I had the urge to write a new story yesterday...and this is the aftermath. It is definitely going to be a Liley story, but in due time. I've always wanted to write a story where Lilly has a baby and is left to care for it on her own; although Miley will probably end up helping her out seeing as they've got quite a close friendship. Anyway read and review; let me know if I should continue with this story. And I am still working on Butterfly Girl, I swear! Just needed something different to write. Thanks in advance for reading and reviewing :)
With Tragedies Come Miracles
Lilly Truscott waited anxiously for the results of her pregnancy test to come back; she'd been wanting to have a baby ever since she married her high school sweetheart and now her dream may finally come true. She knew from the day she had met Oliver they were destined to be together so when he proposed to her, she couldn't be any happier. And now that there had been the possibility of having his baby, Lilly knew she and Oliver were solemates.
Pacing about the room, she decided to head downstairs to make a pot of coffee. Hopefully that would put her mind off the results and earn a sooner phone call from the hospital. She joyfully made her way to the kitchen as she filled the coffee pot with fresh coffee beans. While the coffee slowly brewed, Lilly tried to think of what to cook for breakfast. And just as she came up with what to make, the telephone started to ring.
A grin started to display on the blonde woman's face as she reached to grab the phone. "Hello?" Her voice perked with happiness, hoping this would be the call she'd been longing for.
"Yes, is this Miss Lilly Truscott I'm speaking with?" The young woman's expression chirped up even more as she heard her doctor's voice on the other ended, responding to her question with a very cheerful yes. "I have some wonderful news for you...You're pregnant! The test results just came in and it's positive. Congratulations Miss Truscott! Now it is still pretty early, you're about eight weeks along so we'll schedule an appointment for a month from today. Does that sound good?"
That evening had Lilly ecstatically preparing a delicious, home cooked meal for her finacee. She could barely wait for him to arrive back from work so she could tell him the wonderful news. As she finished setting the table, the kitchen door swung open and in a came a very angry Oliver Oken. She could hear his muttering curse words underneath his breath and concern started to fill her mind.
Moving away from the table, she quickly walked over to where her fiancee stood; gazing up at him with worry. "What's the matter, Ollie? Everything okay at work?" The woman questioned, reaching over to stroke his cheek with tenderness. It had been a long time since she'd seen him so angry which caused to her to feel a bit of fear.
Oliver grunted in response as nearly pushed her to the floor to get out from under her touch. He was in no mood to deal with his fiancee tonight, not after the horrible day he had. "Leave me alone, Lilly. Not in the mood to deal with you." His voice was cold as he pushed past her to the living room. He plopped down on the couch as he reached for the remote so he could watch the television.
"But I have something important to you, Ol...Some wonderful news actually! Maybe it'll make you feel better about whatever's bothering you." Lilly's gentle voice spoke while she walked over to him and sat beside him. "And I made your favorite meal for supper...Aren't you hungry?" She grabbed his hand, stroking it lovingly with her thumb.
The only response she got was Oliver's hand roughly pulling out from hers and another hard push to the ground. He'd definitely not been in the mood to talk to his fiancee, her voice really irked him at the moment. "Could you just shut your goddamn mouth for two seconds?" He angrily yelled, venom in his tone while he stood up from his seat. The dark haired man gripped Lilly by the wrist and threw her against the wall. "I'm tired of you, Lilly! I work my ass off while you sit here and do nothing... Absolutelt nothing! You need to get a fucking job and make some damn money."
Tears filled the blonde's eyes as she timidly got up from the ground; she looked up at him with fear as pain shot through body. "Please don't do this...Y-you'll hurt our baby..." She spoke quietly, her voice shaking with the realization that he may not be so happy about having a child with her. At least not in the condition he was in at this very moment.
"Our baby?! What the fuck do you mean I'll hurt 'our baby'?! Are you fucking pregnant Lilly?" Anger rose even more as he saw her timidly nod her head in response. "You little piece of shit! How the hell could you get pregnant?! We fucking used protection! Oh you scumbag, I'm gonna kill you!" He screamed, pushing her to the ground as he started to violently beat her. "You're having an abortion, there's no way you're bringing a filthy baby into MY house. No goddamn way!" The furious finacee seethed as he went to punch her in the stomach with as much force as possible.
Lilly shakily made her way out of the house, running down the street as fast as she could while hoping he wouldn't be able to find her. Running as fast as she was, she failed to notice that she nearly stumbled into her best friend; who had now been looking at her in concern. The blonde stepped backwards, trying to get her eyes to focus on the figure in front of her. "O-oh... Sorry Miley, didn't see you there." She tried to keep her voice from sounding frightened but she knew her friend had seen right through her.
The taller woman stood before her with her long, chestnut hair pulled into a slick ponytail as her facial expression showed deep signs of concern. "What's got you runnin' so fast, my dear best friend? I heard yellin' coming from your house so I was on my way down there... Everything okay, Lil?" She noticed the fresh bruising on Lilly's arms, which alarmed her with worry.
"It's all good, Miles... Ollie's just had a rough day at work is all. And I kind of made it worse by telling him that we're having a baby... He didn't take the news as well as I thought." She looked down, saddened by the memory of her fiancee wanting her to murder their own child. What parent would every consider such a thing?
Miley felt a tiny surge of anger as she heard her best friend speak of Oliver. In all honesty, she never really liked the man; he didn't deserve such a sweet wife as Lilly. She hadn't trust him either as she knew he used to abuse her best friend all throughout high school. The memories of the sobs and cries she'd hear on the phone broke her heart, making her hate Oliver all the more. "You're pregnant, Lil?" She questioned, seeing the other nod her head enthusiastically. "Awww, congratulations! You're going to be an amazing mother, darlin'. Oliver's not happy to be a father? Isn't that why you two are getting married, so you can have a family together?" She observed Lilly closely, faintly able to sense the sadness she'd been feeling.
Sighing defeatedly, the shorter woman shrugged her shoulders; not knowing exactly what answer to give her friend. She knew for a fact that Miley would be absolutetly livid if she knew what Oliver had done to and said to her. And she also knew that the other could tell when she's lying about things, especially when it came to her fiancee. "He didn't seem too happy about it... He really wasn't in a good mood to begin with, so that's probably why he didn't care too much. I left, to give some space; hopefully he'll feel better when I get back."
The brunette shook her head empathetically as she wrapped her friend in a comforting hug. "Mhmm." She mumbled, still not entirely sure that Lilly had been telling her the truth. "Why don't you come home with me? We haven't spent time together in a quite a while and I'd like to have a good talk with you. I'm worried about you, Lil." Miley spoke with sincerity as she took a hold of one of her hands and walked them to her house.
Miley had the blonde sit down at the kitchen while she made them each a cup of hot chocolate. Something she felt always made a deep conversation just a little bit less dreary. As she waited for the water to boil, she glanced over at Lilly with sympathy. She knew the woman had always wanted to be a mother; that's all she talked about when they were younger. And now that she was pregnant, her soon to be husband could care less; which Miley knew that really hurt her dear best friend.
Waiting patiently at the table, Lilly couldn't help but wonder why Oliver would be so hostile about bringing their baby into the world. She assumed he'd be as excited as she'd been about the news; they always did talk about starting a family... Or so she thought they did. Shaking her head with a deep sigh she reached down to touch her stomach, stroking it softly. Happy to know that her child was safely growing inside her; or at least she hoped so.
Once the hot chocolate warmed enough, the brunette haired woman carefully poured into two mugs. She carried them over to the table, setting one down in front of Lilly and the other in front of herself. "So Lil, tell me what's going on..." Miley softly started, taking both of the blonde's hands in hers while stroking them tenderly. "Be honest with me, bud; If Oliver's abusing you again then you need to speak up and tell me. Especially now that you're pregnant! You're a very sweet person Lilly, you don't deserve a man who's gonna treat you like shit. You don't!" She spoke firmly to her friend, knowing she'd try to cover up for him. That's what she always did and Miley couldn't stand it.
Lilly took a long, deep sip of the warm drink sitting in front of her, then turned to face her best friend. She let out a sad sigh as she peered into the other's concerned eyes. "Miley, please don't worry about me." Her voice softened while she lovingly caressed the strong hand that was holding hers. "Ollie's not abusing me...He just...he had a bad day. I don't know what happened; he wouldn't tell me. I just know I should have waited to tell him about our baby." She took another gulp of her hot chocolate, praying that the other would buy her lie.
"I'll leave it alone...for now. But I swear to God that if I start seeing bruises on you, I will strangle the life out of him! You don't deserve to be beaten, sweetie...You are too sweet to him; he, honestly, doesn't deserve you. And you know I can't stand him, but if he really does make you happy, then I can tolerate him. As long as he treats you with respect. If I hear screaming come from your house like I did tonight, you better believe that I'm coming to check on you. I know you think I'm overbearing and too protective of you, which I can be sometimes, but someone's gotta look out for ya darlin'...Since your parents don't even call you once in awhile." Miley smiled gently at her friend, leaning over to wrap her in a hug. She would do anything to make sure Lilly hadn't been getting mistreated; that was her job as a best friend.
The blonde felt herself smile as well; her friend always knew the right thing to say. One of the many talents she had and Lilly couldn't be more touched. And she did have a point about needing someone to look out for her as her parents pretty much dropped all contact with her the day she chose to stay in Malibu with Miley and Oliver. "I promise to let you know if anything's going on, Mile. But I swear to you that I'm fine, don't worry so much." Her voice perked up again as she beamed over at Miley. "Let's talk about something else...Like my baby! I can't believe I'm finally going to be a mother; I've wanted this for so long..."
Sipping her hot chocolate, Miley nodded her head with a grin. She loved to see the other so happy and excited about things, especially because she knew how bad Lilly's wanted to have a baby. Now that her friend had finally been given that gift, she couldn't more ecstatic for her. "Oh sweetie, you are going to be the best mother you can be. You're absolutely amazing with kids! You must be so excited to be pregnant; We'll have to go baby shopping sometime soon." She smiled, squeezing her gently as they embraced.
A week past by since then and things between Lilly and her fiancee had worsened. He grew more aggressive with her, throwing her to the floor any chance he got; his anger was unbearable. Every evening he arrived home from work, he'd start hollering curse words at Lilly, blaming all their finanical issues on her. Lilly, on the other hand, became very timid around him; especially because she'd been carrying their baby inside. She loathed the fact that he hadn't want anything to do with his own child, it tore her hear into tiny little pieces...
The young woman sat apprehensively in their living room, hoping he would leave her alone tonight. She was tired of the pain he caused her and almost wished she could leave him. Unfortunately her wishes wouldn't be coming true tonight as she heard the slam of the door along with muttered curse words. She scarcely braced herself for what was to come of her, hoping he'd keep his hands away from her stomach at the very least; her baby didn't deserve the pain.
Oliver fiercely entered the room, grabbing the blonde by her ear and slamming her harshly to the ground. "You filthy piece of trash! You better of had that abortion! I don't want no goddamn babies in MY house! I'll take you to the abortion clinic myself and make sure they kill the shit." He screamed, dragging her out of the house and down to the car.
Lilly squirmed in his touch, trying her hardest to get away from but had been too weak in comparison. She started feel claustrophobic as he kept dragging her closer to his car; the last thing she wanted was to be forced the loss of her beautiful child. The only way she might be able to free herself was to scream as loud as possible, which she did. In response to her obnoxious screams, Oliver slapped her ac\cross the face; leaving deep red handprints.
Fortunately though, the scream had been loud enough that the neighbors were able to hear it and down came a concerned Miley, her hair pulled up in a messy bun, as she ran towards them with rage filling up inside. She furiously pulled Oliver off of Lilly, glaring at him with venom gleaming through her deep green eyes. "Don't you ever, ever hurt Lilly again!" She seethed, lifting her arms to wrap the shaking woman into her strong, protective arms. "What the hell do you think you were doing, dragging her by the ear like that? You could break her ears by doing that! What pleasure do you find in hurting this little sweetie? You're a sick, sick human being; you don't deserve Lilly. She's too sweet for you." She nearly hissed at the cruel man, holding her best friend tight in her arms as she made sure there was no way for him to grab her. "I'm taking her home with me, which is where she'll stay from now on. If you feel the need to come apologize to her for causing her all this horrendus pain, you'll have to talk to me first. Until then you better stay the hell away from her. I will kill you if you ever put your hands on my beautiful best friend again!"
Miley gently carried Lilly into the living room, carefully laying her on the couch as she peered sympathetically down into her eyes. She hated the fearfulness she saw in her best friend's eyes; it brought back the painful memories of what went on in high school. "You're safe now, Lilly. Don't you worry about a thing; I'm here to protect you, darlin'." The taller woman whispered soothingly to her friend as she reached to press a motherly kiss to her forehead. "You should nap for a bit, sweetie; you look like you haven't slept in weeks. I'm gonna go make a kettle of tea. You could use a cup to help soothe you." She spoke gently, ready to head into the kitchen but noticed the tears in the blonde's eyes. The tears that Lilly didn't deserve to have running down her bruised cheeks. "You need a big hug, don't ya bud?"
She softly scooped the sobbing woman into her strong arms, hoping they'd keep her safe from anyone. The trembling of her friend's body broke her heat; she hated to see her in pain and crying...especially over a man who didn't deserve her love. "Shhhh honey, you're okay now. I've got ya, Lil; I won't let you get hurt anymore. Relax sweetie; everything's gonna be okay." Miley gently laid the two of them down, making sure Lilly was nice and snug in her arms before wrapping a blanket around them. She looked into her eyes with sincerity while stroking her back in soothing circles. "Go ahead and rest, darlin', I'll be right here when you wake up. Okay? And after you sleep, we'll have a nice long talk and a mug of hot tea. Right now you need to sleep though, you're too upset sweetie; you'll feel a lot better after a good nap. No one's gonna hurt you, not while you're nice and secure in my arms; they won't let anyone touch you."
A while later had the two young woman sitting in the kitchen, quietly chatting over a kettle of tea. Lilly finally calmed down enough to actually form coherent sentences about what was going on between she and her fiancee. The only thing she couldn't bring herself to tell her best friend had been the fact that Oliver wanted to murder their baby... Because if she were to do so, she knew Miley wouldn't take well to it and may just go find him so she could bury him alive.
The chestnut haired woman sipped her tea, stroking Lilly's hand as she listened to her explanation. She shook her head sadly, disheartened that her best friend had to put up with such a crummy excuse for fiancee. "Oh Lilly; Lilly, Lilly, Lilly... Why on earth do you feel the need to stay with a man like him? You know you deserve better than that; you deserve someone who will love you no matter what and who appreciates you. Oliver does none of the above, instead he fucking abuses you! He acts like you're his punching bag and that he is the right to beat on you whenever he wants; You don't deserve that! You need to get the hell away from him, my dear Lilly...Please! You can stay with me, Lils; I'll help you with whatever you need just as long as you never go back to Oliver. Unless by some Godly miracle he changes...which I honestly don't think he will, sweetie." She spoke sternly, trying her her hardest to get her best friend to open her eyes to see what's really happening. The woman knew Lilly's love for him was still very deep and it'd been blinding her from finding out the true man Oliver really was.
Lilly lifted her head slowly to peer up at the other with tears streaming down her cheeks. Deep down, she understood that her friend was right and that she best leave Oliver...but thinking of the consquences of such decision kept holding her back. She cautiously reached over the table to take Miley's hand in hers, softly stroking it with her thumb. "I'll be okay, Miley. You don't need to worry about me." She let a sad smile fill her face as she took a sip of her tea; she didn't want her friend to stress over what was going on in her life, she didn't need to deal with that. "But if it'll make you feel better I guess I could stay with you for a few days...It'll give Oliver some time to cool down. ...I hope..." The last bit was said mostly to herself.