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~A Dark Soul In Need Of Light~ there is a little bit more of Lillian's description in this chapter. It's not in one block but more like hints. There will also be more description when Lillian becomes Meghan as she will be older than.

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TwilightXForeverBella will be in this story, but she won't be a main character as such.

Edward'sGirlForEternity The first five chapters will be set in Edward's human life, so they will focus on Edward's and Lillian's friendship.

Chicago, 1917

Edward's POV

I sat in between my parents on the left-hand aisle of the Church. The Priest was stood behind the altar. I didn't know what he was talking about, I had long since stopped listening. I knew my mother would have chatisied me if she had known. Lillian was sat on the end of the aisle on the right-hand side of the Church. She was sitting a couple of rows in front me, but she still seemed to know that I was looking. She turned around and smiled at me. Lillian's mother gently nudged her, as she realised that her youngest daughter was no longer listening to the priest. Lillian quickly turned back around, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

It had been a year ago today that I had met her. Lillian was no longer a scrawny thirteen year old. Instead she was a scrawy fourteen year old. She was still pale, although lately a tinge of pinkness had begun to develop in her cheeks and this time it wasn't as the result of blushing. I had seen her practically everyday since the day I had first met her. She was undeniably my closest friend. Her memories were practically my own.

I remembered the time she developed Chicken Pox. I hadn't been allowed to see her for two whole weeks. It was the longest amount of time we had gone without seeing each other. I had sent her notes everyday, trying to cheer her up. She had thanked me for the notes, but had told me that she was never truly happy until she had seen me again.

I remembered her first Christmas in Chicago. I remember the way her face had lit up in childish delight. I remember the enthuasism with which she had sang the christmas carols.

I remembered when she had first introduced me to her brother. Lillian had been so insistent that we were to get along. She had told us that she wanted her two most favorite people in the world to get along. Truth be told it wasn't that hard to get along with David. Despite his scampish ways, we both had Lillian's best intrests at heart.

Truth be told, I remembered a lot of things. I stumbled to my feet as I realised that everyone was now standing up, the service had ended. Lillian was looking back at me grinning. I knew she had seen my slip-up.

I was anxious to leave the Church, but it took ages for everyone to file out. Sunday was my favourite day. It was mine and Lillian's day. I had recently turned sixteen and my father had sent me to work. I enjoyed the new opportunities it presented me with, but I didn't like the fact it cut into my time with Lillian. I still saw her everyday, but on the weekdays there was only time for hurried exchanges.

I knew Lillian felt the same. I didn't even need to look back, to know that her cheeks would be flushed red with excitement. Her feet would be dancing on the spot and she would have already pressed her hat back onto her head even though you weren't suppose to put it back on until you had actually left the Church. We were nearing the door now. I thanked the Priest for his wonderful sermon, although I had no idea what it was about.

Now it was my turn to wait. My family stood outside the Church. My parents were talking to various people but I just stood there waiting for her to appear. She soon did. She thanked the priest before skipping over to me.

"I see that you were paying attention today" Lillian said, teasing me gently. I marvelled at how she had changed. She used to be so shy. In way though, she still was. I looked to my parents. My mother smiled indulgently at me. Both of our families knew what would happen next. It was our Sunday routine.

"Want to race to the park?" I asked. It was the same question I asked every Sunday. Lillian smiled at me in response.

"One, Two, Three" I said beginning to count. On three we both started to run. I didn't bother to look back. I knew I would only see my father glaring at us. He didn't approve of my friendship with Lillian, seeing as she was two years younger than me.

We ran through the streets. Sunday was the one day that they were relatively free of people. Most people were still at Church. I knew this route like the back of my hand. The park was one of Lillian's favourite places. She said she liked the greenery. It reminded her of England. I had been the one to show it to her. Not many people knew about it. It was hidden by the tall buildings that surrounded it. It was an oasis in the middle of a bustling city.

Lillian's hat was in her hand again so that it wouldn't fall off as she ran. I could have already overtaken her but I had chosen not to. I wouldn't speed up until we had reached the park. I didn't like to leave Lillian alone in the streets. I knew probably nothing would happen to her if I did, but the protective side of me wouldn't allow to me. Our footsteps echoed along the streets. It was the only time that you could hear them. Usually the echoes were swallowed up by the other people that usually filled the street.

We rounded a corner together and suddenly the park was there. A wide space of green that was only broken up by the vast pond that sat in the middle of it. I slowed down slightly, knowing that Lillian was too wrapped up in her enthuasim to notice it. She over took me and ran through the park gates a moment before I did.

Lillian turned to face me. She was panting for breath. The run had taken more out of her than it had me. I waited for her to recollect her breathe.

"You let me win" she said. I only smiled at her in return. Lillian sighed at my expression and made to sit down on the grass.

"You'll get grass stains on your skirt again" I reminded her. Lillian sighed once again and stopped her descent. I knew she didn't want a repeat of that incident.

She approached me and linked her arm with mine. I tensed slightly but Lillian failed to notice. She was very affectioante but sometimes I wished she wasn't. People would start to talk. I didn't want Lillian's reputation to be in tatters because of me. But there was no one around to see her actions at the moment, so I didn't pull back and we walked to a nearby bench. Lillian was quiet, it was something I had come to expect of her, but I couls tell that there was more to it today.

We sat down on the bench together. Lillian looked tense. I wondered if she was in any kind of trouble. Perhaps Robert had been bothering her again.

"Lillian, what is it?" I asked, wishing to know what was troubling my young friend. Lillian took a deep breath as if to steady herself, before turning her intense gaze to me. Her grey eyes looked stormy.

"There's something I need to tell you" she said.

"Is someone bothering you, because if they are, I'll..." I began to say, but I was cut off by Lillian.

"No that's not it" she said, shaking her head gently. I could now see regret in her eyes. Was she regretting saying anything to me? That hurt. She should know that she could tell me anything.

"Tell me" I said, trying to keep my voice soft as not to discourage her anymore.

"I will. But first I'm going to buy a newspaper" she said and she got off the bench. I recognised that she was trying to buy some time. I was worried. What possible secrets could someone like Lillian have? I watched her departing back. Her hair as usual was falling out of it's bun. Light brown strands of hair tumbled down her back and even from this angle I could see that she was thinking. She rounded the corner and disappeared from my view. I knew that the newboy she brought her papers from, wasn't too far away. I expected her back any minute.

"Hey" I heard Lillian call out. I stood from the seat and started to run, worried that she was being attacked. I rounded the corner and saw Lillian, her back was facing me. Tom stood infront of her. He was holding something in his hands. I couldn't tell what, but I guessed that it was Lillian's hat as it was no longer on her head. I made to approach until I saw Lillian snatch her hat back from Tom's grasp. She jammed it back on her head, crushing her curls.

"Keep you filthy hands to yourself" she retorted to Tom, using a tone of voice I would have never imagined her using. I chuckled at the look on Tom's face as Lillian walked away from him. It was one of pure and utter shock and oddly disappointment. He looked as though a child would look, if someone had told them that Christmas had been cancelled.

I watched as Lillian stomped towards me. I was still hidden by the shadow of the buildings so she was unable to see me. She still didn't have a newspaper, but then again I knew she hadn't really wanted one in the first place. It had just been an excuse for her to leave.

"It's nice to see you standing up for yourself for a change" I commented as she passed by me. Lillian jumped at the sound of my voice. She whirled around causing her hat to fall off and even more strands of her hair to come cascading down out of her bun. Lillian laughed once she saw it was me.

"Edward, you scared me" she said. I leant down to pick her hat up the ground, dusting it off before passing it back to her.

"Thank you" she replied as she pressed her hat down on top of her head.

"Tom, seems rather obsessed with your hat. Perhaps you should consider asking him if he wants to marry it" I said. I looked back around to see where Tom was. I could find no sign of him.

I turned back around to face Lillian and watched as she laughed at my previous comment. I liked to see Lillian laughing. It made her seem more free. Lillian's laugh petered out and she smiled at me for a second. Then her gaze dropped and she looked nervous again.

"I forgot my newspaper" she mumbled and she began to walk away from me. I checked my surroundings to make sure that nobody was looking, before running after her and taking her by the arm. I began to steer her back towards the park. She looked at me, the confusion plainly evident in her face.

"Lillian, you don't really want a newspaper" I calmly said to her. I couldn't understand what had gotten into her all of sudden.

"You can tell me anything, Lillian" I added, wanting her to know that.

"Even if it's a secret?" she asked as she turned her gaze to me. I looked into those grey eyes for a moment, knowing that I was treading dangerous ground.

"If it's a secret, I promise to keep it a secret too" I replied. It was a blatant lie and I didn't like lying to Lillian. Mainly because I knew she trusted me explicitly. What I said was a lie because, it was a promise I may not be able to keep. If Lillian's secret was putting her in danger than I would tell, if only to keep my friend safe.

Lillian studied my face for a moment as though judging the truth of my words. By the look on her face she was satisified with what she found. Pavement soon gave way to grass as we made our way back into the park.

"Do you remember the day that we met?" she asked. Her voice was low and quiet. So much so, that I almost couldn't hear her.

"How could I forget?" I said, teasing her gently, hoping to break the tension a bit. Lillian didn't even look at me. She seemed to be staring off into space, almost as if she was in her own little world.

"Lillian?" I questioned, when she failed to reply to me. She was worrying me now, almost starting to scare me. I stopped her from walking any further and placed myself infront of her. I took her small almost fragile hands in mine.

"Lillian, just tell me. Please" I said, pleading with her. Lillian's eyes finally focused back in on mine.

"I lied to you that day" she said. I have to admit I was taken back by her words. Why would she have to lie about anything? I stuttered at her words, unable to form a coherent response.

"I told you that my father left the army so we could settle down. My father didn't leave. He was kicked out for refusing to shoot a deserter" she said. The worry in her eyes was evident and they looked even stormier than usual. I burst out laughing, breaking away from her. I quickly tried to calm myself, knowing that Lillian probably thought I was being insensitive. I approached her again and wrapped her in a hug, my happiness over ruling the way I had been brought up.

"Oh Lillian. I thought you were about to tell me that you were dying or something" I explained as I gently spun her around. Lillian felt as light as a feather. Once her feet had made contact with the ground she pulled back from me.

"You don't mind?" she questioned. She had obviously been expecting the opposite reaction from me.

"Oh Lillian, you can be so silly. Of course I don't mind. Your father is a good man. Don't you ever let anybody tell you any different" I replied. Lillian squealed with delight, she looked overjoyed by my response. It was times like this that reminded me that Lillian was still a child. She often acted so mature for her age that I often forgot her real age.

"Oh thank you, Edward" she exclaimed and this time it was her that initiated the hug, as she threw her arms around me. She had to jump to do so. I hugged her back.

"You don't have to thank me. Just don't tell anybody else, they might not understand" I explained to her. There was no might about it. I knew that people wouldn't understand. Lillian pulled back from me.

"I should have known you would have understood and I promise that I won't tell anyone else" Lillian said to me. She was practically glowing and her face was animated.

"Good" was all I said in reply. Suddenly Lillian's face saddened.

"I'm sorry I lied to you" she said morosely. Her whole face had dropped and I knew she working herself up about the incident.

"Lillian, there's no use getting upset about it. I've forgiven you already. Actually, there is really nothing to forgive" I told her. Lillian beamed once again. We started to walk around the pond together. The edge of Lillian's skirt stroked the grass.

"It explains why you don't like the army" I commented, mainly to myself than to her. A angry look look clouded her face. She didn't need to say anything. I already understood.

"It's why I don't want you to join the army" she muttered to me. I smiled at her hoping to comfort her.

"Please, don't join it" she said. She spun around so quickly to face me, that I nearly walked into her. I just barely stopped in time.

"Lillian..." I started to say. Lillian gazed up at me.

"Please, Edward just don't" she said to me. I stared at her for a while, taking in her appearance. I noticied how her hands were trembling and the way her eyes had darkened. I could hardly believe that I was about to agree with her.

"Alright Lillian. I won't" I said to her. Her whole face lit up at my answer.

"You're too good for the army and do you know why that is?" Lillian asked. I shook my head in response to her question. I knew that there was a wry smile on my face as I wondered where she was going with this.

"Because you are like nobody else I have ever met" she told me. I smiled even wider at her compliment, knowing that it was genuine.

"You're pretty unique too, Lillian" I replied.

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