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Chapter 2

Susan couldn't help but feel just a little bit worried. It's been almost a week and Lilly had not come back to school. She knew that if her friend fell too far behind she would be forced to repeat the same grade level.

'I'll come by after school to bring her all of the assignments and my notes.' Susan thought.

"Susan," her teacher's voice interrupted her thoughts. "Principal Lindenwell wishes to speak to you."

Abruptly she shot up and rushed to the principal's office. She knew that she wasn't in trouble so she figured it was about Lilly. For some reason Susan couldn't help but to fear the worst. She knocked on the door to the principal's office and was told to enter.

"I suppose that you have an idea why you are here?" Principal Lindenwell asked.

Susan nodded in response. "It is about Lilly isn't it?"

Lindenwell nodded her head. Susan's heart began o beat rapidly. She did not want anything bad to happen to her best friend. No, Susan thought, not best friend, more like long lost sister.

"Susan," Lindenwell interrupted her thoughts, "have you noticed anything strange about Lilith's behavior? Has she been spending time with a different group of friends, any trauma at home?"

Susan shook her head. "No Miss Lilly only hangs around us."

Lindenwell nodded deep in thought, trying not to fear the worst. Convinced that Susan knew nothing she replied "Alright then Susan, you may return to class." Susan rose to leave. Just as she was about to exit Lindenwell spoke. "If you hear anything of Lilith please inform me."

Susan closed the door again. "Principal Lindenwell what exactly is going on? Why these questions about Lily?"

"I am sorry Susan I cannot discuss that with you." With that Susan was sent back to class deep in thought. She knew something was wrong. Just as she returned to class the bell rang and she quickly approached the teacher's desk and asked for Lilly's assignments. The teacher was more than willing to oblige.

Susan waited for her siblings and together they made their way to Lilly's house, each quiet and anxious to see their friend.

"I can't wait to see Lilly." Edmund blurted out abruptly. He stopped suddenly aware of what he had just said and turned bright red. His siblings stared at him a moment before he stammered "I mean….I want to see if she is alright that's all."

"Right." Lucy said sarcastically.

They walked up to the porch and looked at Peter. Exasperated he rolled his eyes and knocked roughly on the door. A few minutes passed and pure silence remained. Peter knocked again and still no answer. He was just about to suggest to his sibling that they should come back another time when the door cracked open. They were all taken aback by what they saw. A blonde haired woman donned large black sunglasses peered back at them. Peter noted that her nose was red along with her cheeks. Peter glanced up at the sky. It was too cloudy for sunglasses.

"Can I help you?" the woman asked.

Susan stepped forward. "Yes actually we came to see Lilly." She fished out the school work from her bag. "We brought her school work."

"We were afraid that she would fall behind." Lucy said.

The woman's face seemed to soften at their kindness. In a brief second and it was gone. Edmund stepped up and asked "Can we see her?"

"No!" the woman said abruptly. "No, I am sorry children, Lilith is very ill. Just leave it with me and I will make sure she does her homework." They eyed her hesitantly. "She should be back on Monday." The woman said reassuringly.

Hesitantly Susan handed over the paperwork and she snatched it away. She bid them farewell and nearly slammed the door in their faces. Discouraged, the Pevensies turned and made their way towards their home. As they began to walk, Peter felt eyes burning deep into is back. Quickly he turned and swore he got a glimpse of someone from the window in the attic. It was then he knew that something was deeply wrong.

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Bridget silently closed the door behind her. Poor Lilith. She began to feel the soft pang of guilt in the pit of her stomach. She was supposed to provide their foster children with a better life from that which they came from. For a time they had, that was until he came back from the war… She turned slowly and began to walk from the door when a large fist slammed itself right by the side of her face. She let out a startled gasp and glanced at her husband's drunken face.

"Whot did those little bastards want?" He said in a low dangerous tone.

"They…They just came to drop of Lilith's homework Harold. Nothing more." She held her breath. He stank heavily of alcohol and with his face so close to hers she felt as if the smell on his breath would be enough to intoxicate her as well.

Roughly he snatched the paper from her hand. The papers had cut across her hand but she dare not flinch. He looked at them briefly and smacked her on the head with the papers. "Girl's got no business in school." He tore the papers in half and threw them halfheartedly in the trashcan. "Stay your ass down here woman. I don't want you disturbing us." He said as he staggered up the stairs. Bridget leaned heavily against the wall and slid slowly to the ground sobbing.

He reached the attic and unlatched the locks that kept his prisoner from escaping. Lilith sat on her bed peering out of the barred window. She touched the side of her head lightly. The bruise was almost completely healed. Strange how she healed much faster than other people. She heard the latches click and the door open. Even when she heard his heavy footsteps approaching she still refused to turn around. He grew angry at her lack of acknowledgement and roughly dragged her to her feet.

"You think you're too good for me girl?" He shook her by the arm violently. She just looked away from his face, her eyes dead and hardened. "Well, you're going to be 17 soon and then we're going to learn how good you are." With his other hand he roughly grabbed her breast and squeezed. Enraged she slapped him which made him laugh. Roughly he shoved her on to the bed and pinned her down with one strong arm. Lilith fought with all her strength but she was no match for him.

Quickly he lifted her shirt and her bra together and began to rub his thumb on her nipple. "Such a beautiful, young, unspoiled thing you are." His tone was deep and full of lust. "It will be so much fun breaking you in." He lowered his mouth down in attempt to suck on her breast. By then Lilith had managed to wiggle one of her legs free and kneed him in the stomach. Instantly he jumped away from her and chuckled. "Julia was as resistant as you once, but in time, I'll break you in just like her."

As if on cue, Julia appeared in the door way, her thin delicate form broken from the inside and out. Her gold hair fell in tangled tresses about her shoulders. She looked at them with the same dead eyes and walked quickly to her room. By then Lilith had pulled her blouse down and stood up. Harold smirked and followed after her.

Lily flew to the door but it was too late, he had already shut the door and began to lock her in. "NO!" She screamed and she began to pound on the door. "Julia!"

"No Harold please I am getting married in a week!" She heard her step sister cry.

"I'll try not to leave any noticeable marks." He replied.

She heard a soft cry and felt the bile rise in her throat as she heard the loud squeaking of the bed and his heavy breathing. She jumped on to her bed and covered her head with her pillow. 'I wish he had died in the war.' She thought to herself. In a week she would be turning 17, reaching the first cornerstone to womanhood. The only reason he had kept his hands off her was because she was still considered a child. A fact that would no longer keep her safe.

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