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Summary- Lily's life isn't exactly perfect but it might be when someone comes along to make everything better. Chapter One-
I had rubbed my skin raw, but it was no use. The feelings remained, as did the self- revulsion. I could only imagine what the people at school would say once they heard. The gossip would spread faster than wildfire. I would be known as the school slut, the school tramp. There was no going back now. All I knew was that there was one way to avoid it all. Only one.
I approached the vanity in my bathroom and slid open the draw. Sitting there gleaming in the dim light lay a razor. The silver blades glinted beckoningly at me. Trembling I reached my hand inside to grasp the handle. Taking a deep breath I applied a slight pressure to my wrist with the blade.
Pausing, I considered what I was about to do. The should I, should I not, debate raged in my head. Finally reaching a decision I pressed harder on the blade. Before I could cut deep enough though, I heard a voice in my mind saying "If your not sure, always ask for a second opinion or if your to afraid then don't do it at all. Decisions made in haste will be the downfall of us all." "Mother" I whispered. As tears began to flood down my cheeks, the razor slid from my grasp and I fell to the floor beside it. Wrapped only in a white towl I began cry even harder as I remembered the woman who had always been there for me. "Why did you have to go? Why did you have to die" I sobbed. At 17 years of age I missed my mother more than anything. Whenever I had a problem she could solve it, or whenever I needed a shoulder to cry on she offered hers. With hugs and kisses she had always been there to chase the big bad monsters away as well as anything else that had dared to bother me.
Until a year ago, she had remarried three years ago to man named Arnold Regala; she had been the structural pillar of my foundation and the place where I could anchor myself in a time of need. At 6'3 Arnold with his midnight black hair and romantic smile that made most women swoon, had swept my mother off her feet and placed her gently in the stars. I too was enchanted with the man who could make my mother lower her defenses. All the years following my fathers death she had always been cold and distant towards men, refusing, to so much as go out on a date with them. So I was amazed when he asked her if she would marry him, and even more amazed when she said yes. With tears in her eyes she asked if I would be the maid of honor.
Squealing with delight I enthusiastically agreed. Arnold had always been kind to me and had brought me candy whenever he came by the house. The wedding had been beautiful and my mother even more so, with her face alight with happiness. During the honeymoon I had gotten to stay with my best friend Jessica. When I went back to Hogwarts during my fifth year I was convinced that I had the most perfect family. When I came home two years later at the end of my sixth year however, I learned how wrong I had been. Standing there to greet me was Arnold. Nothing drew my suspicions up about this though as he had come with my mother last year to pick me up.
He wore a welcoming smile on his face and I wrapped my arms around him in a hug. He squeezed me tightly and asked, "How was your school year?" "Great" I answered enthusiastically. He laughed gently at my excitement, which was not to be present within me for a long time. I froze when the next question that passed his lips fell upon my ears. "Where is this boarding school of yours, by the way? Your mother never told me." With ice running in my veins I stuttered "I I'm not sure. Somewhere in S- Scotland I think," Laughing again at my stuttering he opened the car door to let me in. Relieved I slid gracefully into the car but it was not to be the safe haven that I had thought.
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Summary- Lily's life isn't exactly perfect but it might be when someone comes along to make everything better. Chapter One-
I had rubbed my skin raw, but it was no use. The feelings remained, as did the self- revulsion. I could only imagine what the people at school would say once they heard. The gossip would spread faster than wildfire. I would be known as the school slut, the school tramp. There was no going back now. All I knew was that there was one way to avoid it all. Only one.
I approached the vanity in my bathroom and slid open the draw. Sitting there gleaming in the dim light lay a razor. The silver blades glinted beckoningly at me. Trembling I reached my hand inside to grasp the handle. Taking a deep breath I applied a slight pressure to my wrist with the blade.
Pausing, I considered what I was about to do. The should I, should I not, debate raged in my head. Finally reaching a decision I pressed harder on the blade. Before I could cut deep enough though, I heard a voice in my mind saying "If your not sure, always ask for a second opinion or if your to afraid then don't do it at all. Decisions made in haste will be the downfall of us all." "Mother" I whispered. As tears began to flood down my cheeks, the razor slid from my grasp and I fell to the floor beside it. Wrapped only in a white towl I began cry even harder as I remembered the woman who had always been there for me. "Why did you have to go? Why did you have to die" I sobbed. At 17 years of age I missed my mother more than anything. Whenever I had a problem she could solve it, or whenever I needed a shoulder to cry on she offered hers. With hugs and kisses she had always been there to chase the big bad monsters away as well as anything else that had dared to bother me.
Until a year ago, she had remarried three years ago to man named Arnold Regala; she had been the structural pillar of my foundation and the place where I could anchor myself in a time of need. At 6'3 Arnold with his midnight black hair and romantic smile that made most women swoon, had swept my mother off her feet and placed her gently in the stars. I too was enchanted with the man who could make my mother lower her defenses. All the years following my fathers death she had always been cold and distant towards men, refusing, to so much as go out on a date with them. So I was amazed when he asked her if she would marry him, and even more amazed when she said yes. With tears in her eyes she asked if I would be the maid of honor.
Squealing with delight I enthusiastically agreed. Arnold had always been kind to me and had brought me candy whenever he came by the house. The wedding had been beautiful and my mother even more so, with her face alight with happiness. During the honeymoon I had gotten to stay with my best friend Jessica. When I went back to Hogwarts during my fifth year I was convinced that I had the most perfect family. When I came home two years later at the end of my sixth year however, I learned how wrong I had been. Standing there to greet me was Arnold. Nothing drew my suspicions up about this though as he had come with my mother last year to pick me up.
He wore a welcoming smile on his face and I wrapped my arms around him in a hug. He squeezed me tightly and asked, "How was your school year?" "Great" I answered enthusiastically. He laughed gently at my excitement, which was not to be present within me for a long time. I froze when the next question that passed his lips fell upon my ears. "Where is this boarding school of yours, by the way? Your mother never told me." With ice running in my veins I stuttered "I I'm not sure. Somewhere in S- Scotland I think," Laughing again at my stuttering he opened the car door to let me in. Relieved I slid gracefully into the car but it was not to be the safe haven that I had thought.
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