I finally was able to sit down and work on the next chapter for this story. Since I finally finished Butterfly Girl, I will now be focusing on writing this story. So please read and review this, I really want to know what people think of this. And I promise this will be a Liley story, I have plans. But for now, it's Loliver. Just for a couple more chapters or so, until something tragic happens. And also I'm planning on writing a short little Grey's Anatomy story because I'm really obsessed with that show right now! And I hate that my two favorite doctors were killed off, so that's why in my story they won't be dead. Anyway, please read this and leave some reviews. Thanks :)
Chapter Two
Friday night had Lilly up in the bathroom getting ready for she and Oliver's first date. For once, in the past three years, she finally felt normal again and even happy. Knowing that Oliver loved her back and wanted to take her out made her feel like the luckiest person in the world. He always made her feel so special. She smiled to herself as she finished applying her make-up, then quickly got her outfit on. It took a good half hour for her to make a decision on what to wear, and she couldn't be happier with what she chose.
Kate, who'd been busy cleaning around the house, stood in astonishment as she saw how amazing Lilly looked in her blue summer dress. "Oh, Lilly," she smiled, patting her hand, "You look amazing; Oliver will be speechless." She was very pleased to see that her son and Lilly shared the same feelings; as she had known a long while that he had been in love with the young girl.
Lilly had a glowing smile on her face as she patiently waited for Oliver to come down. She couldn't wait to spend a wonderful evening with the guy she deeply loved. The amazing guy who'd helped her through her grief over her parents' passing for the past three years. She would forever be grateful to him for that and love him for as long as they lived.
A few minutes later had Oliver rushing down the stairs, and he nearly fell when he saw how stunning his best friend looked. He slowly approached her, a smile forming on his face as he wrapped her in a hug. "You look amazing, Lils! Absolutely amazing." He gently ran his hand through her beach blonde hair before taking her to the car. It made him so happy to finally take the woman he'd been crushing on, for so long, on a nice date.
"Thank you, Ollie...You look handsome yourself, I must say." She beamed, wrapping her own arms around his neck. She peered up into his eyes and knew the two would last forever. They were made perfectly for each other.
Several weeks passed, and Lilly's happiness only grew. Finally, she felt her life was getting back to normal. It didn't hurt to wake up every morning, knowing her parents weren't there, as it used to. And her grades in school had started to go up. It also hadn't hurt that she was in an amazing relationship with her best friend in the whole world. Ever since their first date, the pair of them only became closer and happier. Even Lilly's friendship with Miley started to blossom. Of course it would never be close to the friendship she had with Oliver, but it was better than nothing.
It was a beautiful, warm Friday afternoon when the last bell rang to end the school day. And Lilly had plans to spend it at the beach with her best friend and boyfriend. That was something the three of them did almost every afternoon; going to the beach and enjoying each other's company. What better way had there been to start off the weekend?
"Thank god it's Friday," Oliver said as they sat down on the sand, beside Lilly. "I had a test in almost every class today!" How do teachers always seem to plan their tests for the same days? He silently wondered as he stared over at his friends, noticing how beautiful Lilly looked with the sun shining on her.
The two girls nodded in agreement. Lilly was glad the weekend finally arrived as she and Oliver had plans for a special date on Sunday, and she was spending the night at Miley's house until then. "Same here, school's been giving me a headache," she spoke, looking over at the ocean. She loved living within walking distance of the beach; she was born to be in water. The one thing that hasn't changed in her life, these past few years, had been her love for swimming.
Miley observed her two friends closely, and was glad to see that they were together as she knew how much Lilly had dreamt of it happening. And she loved to see the blonde so happy. "The two of you make such a lovely couple; it's so nice to see how happy you guys are together," the brunette smiled at them. And she meant it; it was quite easy to see how happy the two of them were together. They seemed to compliment one another.
Lilly smiled, looking from her friend to her boyfriend. She couldn't be more thankful for how her life had turned around the past couple of years. Even more was she grateful to know that Oliver shared the feelings she had towards him. "Well, we are very happy together," she replied, cheerfully. "Is there any guys you're crushing on in school, Miley?"
"Oh heavens no," The dark haired teen laughed, "I've gotta focus on school work, plus none of the guys in our class even appeal to my eyes." The last thing on Miley's mind was to start a relationship. She didn't have time for any of that, not when she wanted to keep her grades up to par. Besides, she enjoyed being single and not having to worry about another person's feelings. And if she did ever bring home a guy, her father would be waiting with a shotgun in hand.
When Miley and Lilly arrived back at her house, it was early evening and dinner had been waiting for them in the kitchen. Robbie had gone out for the night, on a father-son trip with Jackson, so they had the house to themselves. The two teenage girls made their way into the kitchen before warming up the pot of pasta sitting on the stove. Miley took out two plates from one the cabinets and divvied out a portion of pasta onto each plate.
Once each of them grabbed a plate and took a seat at the table, Lilly smiled and looked over at her friend. "Your dad always makes such delicious spaghetti! Are you guys Italian or something?" Both girls laughed as the dark haired one shook her head. "Well either way, it's still really good," Lilly stated. She was happy with how her life had been going. It felt wonderful to feel normal again and to have people that she cared about in her life.
Miley smiled back, pleased to see how much their friendship had grown over the last two years. When they first met, she wasn't entirely sure that Lilly would open up to her and let her in. But after much patience and some encouragement, Lilly slowly confided in her which helped their friendship tremendously. "So Lil, what do you think Oliver has planned for the two of you on Sunday?" She cheerfully asked, knowing how much those two were in love.
"Oh I have no clue," the other replied, "I think we're going to see a movie or something simple. Not that simple matters, spending time with Ollie is what makes our dates special...We could go on a walk for all I care and I would still be happy." A warm smile spread across her face; Oliver was her soulmate, she just felt it. Anytime she thought or talked about him, her heart fluttered with love and joy. He made her feel all tingly and warm inside; that's how she knew that they were destined to be together.
Seeing how much her friend's face lit up as she spoke about her boyfriend brought a smile of her own onto Miley's face. "Aww, well that is just precious. You two are so cute together, Lilly! Happiest couple I've seen. I'm really happy for ya, Lil. It's so nice to see you smiling as much as you've been." And she meant ever word; she was ecstatic to see how happy and joyous her friend seemed to be. She enjoyed Lilly's bubbly and fun personality.
Lilly smiled, pulling her friend into a big hug. She felt overly thankful to have made such a wonderful friend as the brunette. It was quite helpful to have someone she could talk to about her boyfriend or anything else that came to mind. "Thank you, Miley," she replied, squeezing her in a friendly embrace. "I just wish you had someone who could make you feel as happy as I feel. I know you said you're not looking for a relationship right now, but I feel bad that I'm always telling you about Ollie and how we love each other... Do you ever get tired of hearing me go on about it? I mean I understand if you do, you can tell me. It's no big deal."
Laughing, Miley wrapped her arms around the shorter girl and gave her a gentle pat on the head. "Lil, I love hearing about how you and Oliver's relationship is doing. You're my best friend and it makes me feel good to see how happy he makes you. Don't feel bad about that, there's no reason to! Seriously, I don't need a relationship right now and I don't want you to feel bad about that. I'm happy being single, and I love seeing you happy with Oliver. Your stories about you two never get tiring to listen to, Lils." She spoke in a perky tone as she continued to embrace her. As much as what she said made her mouth burn, Miley wanted Lilly to be happy and she knew that was Oliver's job. So she smiled and tried to be the best friend that Lilly needed her to be.
Kate Oken stood in the kitchen as she prepared dinner for she and her son. She looked forward to their evening alone, a chance that they could catch up and she could learn how his relationship with Lilly was going. In all honesty, she thought her son couldn't pick a better person to fall in love with. Lilly was a very sweet girl, she thought, and deserved someone like her son to love and cherrish her. She smiled happily as she finised cooking.
Moments later, Oliver came walking in and gratefully took in the aroma of his favorite meal. "Smells wonderful, mom," he said with a grin. He reached into one the cabinets to get himself a glass and then poured a can of Root Beer into it. "After we eat dinner I have two important things I'd like to discuss with you." Two things he had been thinking about for the past few months now. One he knew his mother would be ecstatic about, the other he wasn't too sure.
"Of course, Ol." Kate smiled at her son, before making them each a plate of the enchiladas she baked. After they both sat down at the table to start in on the meal, she peered over at the shaggy-haired teen. It was hard to believe that he'd been sixteen years old already. She remembered the day she brought him home from the hospital; he was the tiniest baby she'd ever seen. "What two things do you need to talk to me about?"
Oliver swallowed his food, looking up at his mother. He contemplated in his mind about which to speak about first. He figured he'd rather discuss the one he knew she'd be okay with first, to get her in a good mood and less likely to deny him of what he wants to do with his life. "Well first thing is...I really love Lilly, mom. I mean I love her, I want to spend my whole life with her kind of love. I was thinking of proposing to her, when we go on our date this Sunday. What are you thoughts, mom? And I don't plan on marrying her until we graduate high school, maybe not even right then. But I do want to propose to her now." He glanced at his mom, sincerity in his eyes as he nervously waited for a response.
It surprised the older woman to hear that her teenage son had been thinking of marriage so soon. But that also made her realize how mature he was becoming and how deeply in love he'd been with Lilly. She nodded her head and smiled at him, "I think that's very sweet, Oliver. And Lilly will be very lucky to have you as her husband someday. She will definitely say yes! I'm so happy for you, I know how much you love her. Now what else is it that you want to discuss? Oh God...you didn't get her pregnant, did you? Is that why you want to propose to her so soon?!" She frantically worried, hoping her son didn't impregnate a sixteen year old girl.
Chuckling, the shaggy-haired teen shook his head. "No mom, Lilly's not pregnant! What I want to discuss with you now has nothing to do with her. I was thinking about what I want to do after high school...and I think I want to join the army. I really have this gut feeling telling me that I need to enlist in the arm when I'm eighteen. I know you're not going to like that but, mom, I want to do it and I need to do it. Please don't be against my choice..." He pleaded, really hoping that she wouldn't try to talk him out of it. He felt this to be his calling and wouldn't take no for an answer.
"Oh...wow, Oliver. I never knew you wanted to join the army," Kate spoke, her facial expression showing signs of refusal. The thought of her little boy joining such a dangerous profession made her feel a bit queasy. "I think if that's what you really want to do after high school, you need to discuss that with Lilly. If you're going to marry her, then she needs to be included in that decision."
Alan Truscott woke up to the sound of someone going through their items, so he quickly and as quietly as possible made his way downstairs to see what the problem was. When he saw the sight before him, he felt his heart pounding out of his chest. Cautiously he walked closer to the man, "Excuse me, sir...But what are you doing in my house? And why are you touching my things?" His question only aggravated the robber, who turned to him with a gun.
The robber had dark blonde hair, emotionless black eyes, and a thin beard. He roughly pushed Alan to the ground and tied his hands around his back. Then he swiftly dragged him over to the couch, throwing him on it and stuck a sock in his mouth to keep him from screaming. "You let one noise outta your mouth and I'll shoot you. Got it?" He took out his gun and held it to the other's head.
Alan's wife, Laurel, came down the stairs to get a glass of water when she noticed what was happening in her living room and grew frightened. Her legs became numb and her hands shook as she looked at her husband. "What-what are you doing to my husband? Why-why are you in our house?" Her voice shaking, she tried to run to the kitchen to get a phone but soon felt herself being pushed to the ground and her hands being tied to her back. Tears filled her eyes as she desperately prayed to God.
"Shut the fuck up!" The man hissed, placing a sock in her mouth as well and throwing her on the couch. He looked around the room to see if he could find a knife, but didn't. He glared over at his victims, "Move from that couch and I'll torture you forever." He hurriedly ran into the kitchen and grabbed a stake-knife from the drawer. When he went back into the living room, he grinned, an evil, twisted grin. He looked at Alan first and then started putting the knife into his chest, smiling at the sound of his yelps and screams. "Your wife can witness how her life is going to end!"
Laurel sobs as she watches her husband scream in agony, she feels her heart breaking inside her. She prayed and pleaded for this to just be a nightmare. She didn't want to watch her husband die...especially not in this way. And then her hear broke even more when she noticed her daughter standing in the doorway, watching with a horrifying expression. How she longed to get up and pull her daughter into her arms.
Lilly watched, stiff and fearfully, as a stranger brutally murdered her father. She looked at her mother, tears streaming down her face, and braced herself for what was going to happen next. She opened her mouth to scream, "L-Leave-Leave my-my pare-parents alone! Go away!" Tears ran down her cheeks as she watched the man continue to stab her father and then moved onto her mother. She cried, screaming for him to stop. "NO! DON'T KILL THEM!"
Lilly woke up, covered in sweat and shaking, "Please don't kill them..." She spoke, disoriented and confused. She looked around at where she was, realizing she was at Miley's house sleeping in the bed beside her. Squeezing her eyes shut, she really hoped that she hadn't waken her friend, she couldn't bare to discuss what she'd just witnessed. The memory of her parents murder brought chilling tears to her eyes, she hated that sight.
Unfortunately for Lilly, Miley awoke seconds later and sat up beside her. She looked at the blonde, who seemed so frightened and timid sitting beside her. "Lilly, what's the matter? What's wrong sweetie?" Miley's voice questioned soothingly as she wrapped her arms protectively around her friend's waist, pulling her in for a comforting embrace. In all the sleepovers the two of them had, never once did she recall Lilly's waking up in the middle of the night like then.
"N-nothing..." The blonde lied, looking around the room. "I-I just had an awful dream, that's all. It felt so real." She couldn't talk to her friend about the nightmare, it would bring back all the pain and grief. And right now, Lilly really didn't want to relive that tragedy. It was too painful and heart-shattering. The agonizing screams of her parents made her want to cry for eternity.
The taller girl sighed sadly, holding her tight while also stroking her back. "You wanna talk about it, Lil? Please don't be afraid to tell me what happened, I want to help you and be here for you." The only response she got was Lilly's head shaking furiously and tears pouring out of her eyes like a water fountain. "What can I do to comfort you, sweetie? I don't like seeing you this upset." She wondered softly, rubbing soothing circles around her back as she peered sympathetically into her eyes.
Lilly couldn't think of an answer, she didn't think anything could help her forget the vivid nightmare she just had. The yells and screams of her parents haunted her continuously. "My-my parents...are, they're de-dead..." She whispered, as if believing it for the first time. She cried so hard she thought her eyes would dry out and shrivel into raisins. Her parents were dead. They were killed by a man she didn't even know.
Miley felt her heart ache for her friend; the pain that Lilly must have had inside of her brought deep symapthy to her. She couldn't even imagine what it must be like to not have either of her parents with her. The thought of it made her want to cringe. Gently she lay the two of them down, placing her friend's head onto her chest as she run her hand soothingly through her hair. "I know, sweetie, I know... I'm so sorry, Lil; so, so sorry! Why don't you try to go back to sleep, okay? I'll hold you all night, if that'll keep you from having another nightmare. It's gonna be okay, honey, I promise." She wrapped the blankets around them and then pressed a comforting kiss to the other's forehead. And she hoped to God that Lilly wouldn't have another nightmare again, that night.