the ding of him entering the words rang out in the room. He wiped his nose with his sleeve as he stood up and looked at Liz.

Holding out a hand, he spoke softly, "Let's go.."

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Having the self-awareness that she didn't have before, Liz looked at Calvin differently. She was now remembering things that she did once that she never did again.

She smoked weed once and the day after — she was clean as a whistle — Calvin couldn't handle a smoker.

Another time was when she would drink beer — next day she found the taste revolting — Calvin couldn't handle her drunkenness.

Calvin rested his head on her chest, arms wrapped around her waist. "I'm sorry Liz..." He whispered making Liz glance down at him, "...okay..." Was all she said back — Calvin felt as if he could start crying again but he didn't, he closed his eyes and breathed her scent in — knowing that this would be the last time he ever got to do it.

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