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Chapter 9 My Disease is Fear

It had been nearly two weeks since Lily had started her grounding. And even at school she managed to avoid Oliver, by doing things like making up homework, she didn't feel the need to turn in earlier that year, or helping clean up the classroom, even though the mess was never hers. Lily was getting good at disappearing from the eyes of the people around her.

But she still heard the whispering at school. She was the whore now, she was the girl that messed with another girl's boyfriend. She was the girl she had promised herself she would never become.

And no matter what, she still avoided Oliver. If he had to walk by her locker on the way to class, she hid in the bathroom until the bell rang, signaling the beginning of the period. Then she would go to her locker and get her belongings.

But it was worth it, as long as she kept her promise to herself. Right?

And that was why she not only avoided Oliver, but avoided Miley. Miley was there, Miley saw everything, but she didn't need to know how much Lily was hurting.

It was Friday, and the sun was hidden behind the rain clouds. The day dragged on and on until finally the bell rang. She hadn't realized that tonight was the final day of her imprisonment. That was until she saw that oh-so-familiar face.

"Lily!" It called her name, her knees buckled, and Lily felt as if a hundred needles punctured her skin, sending chills all over her body. She tried to ignore him, and if she had walked just a little bit faster, maybe he wouldn't have caught up with her.

Dammit! Why hadn't she walked faster?

But Lily already knew. She knew the feeling of falling, falling so fast that the only chance you have is to be caught by someone else. She knew the feeling of failing, failing so terribly that even you wanted to hide from yourself.

Lily knew the growing feeling of love, that she had around Oliver. And the way it seemed, that as she fell the wind was slowly suffocating her, and she was steering herself away from her knight in shining armor. She was steering herself right into the ground.

But why? Why? She often questioned herself.

It was that four letter word. The four letter feeling, that everyone was scared of; and right now, it had chose her to haunt.

Fear, was taking over her body, starting with her feet and storming it's way through her veins, and to her throbbing heart. It was like a disease. It was like ASL, slowly conquering her body, bit by bit, piece by piece. Her muscles would weaken, and her will to go on would subside, and soon she'd be the wallflower, no matter where she went.

Fear was terminal.

So Oliver had caught up with her, and touched her arm in a friendly gesture.

The fear took over her feet first, and she found them useless.

"Lily? Are you alright, we haven't talked recently," His voice rang in her ears.

But then it was her legs, all the way up to her thighs. And turning her body away from him soon became nothing but an impossible idea.

"Lils? You aren't still upset about Candace's birthday?"

The fear slithered it's way up her stomach and to her arms. No longer could she push him away from her, or shake his warm hand from her skin.

"No one even cares about it anymore. It's all in the past Lils," Her name seemed to slip off his tongue in a carefree way.

But still the fear took her over. It was in it's final stages, attacking her lungs, her heart, her brain. Her mouth could no longer form words, and she prayed for a miracle, for anything.

"Lily? Are you ignoring me?" Oliver asked his eyebrows furrowed. And then it came: like a bolt of lightning from the heavens.

"Lily!" The horn to her mom's car was heard from the parking-lot.

Lillian turned to Oliver and muttered, "I have to go,"

Lily had never been so happy that her mom showed up at her school.