Some say it was a miracle that the two became friends
Lillian Anne Truscott, the miracle child. Some say it was just luck that she survived, the 'Accident' when she was just 7 years old. Every day there is beating after beating, another day another scar or bruise. No one ever knew the real stories behind the scars and bruises. Everyone thinks that Lily was the miracle child because after all she has been threw she still stands strong. But truly she wasn't, until she met him, she was scared, afraid and unable to trust. They support each other threw everything.
Ever since they've met, when they were together it hurt them to say goodbye, even if it was only for a few minutes. They weren't just known as Lily or Oliver, but they were known as Lily and Oliver. Some went even as far as naming them Loliver. Either way, they had to be together, ever since that one faithful day at the hospital after Lily's accident.
Lily slowly walked backwards with her eyes as wide as they could be, watching her drunken aunt walk towards he in rage. Lily had lost her parent's right after she turned 7 in a car accident and she now lived with her aunt, since she didn't have any other family. Lily's back hit the wall as 15-year-old Lily now realized she had backed herself into the corner. Tears welled in her eyes as she felt the back of her aunt's hand collide with her cheek, leaving a gash from the ring her aunt was wearing. Now tears and blood was running down Lily's cheeks.
"Your just a piece of shit, you will never be anything." Her aunt grabbed a half empty glass bottle of beer and chucked it directly at Lily's chest, but Lily had ducked and it hit Lily smack dab on the forehead. Lily fell to the ground crying as she lay there her Aunt walked over and kicked her in the stomach, "get up you piece of shit"
Lily whimpered, as she was repeatedly kicked in the stomach. Lily's eyes shut as tears were still fall out of them, "Aunt Carol why?"
"Because it's your fault that Abbie and Paul are gone. Your fault your fucking parents are dead" Her aunt exclaimed as she picked Lily up, "You don't deserve to be alive, your parents should be the ones alive, not you" Her aunt threw Lily onto the stairs as Lily's head hit the wall and completely knocked her out. Her aunt picked up the broken beer bottle pieces and threw them at Lily, making it look like she fell down the stairs and the bottle just happened to be there.
Her aunt kicked her one last time and grabbed her bag then walked out the door and got into her car. She drove off, leaving an unconscious, bleeding Lily lying on the steps. About an hour later Adam, her aunt's fiancé, walked threw the front door and saw Lily. He knew that it was Carol's, Lily's aunt, fault for this. He ran over to Lily and picked her up and ran back out to his car, he put Lily in the back seat and jumped into the driver's seat and drove to the hospital. Once there the hospital took in Lily right away and was put in a two-person room with a little boy around her age.
The 15-year-old boy sat up in his bed and looked over at the girl with blond ponytail. He cocked his head the side as he just watched her, he didn't know what was wrong with her because she wasn't moving. After a few minutes the boy started to get worried so he turned to his father who was sitting in a chair at his bedside.
"Dad, why is she not moving?" The boy said as his father just ruffled the boy's longish brown hair.
"Well son, she is- well she's sleeping" His dad said as he didn't want his son to become worried about the girl.
The boy nodded and turned back to look at the girl, then looked over at the door as a nurse came in and took Lily into another room for stitches. The boy lay back down in his bed and asked his father to turn on the TV for a little while.
After the boy was done watching his show his dad turned the TV off just as the girl was taken back into the room. She was still 'asleep' and the boy lay on his side and looked at the girl.
The boy watched as the girl slowly opened her eyes. A small smile appeared on his face, as he first looked into her beautiful, piercing blue eyes. Lily turned her head and gave the boy who was looking at her a questioning look. Lily looked into his big brown eyes and gasped slightly at their connection. She didn't even know his name and she was already hooked.
"I'm Oliver Oken" The boy said with a goofy grin on his face, "Who are you?"
Lily gave him a small smile and tucked a loose hair that had fallen out of her pigtails behind her ear, "I'm Lillian Truscott, but call me Lily"
Oliver nodded as his father sat there watching the two with a grin on his face as Oliver asked, "What happened to you?"
Lily suddenly grew nervous, she didn't want to tell anyone about her aunt because Lily loved her aunt. Normally her aunt wasn't as bad as what had happened just a few hours before, Lily always blamed the alcohol, even though she knew different. She knew that the alcohol was only a small part of it; he knew that her aunt was a mean, horrible person, but Lily just didn't want to believe it.
"I tripped down the stairs and fell on a glass bottle." Lily said with a nervous smile, hoping that he wouldn't know she was lying threw her teeth.
But luckily for her, Oliver wasn't the brightest person. But Oliver's father on the other hand didn't believe one word of it. He stood up from the chair and looked at the two kids, "I'm going to go home for a while to check on Oliver's mom and sister" He said to Lily then leaned down and kissed Oliver's forehead, "I will be back later son"
And with that, Mr. Oken left. Lily giggled as she saw Oliver scrunch up his face when his dad kissed his forehead. Oliver's smile reappeared as he heard Lily's laugh.
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Mr. Oken walked out of Lily and Oliver's room, as he was trying to find a doctor he ran into Adam, "Oh I'm sorry, didn't see you there"
Adam gave Mr. Oken a smile and took a deep breath, "It's fine, I didn't see you either. Would you happen to know where room 283 is?" Adam asked, looking nervous because he had just broken up with Carol after he knew Lily was in safe hands with the hospital. Adam loved Lily like she was his own daughter, he had always wondered where the bruises would come from, but he had never found it appropriate to ask.
Mr. Oken nodded as he smiled at Adam "Yes I do, my son Oliver is in that room as well. Are you Lily's dad?"
Adam shook his head and sighed as he got a confusing look from Mr. Oken "No, her parents died around her 7th birthday. But I'm like a father figure to her. I'm her aunt's ex-fiance, adam. She's like my daughter. But she lives with her aunt. Well, she used to."
"Nice to meet you Adam, I'm Henry Oken, Oliver's father." Mr. Oken asked Adam, "But what do you mean she used to live with her aunt? Did something happen to her?"
Adam sighed and shook his head, "No, as I found out today Lily's Aunt abused her. I can't believe I didn't notice this sooner." Adam looked at the floor then back up to Mr. Oken and looked into his eyes. "I was coming to see if Lily would like to move in with me. I was going to go to child services tomorrow to see if I can legally adopt Lily and put her aunt in jail."
"Oh" was all Mr. Oken could say, he had seen this many times as he was a lawyer, "Well I could help you, if you need to go to court. I'm a lawyer and I've seen this many times." Mr. Oken got his wallet out of his back pocket then pulled out one of his cards and handed it to Adam.
"Thanks" Adam said sincerely.
"No problem, and the room is just down the hall to the left." Mr. Oken said. Then the two said their goodbyes and went their separate directions as Adam put the card in his pocket.
A/N: Alright that's the first chapter, just giving you somewhat of an idea. If I get reviews saying people like it, then I will add another chapter. If not I'll just leave it like this. I think I can have fun with this story :D please review!
