Sorry I haven't updated in like forever, but I've been busy, with vacation, you know? Well, vacation's almost over, darn it. But the school year is half way done, can you believe it? Anyways, here's chapter thirty four.

CHAPTER THIRTYFOUR: Check Up

Mr. and Mrs. Truscott imediatly(SP) contacted their lawyer, when they heard Lilly's story. They were going to put Andrew in jail until he died, hopefully.

"Do you have any witnesses?" Mr. Drient, their lawyer asked.

She shook her head slowly. "I don't think so."

"Any proof? Fingerprints, anything. Even an STD, or maybe even...a baby?"

Mrs. Truscott shook her head. "We haven't gone to her check up yet, it's today at twelve." she was stressed about that. About what they would find, a desease, a baby? No, think posotive. She told herself. It's not like all rape victims end up like that...But she couldn't comfort herself at all.

Miley's POV:

We're on our way to Lilly's right now. I mean we as in, Jackson, who's driving, Oliver, who's sitting in the back and biting his nails, and me, staring at the digital clock.

"It's eleven thirty." I announce to anyone who's listening. The car ride was completely silent. Everyone was distraught about the check up. Although I'm Lilly's bestest friend, I think Jackson's more worried about her than me.

I mean, I've never seen him like this. By the dark circles under his clouded eyes I can tell he hasn't slept for at least the past 48 hours, if not more. Even his face is getting gaunt, like he hasn't eaten in forever. His free, fun-loving spirit has disinigrated. I'm almost afraid that if I blink, or take my eyes off him, he'll die. Of a severe case of broken heart for his loved one. And to be completely serious, I don't think he'd look any different than he does now.

Once Jackson pulled into the driveway, Oliver jumped out of the car and raced to the front door. I was also anxious to comfort my best friend, and fast-walked to the house. But Jackson, robotically took the keys out of the ignition, put them in his pocket, shut the door, and walked towards Lilly looking like one of the dead from Zombi High.

Lilly gave me a half-hearted smile, as if to convice herself more than me, that everything was going to be okay. Oliver embraced her for what seemed like the millionth time, petted her hair, and murmered: "Everything's going to be okay."Jackon just stood in the corner, with the overwhelmed Mr. Truscott, and stared at the ground.

Finally, Mrs. Truscott nervously hurried us into the mini-van. Amost a replica of Jackson, Mr. Truscott blankly started the vehicle, and drove slowly towards the hospital.

Once we got there, hands shaking, Mrs. Truscott corrected some parts of Lilly's old form before handing them to the bored-looking nurse.

"Please have a seat." She said in a nasily voice before blowing a blue-colored bubble.

Oliver gave her a disgusted look, and led Lilly protectivly to the waiting-room seat. Like he needed to protect her from bubble-gum chewing nurses, and old magazines. What he really needed to protect her from was Andrew. And he didn't do that.

I was surprised at myself for thinking like that. It wasn't Oliver's fault, although he could've done something.

"Lillian Truscott?" Said a bland male voice from a doorway. Lilly glanced at her mom, then at me. All three of us got up and walked towards the man.

"Parents only." He said, eyeing me.

"But..." I sighed. there was no use arguing. So, I gave Lilly's hand a tight, reasurring squeeze, and then sat down on the uncomfortable maroon-floral chair, to wait.

sorry, there wasn't much dialouge in that chapter. Review if you liked it!! Luv ya,

Blue-eyedchick