Ellie stared at the window.
Beams of sunlight emerged through the glass and illuminated the tiny room. She sat on a makeshift chair that she made earlier.
She was angry. But the anger she felt right now was nothing compared to the absolute fury she exhibited the day before.
Yesterday, she found out the truth.
The Fireflies were going to kill her to create a cure. Then Joel killed the Fireflies. He also killed Marlene.
Recently, there have been nagging suspicions that Joel lied to her about what really occurred that day. She didn't want to suspect Joel, but she was unconscious during the time and had no recollection of what happened.
Everything was a big blank.
And the only one who knew the truth was Joel.
It was when they were both eating their dinner last night, which consisted of a couple handfuls of blueberries, did she started to interrogate him.
"Did you lie?"
She didn't need to elaborate her question. He knew what Ellie was asking about. For a few moments, Joel was silent. He held a blueberry between his fingertips. He suddenly seemed more interested in studying the skin of the miniature fruit, which wasn't abnormal, fruit were becoming more and more rare these days.
He didn't answer.
She felt her temper boiling, threatening to rise over the edge.
"Joel, answer the fucking question!"
At first, Joel didn't tell her willingly. He didn't dare look at Ellie when he spoke. He would turn his gaze to anywhere, but not to her. He told her the same excuse he said to her last time. There were other immune survivors. The idea of a cure was a failure. She heard it all before, but this time, her doubt was stronger.
Joel tried to reason with her and that's when he accidentally slipped out a part of the truth. Ellie's eyes widened and Joel knew it was too late. He hesitated, but he decided to tell her everything. After Joel finished telling Ellie the whole truth, she was trembling. She glared at him, clearly furious.
"You swore everything you said was true! …And I-I believed you."
After she yelled at him, Ellie took off, escaping out the door and finding solace in a room without Joel.
And here she was now. Her anger subsided quite a bit over the night. She couldn't sleep though, and there were black circles under her eyes.
She used to let her temper control her many times before, but she was more rational now, especially after the incident with David. She was less naïve about other people and she tried to think of why Joel did what he did and lied to her about it.
She asked out loud, more to herself than anyone else, "Why, Joel? Why?"
A/N: They're probably out of character, but this is just how I imagine it. I know there are other stories about it, but it would be nice to see different versions of it.
