Chapter 7
Thank you very much to stepsteptrip for pointing out my stupid mistake on the other chapter, making Bo all confused that trick knew Lily's name when she actually announced it out loud...I felt really dumb.
Also, I've had a new story idea nagging around in my head for some time and I wrote the first chapter down the other day to see where I could go with it, and I think I might just upload it. Also thinking about maybe making a spinoff with just lauren and lily's 'adventures' in the asylum...Decisions decisions :) PM me or review,
Enjoy!
Lauren sat with her head in her hands. The dim light of the room hid the frustrated tears on her cheeks. How could she have been so ignorant as to believe the girl would stay put. She was the prey when she was in the doctors control, and would do anything to escape. Even if that meant killing 9 more people in the process and receiving a huge gash on her arm from a guards knife.
I should have known, Lauren thought, that if she expressed such strong instincts she wouldn't hesitate to do what she did.
But that's not what frustrated her the most, and the doctor knew it. It was the feeling of trust she felt towards the girl. She trusted her to stay on the table. She trusted her to not take advantage of not being sedated. She trusted her not to say the things she had. And she had trusted her to escape from this place, to defy her orders.
She had Lauren backed into a corner, one of the many scalpels in her hand. She turned her head slightly to stare quizzically at the doctor.
"Well, you should be proud of me."
"Why?" Lauren asked incredulously, her eyes flicking to the emergency button across the room.
The girl knew where she was looking and gave a short laugh.
"Because you taught me Dr. Lewis. How to do what I'm supposed to do best. Kill."
With that, she stormed away and kicked down the door. Lauren didn't bother to look outside, she knew it was too late to stop her. The sounds of guns firing and people groaning echoed through the hallway to the open door. The doctor pressed the emergency button, hoping to at least trap the girl. When she heard the sound of metal stressing, she decided abandon her hiding place to see what was happening.
The sight before her amazed the doctor. The girl was lifting a large door of metal to enter the actual door behind it. Her small but super strong muscles bulged at the stress they were being put through. She succeeded to fully lift the metal enough to slide through and raced to the outside world.
Lauren just stood there in awe. She had never in her life seen a teen lift anything of the proportion, human or fae. The strength she had guessed she had was dwarfed by what she had seen today. Her experiment had succeeded. Her pride was swallowed by the apprehension and remorse of letting her get away. The doctor shook her head slowly. This girl was going to be the death of her.
Tamsin and Bo entered the precinct, avoiding eye contact with one another. It was awkward, like the aftermath of most of their encounters were, but Tamsin didn't flinch away when their hands brushed together while walking, which Bo took as a good sign.
Dyson was sitting at his desk, pouring over files and every so often looking frantically up at re clock. He muttered to himself about the women being late, and didn't realize that they had neared him.
"So," Tamsin said loudly, causing the man to jump in his seat. "What's the big emergency. Grimalkin got your tongue?" she said, smirking at her own reference to the Celtic fae.
Dyson just frowned. "It's about time you showed up. We have a problem."
"Well what is it?" Bo asked, her patience wearing thin with Dyson's secrecy.
He took a deep breath and regarded her with a pained look. "Lily's mom is here. She wants to know where her daughter is. She's waiting in the conference room, because I knew you would want to speak with her first," he turned his eyes downward. "I'm sorry."
Bo just stared at him in disbelief. How could this be? Her mom seemed like she didn't want her daughter, the woman sent her away after all! She had just met the girl 10 hours ago, and now someone wanted to take Lily away from her. She felt cheated and angry. Grabbing Tamsin's wrist and motioning Dyson to follow her, she said, "Let's go."
Bo approached the door and threw it open, glaring at the woman sitting stiffly on the opposite side of the room. She reminded her of a teacher, with light brown hair cut to her shoulders that fell to the sides of her face. She had thin-rimmed glasses that accentuated her sharp features and wore a modest outfit, but Bo took no further interest on her appearance.
Stepping in and closing the door, she sat down in one of the chairs across from her. The two detectives stood on either side of the door like solemn guards, as if they expected the woman to try to run. The woman cleared her throat and said expectantly, "I'm Kelsey Collins, Lily's mom, and you are?" She outstretched her hand to shake Bo's, but the succubus just looked at it while simply saying, "Bo Dennis."
Withdrawing her hand, Kelsey said, "Hello Bo, I don't mean to be frank, but where's my daughter." She looked at the brunette sternly, as if she were a misbehaving child.
Bo ignored the woman's question and went straight into her own. "Why did you let them take Lily away," she said, her voice dead-like.
Kelsey widened her eyes at the fae's bold inquiry, and the corners of her mouth lowered into a frown. "For your information, I did not know they would take her away from us for that long. Now, what have you done with her? She's caused me a heck of a lot of trouble already, and I want to know what she's gotten herself into this time."
The human was lucky there was a table separating the two of them and that she was out of Bo's reach. The succubus leaned forward slowly, folding her arms and resting them on the table. "She is in my custody now, because you didn't give a single damn about her before as to realize what was happening with her!" Bo said, her voice low and dangerous. "She was gone for how many months, and you just now want to know why she was missing?"
Kelsey sighed, her fingertips massaging her temples. "Of course I wanted to know where she was, and I did notice something was off!" Her fingers moved over to rub her eyelids. "I received a call 6 months ago from a man named Taft. He said he was in charge of a compound which helped special teens and adults. I didn't know how he had known that we were having problems with Lily, but my husband and I thought it was for the best if we sent her away. I just wanted to help her."
Tears started falling down her cheeks, and Bo felt a pang of sympathy for the woman. Her original notion that the woman hated her daughter changed, but she still didn't understand why should could've done what she had done. "I still don't get why you would do that," she said quietly.
The mother surveyed Bo with a strained look. "From the beginning, she wasn't one of us. Part of our family. I know that sounds harsh, but it's true." She sniffled softly. "I know she will be better off here, with you. I just wanted to know she was okay. Ever since we got her, I knew someday it would become too good to be true, and I would lose her, just like I lost my real baby. I just didn't expect this day to come so fast." The woman stood up, starting to leave. Bo did the same, opening the door let her out. Tamsin and Dyson snapped out of their motionless states and walked out to their desks, their eyes averted.
The mom made it halfway out of the frame with her back to the brunette, when she turned on her heels to catch Bo's gaze again. "Just tell her I love her and I will always be thinking about her." Kelsey grasped the other woman's arms, pulling her closer to get her point across. "Promise me, Bo, you will protect every way I couldn't." Her anxious stare burned into Bo's.
With pity weighing her heart down, Bo smiled as best as she could. "Of course. I promise." The other woman gave a relieved half smile, and walked out of Lily's life forever.
Bo took a cab back home, not wanting to deal with Dyson's empathy or make things more awkward with Tamsin. She didn't know how to tell her sister about what had happened at the precinct, but decided to be bluntly honest. Arriving at the shack, she fit the key slowly into the lock and walked in.
A gasp escaped from her open mouth when she discovered the disaster in her living room. Crumbs were scattered all across the carpet and in the furniture cushions. Chips littered the floor behind the couch, and an empty pizza box was half-hazardously thrown onto the coffee table, which was a few feet from it's original position in front of the sofa. Shot glasses surrounded the open spaces on the table, some on top of magazines that looked as if they could take even her own purity away. Chairs were strewn all over the room, randomly spaced.
In the middle of it all was Lily, sitting on the couch, not seeming to notice the mess beside and under her. A horror movie marathon was on tv, and she was so engrossed in it that she almost didn't process Bo's presence until the woman cleared her throat.
"Ahem." Bo crossed he arms and raised her eyebrows at the girl. "What is all this?" She then saw that her best friend was no where to be seen. "And where's Kenzi?"
Lily jumped, her eyes flicking away from the screen and to her older sister. She smiled like there was nothing wrong and shrugged her shoulders. Giving Bo an innocent look, she said, "We just hung out for a while. And I'm not sure, where Kenzi went. After we played Grenade Master, she kinda flipped that I beat her and ran out."
Bo stared at her incredulously. "What is Grenade Master? When did you get pizza? I was gone for less than an hour! What..." She just trailed off and laughed, knowing her questions would probably just bring confusing answers. She was a little peeved that Kenzi had left the teen alone, but didn't dwell on it.
Bo wiped off one of the cushions on the couch and sat down carefully. Examining the glasses on the coffee table, she peered at Lily suspiciously. "Were you drinking Lily?" The girl just giggled uncontrollably, proving Bo's theory and that she was still a little tipsy.
"Lily! You're too young!" Bo said frowning, but letting a chuckle slip from inside her. "You shouldn't be drunk, I could get in trouble, especially with Trick and Dyson."
The teen had a lop-sided grin on her face and retorted with, "I'm not drunk, I'm just talking in cursive." Her body again rocked with laughter, and Bo shook her head.
Lily's rampant snickering subsided quickly, and she suddenly took on a serious look, changing her expression by tilting her head to the side and pursing her lips. "So where have you been?" she asked.
Inhaling deeply to begin her story, she picked up an awful smell wafting to her nose. "Ew!" she said, covering her mouth and nostrils, "What is that!"
Lily looked confused, and then realized what it was. "Uhh, that might be me, or the left-overs me and Kenzi ate...either way I think it's me," she smiled goofily.
Bo couldn't believe how much had happened while she was gone. "Alright, before I tell you anything, please go do something about that smell!" She pointed to the stairs.
The younger fae groaned. "Bo, I'm fine!"
"No, you're my sister, and it's my responsibility to make sure your clean!"
Lily gave out a long 'ugh' and slid off the couch onto the floor and laid there face-down. The carpet muffled her words, and she looked up at the older fae. "But Boooo," she whined, frowning dramatically and sticking out her bottom lip.
"No buts," Bo said sternly. "Now go."
"You're like my mom," she grumbled under her breath and glared at her sister playfully. Dragging herself off the floor, the young succubus slouched her way up to the bathroom. Her long hair was ruffled and falling over her face and she still had the clothes she slept in on.
Bo laughed at the slow-moving figure, knowing that she had just gotten started with the older sibling crap and there was a lot more to come. Sighing, she heaved her body from her seat and began to pick up the trash, mentally preparing herself for the talk to come when Lily came back.
Note: Kenzi will not be swept under the carpet by Lily, don't worry. It IS Kenzi after all... I have a feeling more interesting bestfriend/sister antics to annoy Bo will be happening sometime in the future ;)
Btw: Grenade Master is a drunk game where someone yells 'grenade' and the last person to hide under something has to finish their drink. I just felt like it was something Kenzi would know how to play lol.
