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The introduction was directly from Lily's POV, but from here on out it's third person with Lily's and Leo's input.

When Lily left school, she walked home slowly, taking her sweet time. Uncle Ben wouldn't be home for a few hours, so she had no reason to rush. When she stepped onto her block, she noticed a moving truck parked in front of the house next door. The neighbors had moved a few months ago, leaving nothing but a for-sale sign. Said sign was now gone and there were people walking in and out of the house with boxes. Lily didn't pay much attention, they would leave in a year at most. They never stayed for long when they heard the interesting noises from her house. She started fiddling with her keys, trying to find the right one. She wasn't watching where she was walking until she ran straight into one of the movers. They both fell to the ground, along with the box he had been carrying.

"Shit!" He scrambled to his feet. "I am so sorry, I couldn't see over the box!"

His curly brown hair was kinda messy, like he started combing it but didn't finish, and his brown eyes were full of concern.

"Are you okay?" He asked, reaching down to help her up.

She instinctively flinch away from his hand.

"I'm fine." She mumbled, then stood up and rushed into her house.

She quickly closed the front door and slumped against it. He probably thought she was crazy for flinching away from him like that. She glance around the living room. There were beer bottles all over the coffee table and couch and a pair of woman's panties on the floor. The house looked well-manicured on the outside, but the inside was only clean after Lily had picked up after her pig of an uncle. She threw all of the bottles and underwear in the trash, then start cooking dinner. He would be home in just over an hour to eat, then leave for the bar. She started cooking the chicken on the stove and washing the dishes still in the sink. When all of the plates and cups were put away, the chicken was almost done. She started making the sauce and cooking rice right as Uncle Ben walked in the front door.

"I'm hungry, where's dinner?" He demanded.

"I'm making chicken curry." She murmured.

"Where is it?"

"I'm making it right now."

"Of course it's not done." He growled. "Because when I work a hard, long day, it's way too much to ask you to have food ready for me to eat so I can hang out with my friends, not that you would understand what friends are. I'd rather eat pub food than any shit you cook."

"Okay, Uncle Ben." She sighed.

He stopped right before he reached for the door handle. "Was that attitude, young lady?"

"What? No."

"Yes, it was." He stormed back into the kitchen. "And you know I have a zero tolerance for attitude in my house."

He punched her across the face, causing her to drop to her knees.

"Maybe now you'll think twice about sass talking me." He grumbled.

Lily waited for him to leave the house before she let the tears fall. She cried for a few minutes, but was interrupted by the doorbell. She sat up in surprise. No one ever visited when Uncle Ben was out. She quickly dried her tears and fanned her face. She was good at making it look like she hadn't been crying. When she was composed enough, she answered the door. The curly haired boy and another boy with black hair were standing there waiting.

"Hey!" The curly haired boy smiled and waved as she opened the front door.

"My mom wanted me to bring these over." The dark haired one handed her a plate. "They're her famous blue chocolate chip cookies."

"Oh… Thank you." Lily took the plate and set it down on the table by the door.

"So, how long have you lived here?"

"Since I was eleven." She answered quietly.

"How old are you?"

"Fifteen."

"Wow. Four years."

"I don't mean to interrupt," Curly hair started. "But I think your pots are boiling over."

Lily glanced at the stove. The rice was really boiling over.

"Damn it!" Lily ran into the kitchen and started turning off the burners. She slumped against the counter as the boys looked around the neat kitchen.

"Are you okay?" Curly hair asked. "You kind of look like you've been crying."

"I'm fine. My uncle really doesn't like me having visitors when he's not home. I think it's best if you leave."

"Okay. Enjoy the cookies, they're the best."

The two boys finally walked out the front door.

"Oh! I'm Leo by the way!" Curly hair told her as they walked away.

"And I'm Percy." Dark hair said.

"Lily." She closed the door and set the cookies down on the kitchen counter. The rice was ruined and the curry sauce wasn't much better. Lily decided she wasn't really hungry anyhow and cleaned everything up. She grabbed one cookie, just because Uncle Ben and his house guest would probably eat them all when they got home. When the house was tidied up, she did her homework and went to bed. She heard Uncle Ben stumble through the front door at about one am. She listened to him stagger up the stairs, but it sounded like only one person… When she heard her door open, tears were already rolling down her face. Uncle Ben managed to walk over to the bed, though he reeked of alcohol.

"Hi, Lily." He whispered in her ear. "None of the women at the bar were up to my standards, so I guess you'll have to work. You're good enough to do the job."

"Please, no." She whimpered, but instantly regretted it.

He slapped her. "No? No?! I put a roof over your head! If feed you, clothe you, and all I'm asking for is this one little favor! You don't get to say no!"

When he was angry with her, there was no telling how rough he would be, or how painful. Lily couldn't do anything but lay there as he undressed her, did what he wanted, then left. She cried herself back to sleep.

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Bare with me, you'll see more of Leo in the next chapter.

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