A/N: WHO READ MoonGophers WHAT NOT TO DO POST???? WASN'T THAT JUST THE
BIGGEST LOAD OF SHIT YOU'VE EVER SEEN??? SHE WOULD HAVE A HEART ATTACK
READING THIS STORY. THERE'S SO MANY THINGS IN HERE THAT ARE ON HER LIST,
IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY. FOR A MINUTE I THOUGHT SHE HAD STOLEN A COPY OF THIS
AND WRITTEN THE LIST OFF OF MY STORY. HA, IT WAS SUCH A CROCK.
Note: All thoughts will be in parenthesis. Example: (Why is it always raining?)
Chapter 8
Lily stood up and headed out the doors of Mickey's. As she stepped outside she was met with rain and thunder. (Doesn't this rain ever stop?) Lily headed off towards Travis's house. When she rang the doorbell she came face to face with Travis's mother once again.
"Hi Tracey. Is Travis home? I need to talk to him." Tracey gave Lily a warm smile.
"He's up in his room dear. Just go up the stairs to the third floor and his room is the only one up there. Will you two be all right alone? I have to go to the store."
"Yes, we'll be just fine Tracey. Thank you." Lily headed up the stairs to Travis's room.
The walls were covered with pictures of Travis when he was younger. Lily was overwhelmed. She had never been in Travis's house before. Lily's face fell as she saw a picture of Travis about a year ago standing in front of his old school with Contessa clutching onto his arm. Then she chuckled as she saw a picture of Travis as a toddler standing in front of the Great Wall of China with his diapers on. Then she heard footsteps at the top of the stairway. As she turned around she saw a bleary eyes Travis standing at the foot of the stairs. His face was red and you could tell that he'd been crying. Lily figured that he had just gotten out of the bathroom even thought she hadn't heard the toilet flush or the sink turn on.
"What are you doing here Lil?" Lily walked up to him and grabbed his hand.
"We need to talk." Travis searched her eyes for a moment then cracked a small smile but it didn't last.
"You can grab a towel and meet me upstairs in my room." Travis pulled his hand away and headed up the stairs as Lily walked into the bathroom.
She grabbed a blue towel and dried her hair. Just as she was setting the towel down she saw a blotch of red on the floor and in the sink. On closer inspection Lily saw that it was blood. She suddenly felt woozy and sat back on the toilet. (Why is there blood on the floor and in the sink? Travis wasn't...no he wouldn't...would he?) Lily stood up and headed up to Travis's room. As she entered she saw that it was painted green with posters on the wall. Some were of Buddhist sayings but mostly it was covered with pictures from RFR that had been blown up and laminated. Lily saw Travis lying on his bed and she sat down next to him.
"Travis, I'm sorry."
"You mean for only thinking about Ray and not considering how I must feel. Oh I forgive you." Travis's words were lathered with sarcasm and stung like a knife.
"Travis I couldn't think of any other way! I did consider your feelings but I couldn't find a loop hole!" Lily was pleading with him.
"How about this: ignore it! If you really loved me you wouldn't care!" Lily had never heard Travis sound so angry. But she could detect a hint of hurt in his voice. Either way, he was mad and suddenly, so was she.
"How could you accuse me of that!? Of course I love you but I can't just ignore my friend!" Both Lily and Travis were up and standing, staring at each other with venom in their eyes.
"So I guess I'm not your friend? This is a total double standard Lil! Just because you've known him longer you value his feelings more! Why don't you just date him!?" Lily felt more and more tears gush out of her eyes.
"I'm not dating Ray because I don't love him."
"Well you obviously don't love me!" Lily opened her mouth to protest but Travis continued. "If you did love me you wouldn't have broken up with me! Now get out!"
"Travis..."
"I said get OUT!" Lily looked up at him and saw the hurt in his eyes and saw all the pain she had caused him. She felt herself crying harder.
"I'm sorry." Lily turned around and started to leave. Just as she was about to go down the stairs Travis spoke.
"You're apologies don't mean anything to me." With that he slammed his bedroom door shut. Lily stared at the door for a few minutes before she ran down the stairs and out the door. She didn't know where she was going, all she knew was that she had to get away, and fast.
Note: All thoughts will be in parenthesis. Example: (Why is it always raining?)
Chapter 8
Lily stood up and headed out the doors of Mickey's. As she stepped outside she was met with rain and thunder. (Doesn't this rain ever stop?) Lily headed off towards Travis's house. When she rang the doorbell she came face to face with Travis's mother once again.
"Hi Tracey. Is Travis home? I need to talk to him." Tracey gave Lily a warm smile.
"He's up in his room dear. Just go up the stairs to the third floor and his room is the only one up there. Will you two be all right alone? I have to go to the store."
"Yes, we'll be just fine Tracey. Thank you." Lily headed up the stairs to Travis's room.
The walls were covered with pictures of Travis when he was younger. Lily was overwhelmed. She had never been in Travis's house before. Lily's face fell as she saw a picture of Travis about a year ago standing in front of his old school with Contessa clutching onto his arm. Then she chuckled as she saw a picture of Travis as a toddler standing in front of the Great Wall of China with his diapers on. Then she heard footsteps at the top of the stairway. As she turned around she saw a bleary eyes Travis standing at the foot of the stairs. His face was red and you could tell that he'd been crying. Lily figured that he had just gotten out of the bathroom even thought she hadn't heard the toilet flush or the sink turn on.
"What are you doing here Lil?" Lily walked up to him and grabbed his hand.
"We need to talk." Travis searched her eyes for a moment then cracked a small smile but it didn't last.
"You can grab a towel and meet me upstairs in my room." Travis pulled his hand away and headed up the stairs as Lily walked into the bathroom.
She grabbed a blue towel and dried her hair. Just as she was setting the towel down she saw a blotch of red on the floor and in the sink. On closer inspection Lily saw that it was blood. She suddenly felt woozy and sat back on the toilet. (Why is there blood on the floor and in the sink? Travis wasn't...no he wouldn't...would he?) Lily stood up and headed up to Travis's room. As she entered she saw that it was painted green with posters on the wall. Some were of Buddhist sayings but mostly it was covered with pictures from RFR that had been blown up and laminated. Lily saw Travis lying on his bed and she sat down next to him.
"Travis, I'm sorry."
"You mean for only thinking about Ray and not considering how I must feel. Oh I forgive you." Travis's words were lathered with sarcasm and stung like a knife.
"Travis I couldn't think of any other way! I did consider your feelings but I couldn't find a loop hole!" Lily was pleading with him.
"How about this: ignore it! If you really loved me you wouldn't care!" Lily had never heard Travis sound so angry. But she could detect a hint of hurt in his voice. Either way, he was mad and suddenly, so was she.
"How could you accuse me of that!? Of course I love you but I can't just ignore my friend!" Both Lily and Travis were up and standing, staring at each other with venom in their eyes.
"So I guess I'm not your friend? This is a total double standard Lil! Just because you've known him longer you value his feelings more! Why don't you just date him!?" Lily felt more and more tears gush out of her eyes.
"I'm not dating Ray because I don't love him."
"Well you obviously don't love me!" Lily opened her mouth to protest but Travis continued. "If you did love me you wouldn't have broken up with me! Now get out!"
"Travis..."
"I said get OUT!" Lily looked up at him and saw the hurt in his eyes and saw all the pain she had caused him. She felt herself crying harder.
"I'm sorry." Lily turned around and started to leave. Just as she was about to go down the stairs Travis spoke.
"You're apologies don't mean anything to me." With that he slammed his bedroom door shut. Lily stared at the door for a few minutes before she ran down the stairs and out the door. She didn't know where she was going, all she knew was that she had to get away, and fast.