Author's Note- Hello from me again! Another short chapter I hope you enjoy!

P.s.-If you're ever wondering what Lillian might look like, I baised her looks off of Katy Perry.

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I gave a heavy sigh and buried my heads in my hands while the steaming water from the hotel shower cascaded down onto my back. My blue eyes peered through the cracks between my fingers and I watched the clear water swirl with shades of pink around the drain.

Ouch…

I thought simply, bringing my finger tips up to the gash that had covered me in blood just hours ago.

Probably should have gotten stitches Lil.

My mind scolded and I shrugged my shoulders inwardly. Chalk it up to another lack in proper judgment. I had been too worried about Zak to take care of myself, and sooner or later I'm sure it would be the death of me.

But hey, I'll have a bad ass scar. Dudes love bad ass scars, but so do some chicks…well crap.

I chuckled and shook my head at myself while I reached for my shampoo. I flipped open the cap with my thumb and poured out the purple liquid into my hands. I inhaled the strong scent of lavender, and closed my eyes, allowing the sultry scent radiate through my nostrils into my system and relax my sore muscles. My eyes flicked open and I moved to distribute the shampoo through my wet hair when I noticed that the light purple color had turned into a deep crimson red.

BLOOD?

I panicked, throwing the liquid out of my hands and backed away from it allowing the back of my head to clunk softly against the cold tile of the shower. I blinked rapidly, my heart pounding to life inside my chest as my eyes followed the trail of purple shampoo wash down the drain. It was just shampoo, not blood.

Get it together Lillian. You're scared of shampoo and not ghosts? Yes, shampoo, it's terrifyingly clean.

I teased with another shake of my head and finally managed to clean my hair without additional hallucinations. I turned up the heat of the shower, making the temperature of the water nearly scalding hot, and sat down in the bottom of the tube with my legs drawn into my chest. What was wrong with me? I normally didn't freak out like this. I shivered in the warm water, my skin turning bright pink from the increasing temperature. I grabbed the sides of my head and tightly closed my eyes as images flooded my head, feeling like they were tearing my mind apart as they forced their way inside with gnashing teeth.

There was blood everywhere, soaking into my clothing as I held Zak's lifeless body in my arms, cradling him close to my chest while his green eyes stared blankly up at me, a gray film starting to overcome their beauty. No. This couldn't happen. This isn't real. I shook him roughly, calling his name and frantically feeling for a pulse. There was nothing. Sticky blood covered my hands and I looked for the source of the bleeding. There, through the dark material of his shirt was a gaping hole in his rounded stomach that seeped oxygen rich crimson. I put my hands over it, trying to stop the bleeding but it began to pool on the floor, tainting everything that came in contact with it. I heard laughing behind me and I turned to see the brilliant red eyes of the creature that had dragged us down the stairs to meet our demise.

Lillian-"Stop it. Stop it! STOP IT!"

I screamed, clawing at my hair while hot tears spilled down my face. I just wanted to make it all go away. Make everything stop.

Zak-"Lillian!"

Zak's voice bellowed at me and my eyes exploded open to find myself staring into his green eyes as he held my face in his hands. The shower pounded down upon both of us, me completely naked, and Zak in sweatpants while we stared at each other for what seemed like ages. By the time Zak spoke, his pants were soaked through and his hair was flat against his head but his face was comforting, almost understanding.

Zak-"I'm not going anywhere sweet heart."

He whispered and pulled me into his muscled chest as I began to sob.

Zak-"It's okay Lilly…it's okay."

Zak cooed, smoothing out my wet hair with his hand while he gently rocked me back and forth. Out of all the things I've experienced in my life, rape, abuse, loss of family members, loosing Zak would be the only thing I wouldn't survive. It was my greatest fear. Bigger than anything life could throw at me because without him there was no such person as Lillian Matthews; only an empty shell that resembled a once beautiful girl. Finally, after three years of being together, I think Zak finally realized how much he truly meant to me and now that we were having a baby everything was coming together for us. Maybe it was time to tell him.

Tell him what, you ask?

Tell Zackary Bagans that I love him, and that I want to be with him for the rest of my life. However long God gives me.

Maybe I shouldn't have jinxed myself.