Paul sat in deep thought about his mentally disturbed daughter, staring straight ahead. All of this had been going on right before his eyes. He had sensed and suspected it, but he had refused to permit himself to believe the horrible truth. Lila's actions had gone too far for Paul to prevent or help it. He couldn't close the door or look the other way, and the truth was, he was as much part of it as Lila had been because he didn't bother to stop it, and for that, Paul was feeling great guilt. He wanted Eveyln there so she could know the truth, every detail, and he was tempted to write to her and tell her everything. But what would he write? EVELYN STOP YOUR DAUGHTER IS A KILLER STOP PAUL STOP. It even sounded ridicilous in his head, even if he had taken time to write a full-out two page letter. No, Paul had began this chaos, so he had to finish it. No one would know about Lila's actions except him and Lila. He could deal with it himself.
It was at that moment that he had just realized that Lila had been trying to get his attention.
"Oh! Sorry honey, I was just thinking," Paul shook his head and looked back down at the book he was reading to Lila. He continued reading as Lila snuggled up beneath her thick blankets and rested her head against one of the many large pillows. She looked lost in the massive bed.
"I'm going to close my eyes now, but I won't be alseep," Lila told him, Paul nodded.
" 'The next day, dressed in the skin, the wolf strolled into the pasture with the Sheep. Soon a little Lamb was following him about and was quickly let away to slaughter. That evening the Wolf entered the fold with the flock....' " Paul suddenly stopped reading and looked up at Lila. "Lila, have you taken your vitamins?" Lila opened her eyes. "No, daddy you haven't given them to me yet," she said.
Paul, surprised at himself for forgetting, got up and went to his bathroom cabinet to retrieve her pills. They weren't vitamins. They were sleeping pills. Paul returned to the room and gave her the pills. Lila placed them in the center of her palm and put one in her mouth, swallowing a glass of apricot juice with it.
"I love apricot juice daddy. It's so sweet and you don't need ice to go with it either," Lila swallowed the last pill, smiling, then snuggled up against her pillows and closed her eyes again. Paul took a deep breath. She has no guilty conscience...she's not disturbed by what her actions have caused and she feels no remorse nor guilt...
Paul finished reading the book, and found that her daughter had fallen asleep. Paul closed the book and left it on her night stand. He stood up and stared down at his only child.
"I won't let them take you away. You are my only daughter, and no one is going to take you away for other people to gawk at., and make a show of," Paul said, barely above a whisper. He kissed his daughter on the cheek, then clicked off the light and left the bedroom. He walked into his bathroom and stared at his reflection in the mirror. He stared and stared for so long he didn't recognize the person in the reflection. Slowly, as if by force, he opened the drawer and took out a small hand gun under the the towels. He stared back at his reflection.
Anyone would have thought that the news of Pauls death had been caught up in the wind, it was spread so quickly and so many people attended his funeral.
Layer after layer of long gray clouds streamed into the sky, and the heavy air and dull shadows seemed appropriate for a day like this.
A perfect day for a funeral.
Lila's small hand was wrapped around her mother's as they stared down at his coffin. Her mother had flown home immediatly. She was wearing a dark veil over her eyes, but anyone could tell that she had been crying for days. Lila looked into a small crowd of people across from her fathers grave and saw Rhonda. She looked pale and disturbed as she cluthed her mother and father's hand. Lila tried to get her attention, but Rhonda refused to meet her eyes and looked deathly afraid.
After the ceromony, Lila saw Rhonda walk towards an abandoned shed on the other side of the feild that the funeral took place. Lila ran to catch up with her and when she entered the shed, she saw no one. She looked in from the door around the small space.
Glancing up at the loft, she saw Rhonda's small profile leaning against the wall. Lila lowered her eyebrow, wondering what on earth she was doing here.
"Rhonda?" Lila asked as she started climbing the rotted wooden ladder.
"Lila, please so away. I can't speak with you anymore," Rhonda said with her head down, her voice cracking.
"What? What happened?" Lila asked in confusion as she sat next to Rhonda.
"Go away!" Rhonda glared at her. "I know you've killed him!" Rhonda pratically screamed, making Lila jump. Lila's eyes began to fill with fake tears.
"I didn't either! My daddy shot himself! How dare you say such a thing!?" Lila pouted. Rhonda's face grew pale as she looked back at Lila.
"Lila, I saw you light that servants's basement room on fire!" Rhonda blurted and began crying in fear. "I just didn't say anything because I was real scared! I ran straight home!" Rhonda was sobbing loudly and hard. Lila's face grew pale as well.
"Poor thing," she said just above a whisper. And with that, she gave Rhonda a hard shove with surprising strength. Rhonda tried to grab the railing, but it was too late. She was grabbing onto thin air. She fell to the bottom, and with her eyes pasted shut and her neck broken, Lila calmy walked down the ladders and joined her mother and Miss Vitello.
"I just don't know how or why Paul would...." Evelyn stopped and began crying again, clutching her handkercheif. Miss Vitello put her hand on her shoulder, with Lila looking up at both of them. They began to walk towards the car.
"There there, dear. Paul is in a better place right now, and you must be strong for Lila. You musn't despair either; for not everything is lost. Be lucky that your daughter was spared. After all, you still have Lila to be thankful for..."
THE END!! I really want reviews for this last chapter, even if you have already given me one! What did you think about the fanfic and the story?? I decided to use the ending from the book, since this whole thing is based on the book and since she doesn't die, i could make a cheesy ass ending ,;; Thank you again to all those that have submitted reviews!!!!!
It was at that moment that he had just realized that Lila had been trying to get his attention.
"Oh! Sorry honey, I was just thinking," Paul shook his head and looked back down at the book he was reading to Lila. He continued reading as Lila snuggled up beneath her thick blankets and rested her head against one of the many large pillows. She looked lost in the massive bed.
"I'm going to close my eyes now, but I won't be alseep," Lila told him, Paul nodded.
" 'The next day, dressed in the skin, the wolf strolled into the pasture with the Sheep. Soon a little Lamb was following him about and was quickly let away to slaughter. That evening the Wolf entered the fold with the flock....' " Paul suddenly stopped reading and looked up at Lila. "Lila, have you taken your vitamins?" Lila opened her eyes. "No, daddy you haven't given them to me yet," she said.
Paul, surprised at himself for forgetting, got up and went to his bathroom cabinet to retrieve her pills. They weren't vitamins. They were sleeping pills. Paul returned to the room and gave her the pills. Lila placed them in the center of her palm and put one in her mouth, swallowing a glass of apricot juice with it.
"I love apricot juice daddy. It's so sweet and you don't need ice to go with it either," Lila swallowed the last pill, smiling, then snuggled up against her pillows and closed her eyes again. Paul took a deep breath. She has no guilty conscience...she's not disturbed by what her actions have caused and she feels no remorse nor guilt...
Paul finished reading the book, and found that her daughter had fallen asleep. Paul closed the book and left it on her night stand. He stood up and stared down at his only child.
"I won't let them take you away. You are my only daughter, and no one is going to take you away for other people to gawk at., and make a show of," Paul said, barely above a whisper. He kissed his daughter on the cheek, then clicked off the light and left the bedroom. He walked into his bathroom and stared at his reflection in the mirror. He stared and stared for so long he didn't recognize the person in the reflection. Slowly, as if by force, he opened the drawer and took out a small hand gun under the the towels. He stared back at his reflection.
Anyone would have thought that the news of Pauls death had been caught up in the wind, it was spread so quickly and so many people attended his funeral.
Layer after layer of long gray clouds streamed into the sky, and the heavy air and dull shadows seemed appropriate for a day like this.
A perfect day for a funeral.
Lila's small hand was wrapped around her mother's as they stared down at his coffin. Her mother had flown home immediatly. She was wearing a dark veil over her eyes, but anyone could tell that she had been crying for days. Lila looked into a small crowd of people across from her fathers grave and saw Rhonda. She looked pale and disturbed as she cluthed her mother and father's hand. Lila tried to get her attention, but Rhonda refused to meet her eyes and looked deathly afraid.
After the ceromony, Lila saw Rhonda walk towards an abandoned shed on the other side of the feild that the funeral took place. Lila ran to catch up with her and when she entered the shed, she saw no one. She looked in from the door around the small space.
Glancing up at the loft, she saw Rhonda's small profile leaning against the wall. Lila lowered her eyebrow, wondering what on earth she was doing here.
"Rhonda?" Lila asked as she started climbing the rotted wooden ladder.
"Lila, please so away. I can't speak with you anymore," Rhonda said with her head down, her voice cracking.
"What? What happened?" Lila asked in confusion as she sat next to Rhonda.
"Go away!" Rhonda glared at her. "I know you've killed him!" Rhonda pratically screamed, making Lila jump. Lila's eyes began to fill with fake tears.
"I didn't either! My daddy shot himself! How dare you say such a thing!?" Lila pouted. Rhonda's face grew pale as she looked back at Lila.
"Lila, I saw you light that servants's basement room on fire!" Rhonda blurted and began crying in fear. "I just didn't say anything because I was real scared! I ran straight home!" Rhonda was sobbing loudly and hard. Lila's face grew pale as well.
"Poor thing," she said just above a whisper. And with that, she gave Rhonda a hard shove with surprising strength. Rhonda tried to grab the railing, but it was too late. She was grabbing onto thin air. She fell to the bottom, and with her eyes pasted shut and her neck broken, Lila calmy walked down the ladders and joined her mother and Miss Vitello.
"I just don't know how or why Paul would...." Evelyn stopped and began crying again, clutching her handkercheif. Miss Vitello put her hand on her shoulder, with Lila looking up at both of them. They began to walk towards the car.
"There there, dear. Paul is in a better place right now, and you must be strong for Lila. You musn't despair either; for not everything is lost. Be lucky that your daughter was spared. After all, you still have Lila to be thankful for..."
THE END!! I really want reviews for this last chapter, even if you have already given me one! What did you think about the fanfic and the story?? I decided to use the ending from the book, since this whole thing is based on the book and since she doesn't die, i could make a cheesy ass ending ,;; Thank you again to all those that have submitted reviews!!!!!