As promised. By the way, I had a fucking cute chapter with Raph and Lillian dancing but posting this chapter made me realize that I must have deleted it by accident and I'm fucking pissed! But i guess the next chapter is cute too. But it may be a little confusing. But, yes Raph and Lilly have already started dancing.

Song for this chapter~ Absolute Balance - Johnny Foreigner

Date Night

~Lilly's POV~

Class was slow. I walked slowly to dance, the bell ringing before I even made it to class but for some reason I didn't care. I wasn't mad, sad, upset, or anything. In fact I didn't have any emotion I was just in thought.

I like David. But do I trust him? Well, not with my life. But I guess that's a process...

I walked in and headed straight for the locker room, not paying any attention to anybody. I got changed then went out only to find everyone not doing anything, probably another rest day. I sighed and went back to change out of my dance clothes and into my regular clothes. Kind of annoying...

David smiled and came up to me as I left the dressing room, "Hey pretty girl, how's it hanging?"

I smiled softly, "I'm good."

"Ready for tonight? I was going to take you out to eat and then to a movie." He gave me a wink and smiled playfully. "If you know what I mean..."

"Um..." What? "Sure, I do."

"What's up? You seem upset. You're quiet."

I shook my head, "Nothing's wrong. Just in a quiet mood." I sighed. "Alright... Fine... I told April. She's not happy." At lunch I decided to call April and tell her about me and David. After almost 20 minutes of her yelling at me, telling me why this was a bad idea, I finally got her to just accept the fact that I was happy and she hung up. I knew she was going to have a bad reaction but that bad? I almost cried.

David smiled, "So..."

"So?" I scoffed. "She's my best friend. I care about what she thinks. I told her to be happy because I'm happy and she agreed. But I know she's still upset."

"She's not your mom." He chuckled and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "I say, if she doesn't like the fact that I'm with you...fuck her!" He laughed, then cupped my face. "You don't need her approval."

"I don't want her approval. But she told me about you guys and I feel like I'm breaking a rule or something."

He rolled his eyes, "She's just mad because I didn't like her back. I mean everyone knew she liked me. She's probably just jealous."

Okay... I pushed him off of me angrily, "You know, not all rumors are true. And don't talk about her like that. She's my best friend. I won't let you stand here and insult her like-"

He smiled and shushed me, "Don't worry babe." Babe? "I'm not trying to be mean." He kissed my nose. "I'll be over by your place at around 7. Is that okay?"

"Fine." I grunted. "Don't call me babe."

I'm not going to let him insult April. I'm not going to make him think I'm one of those girls who's too afraid to fight. I will fight against him if I have to. And if it involves April then I'm going on April's side always. I'll kick his ass.

For the rest of class we did nothing. We just talked about the stupidest shit and did nothing. Apparently, Ms Stevenson left early to go practice something with someone. A dance... But I think she just has a date with another guy she likes. I wanted to practice alone, talk alone, think alone but no... David kept on talking about how some sport is someway. I have no idea. I was practicing my turns too much to actually hear him.

After class, David kissed my head before I left through the back door. So much for being discreet...

I didn't go through the back to avoid anyone though, I went through the back to go home early and just have me time, then get ready. Yeah it's 3 but I take forever to get ready for a simple date.

I couldn't help but think about Giselle, I haven't talked to her is so long. Last time I did I told her I would go on a date with her.

Yup, I'm a shitty person. Fuck...

I get home and saw at least two people on my couch that I had no idea who they were at all. They all looked at me and smiled. I sucked in my breath, my heart calming from the sudden jump they both gave me. They must be with John, they look like they haven't showered in years.

I walked to my room, ignoring them completely. My mother stopped me with a huge smile on her face.

"Lillian! Guess what?"

I narrowed my eyes at her happiness, this could mean anything. "Those are FBI agents here to take John away because of some national drug trade?"

My mother frowned, "No... Not even close."

I rolled my eyes then went into my room, throwing my bag to the floor. "What, mom?"

"I got a job." She squealed happily.

I blinked, "Really? Where?"

"At the salon! Christine hired me. I start tomorrow!"

I smiled, "That's great. Really it is." It means she's in business for probably a couple months until she gets tired of costumers and the having to repeat the same thing everyday. Even so, half her money will go to John for his selfish needs and then the rest...property tax, gas, light and water bill. Yadda yadda yadda...

"Have you told John you're going out?"

I laughed, "Fuck no."

My mother sighed, "Lillian,"

"Please. Mom, I need some peace and quiet for a moment alright. Then I have to get ready and do my hair... Can I do that without you giving me the same lecture on how John has changed?" I snapped, running my hands through my hair, my head beginning to pulse painfully. Worst part is it was starting from behind my fucking eyes.

I shut my eyes and took a deep breath.

When I opened my eyes my mother was gone. Thank god...

I have to figure out what I'm going to wear, what my make up is gonna look like, and how I'm going to do my hair. I sound like a fucking girl thinking about this shit.

Alright, Lilly... Think about something else. Think about dance. Think about the choreo you did for Raph.

Hmm... Actually, Raph was, yes an armature dancer, but nevertheless a soon-to-be dancer. Maybe not professionally but I'm pretty sure if he grows the confidence he'd freestyle like a maniac. In fact, he's also a fast learner. Just like Mikey...

I wonder if April is complaining about me. Probably...

That's okay though. I'm a fucked up person.

I jumped when I heard a knock at my door, John stood in the doorway with a smile on his face, "Lillian..."

I didn't answer and began to look in my closet for something that says I'm on a date, but nothing big. But nothing too casual... Oh god, I'm such a fucking girl. I just need a Starbucks in my hand.

John walked inside the room and closed the door slightly behind him, "Your mother tells me you're deciding to go out with...a boy?"

What a snitch! She's lucky she's my mom... "Yeah..." I said quickly.

"When will you be back?"

"I don't know."

"Who is this boy?"

I scoffed, "A boy." Um, back off my shit. Who are you a policeman? Yeah, with your record, not likely.

I wanted to say that but I was to busy trying to find out what shoe went with what top.

"I get that but who is he? Is he a friend? Gay friend? Boyfriend?"

"John, get out of my room. I need to change." I said blandly, pointing behind him.

He smirked at me, "I don't mind."

I narrowed my eyes in disgust, "Get out! Out!" I yelled. "Fuck off! I don't need to answer to you! Fuck out of here!"

John chuckled as he backed out of the room. "Be home by 10."

"Fuck you!" I shut the door and made sure it was lock before I began to undress and redress myself. How can my mom love that stupid pervert!? How dare he!? How fucking dare he?!

I'm so going to murder him in his fucking sleep one of these days...

~Raph's POV~

"I can't believe she would do that! After all of the things he's done. After all the names he's called her. I can't believe her! I can't believe her!" April yelled as she paced back and forth in front of the TV.

I rolled my eyes, "April, can you please...?" I waved my hand so she could move out of the way.

She acted like she didn't even hear me, "He's acted like a dick to me. To her." She stopped right in the middle and stared at me, searching for reassurance. "He's one of those guys that will just treat their girlfriends like shit. I don't want her to have to go through that again."

I blinked, waving my arms in the air. "Whoa whoa whoa whoa... Wait a minute. Again? She had other boyfriends like this guys?"

"She doesn't talk about her ex but, she said it was worse than her mother's relationship." She said breathlessly.

Donnie came out of the kitchen, "How bad? Did he beat her?"

He better not have. I'll fucking kill him. No one hits anyone of my friends and gets to tell the tale.

"I have no idea. She doesn't go into detail about him, says it brings up memories that she's trying to forget." April finally sat down. "I can't tell her to just dump him. She's not." She sighed and laid back.

"April," Donnie started, sitting right across from her. "It is Lillian decision on whether or not she chooses to go with this boy. If he is as bad as you say then in time, Lillian will see his true colors."

"And he won't touch her. He won't even think about touching her... It's like I told her, 'come to me if he-"

"Wait." April stopped me. "She told you before she told me?"

Oops... "Well... Not exactly..."

"Not exactly? What does that mean? What are you guys best friends now?" She scoffed angrily. "Ugh, you know she doesn't even like you."

I sighed, oh geez... I've awoken the beast. "Okay? Literally the opposite of what she's told me. Anyways, she told you now. What does it matter if she told me before you?"

"Because I'm her best friend! It's like a rule to tell your best friends everything."

"Well, April... Maybe Lilly knew that you would react this way and that's why she didn't want to tell you anything. Or maybe she knew your feelings towards this guy and thought it was best not to say anything at all." Donnie tried to sound helpful.

April stayed silent, she began to fumble around with her fingers. "I really don't like him..."

"Yeah, that's obvious..." I scoffed under my breath. Why does she actually care who Lilly's dating? I mean, if he treated her badly, I would care too and I'm not as close...or am I? I mean, Lilly did tell me before April. And Lilly did tell that she trusted me.

She trusted me...

Why did that bother as much as it did? Maybe not necessarily bother- but it made me...feel. And I didn't like feeing any sort of way toward Lilly. She's new. I barely know her...

Well, apparently I know her more than April.

"She's going to end up hurt-crying over this guy and I'm going to be there telling her that I told her. This guy is bad news guys..." April sighed heavily.

I rolled my eyes, "You saying that because you hate him or because he's actually bad news?"

She glared daggers at me, "He's bad news. And I hate him but he still is very bad." She stood up again. "He goes to parties almost every week, I'm pretty sure he smokes, and no one has ever told him no. And Lilly always says no."

I chuckled, "There. You see? Complete opposites-totally perfect for each other. Now, would you move? I'm trying to watch..."

April groaned, "He'll end up hurting her."

"April." Donnie said, finally shutting her up. "Lillian can handle herself, she even said it. And I'm agreeing that this guy is all you say he is, but... It's Lillian's choice to be with this guy. You should respect her decision and just be there for her as a friend."

Thank god!

"And if and when he does hurt her- you will have to be there for her? Because she'd be there for you. I know she would." Donnie said with a small smile.

April crossed her arms over her chest, "She would..."

Things got quiet for a moment. Even the tv was suddenly quiet but it was still going. Lilly... She was an odd ball. She wasn't like April she was... Well, there isn't a word I know that could describe her. The thing that close to it is experience. In what? No clue but I knew she knew just as well as I did that life sucks and it kicks you when your down and it won't stop till you quit. From the stories she's told me, I could tell she just likes to forget things and move on. And that is the complete opposite of April.

They're polar opposites and they're perfect for each other. Let's hope I could say the same thing for her boyfriend. Or it's his ass.

I sighed, getting up to go get something to drink in the kitchen. I'm so protective of my friends it's weird. Like...they're like my sisters.

I pull out my phone, clicking on Lilly's contact info.

'Hope you have a good time. Let me know if he needs an ass kicking ;)'

I pressed send and immediately began to regret it. But after I had my juice, I was okay..

~Lilly's POV~

I listened and ate, smiling as David told a story on how his parents taught him how to ride a bicycle. I laughed whenever he said he fell. It was a story I feel like I saw in a movie. Son learns how to ride a bike, dad teaches, son falls and cries, dad helps him up...yadda yadda yadda.

"To this day I will not ride a bike." He chuckled.

I ate a spoonful of spaghetti, "It's okay though, because I don't know how to ride one either."

"Really? Your dad never taught you?" He asked, wiping his mouth with a napkin.

I shook my head, "Nah... I taught myself skateboard but only a little."

"Skateboard?" He blinked. "Seems a little...manly of you."

I scoffed, "Hardly. Anyone can skateboard. You just need two feet. And balance."

David smiled, running his hands through his hair, "You're a mystery I can't solve."

I laughed, my cheeks becoming warm. "I'm sorry?" Solve... I'm not a math problem. I'm pretty easy to solve.

"From what you've told me, you've had a suckish life, but you always find something happy to do. Like, you teach yourself how to be happy." He shook his head. "Damn... Must have been tough."

"You got that out of me teaching myself how to skateboard?"

"No, just you in general." He took anther bite of his hamburger. "So, anytime I should have you home by?"

I shook my head, putting down the spaghetti when my mind thought of John telling me I'm supposed to be in by 10. "No, my moms kind of lenient. Just as long as I get home."

He nodded, "Alright." He looked at his watch. "We got time. I'd say I'll have you in by at least 10."

I shook my head, "No. Earlier or later but not 10." I took a sip of my soda.

"Why?"

"Just because. Now, tell me more about your family." My attempt to change the subject was so obvious. But thankfully David was too excited to talk about himself.

He ate a fry, "Well, my mom is a real nice lady. My dad is a worker. He works at one of the things on Wall Street. Broker or whatever. My mom is a stay at home mom. My brother..." He sighed, stopping everything he did and his eyes flickered, as of now he was looking through me instead of at me. "He sort of moved out. We don't talk often."

"Why is that? If you don't mind me asking..." I asked softly.

He shrugged, "My brother... He's a little, messed up." He chuckled nervously. "Been in and out of rehab. I, uh... I'm not sure if you want to hear all the depressing details."

I reached across the table and grabbed his hand. "Hey, you don't know depressing until you've read my autobiography. Go ahead and tell."

He looked at my hand and nodded, "Don't say I didn't warn you." He wiped his mouth. "My brother and I were like closer than brothers. He would always fight my bullies. But as soon as he got to high school, suddenly he started to turn real mean. He was the bully. He would fight my mom and dad all the time and I'd be so annoyed I'd lock myself in my room and never come out. He would leave home for days. We'd always have the police bringing him home and my dad would always wave his finger in his face and say 'Think about my image!'"

"That's kind of selfish..."

"Yeah... Well, I understood. That's why I am the way I am now. I lay low. My brother is in rehab trying to get clean. But I'm pretty sure he'll bullshit his way through this one too." He took another fry. "You know, girls don't really like hearing this kind of thing. Why do you?"

I sighed, "I don't like hearing it. But I don't mind hearing it. It's nice to know someone like you has shit too. I thought your parents would just give you everything you wanted." I shrugged, "My fault."

He snorted, "You wouldn't be wrong..." He rubbed his hands together. "What about you? Got any siblings?"

"No. Ian is like a brother though." I miss him more everyday. I haven't talked to him in a while.

David nodded, "What about your mom?"

"What about her?"

"How's your...relationship?"

What are you? A therapist? "Well, it's weird. Mostly we're fighting about her boyfriend but when he fucks up we get closer."

"You don't like her boyfriend?"

"No."

"Why not?"

Let me count the reasons... "Too many reasons why. But I'll summarize it for you so you won't feel pity for me. He's a bad guy. He's done bad things. And he thinks that just because he's a guy, he not only owns my mom, but owns me."

David scoffed, "What a dick... Does he treat you guys well?"

"You're crossing dangerous territory." I said with a small smile. "Once you enter there ain't turning back."

"I'll take my chances." He smirked.

I cleared my throat, my cheeks burning now. "He doesn't. In fact, he's horrible. I'm okay, I don't put up with his bullshit that's why he doesn't bother me as much as he did. But my mom..." I sighed heavily. "She's in it deep."

"Oh yeah?"

I nodded, "Five years deep."

He hissed.

"Yeah, but I've got friend that will help me if he ever crosses the line." I lie. I would never drag anyone into this mess but I want to make it seem like I have gangster friends that would kick anyone's ass of I got hurt.

David leaned in, "Friends?"

"Yeah. Let's just keep it like that..." I joked.

Just then my back pocket began to buzz, I took it out to see if it was April, but to my surprise it was Raphael... How strange...

David saw my smile and immediately looked down to see my phone. "Oh hey, I thought you didn't have a phone..."

"Oh..." Shit. "This isn't mine. It's my moms. She gave it to me for tonight." I lied quickly. Granted, terrible lie. But it's the best I could do right now.

"Oh..." If I told him it was my mothers I knew he wouldn't ask for my number. I couldn't give it to him anyways. I really have to convince Donnie to let us talk to other people and not just ourselves.

"Yeah... It's just my aunt letting asking me how the date is going."

David smiled, "Everything good."

"Yeah... Everything's good."

I texted him back quickly so I would seem rude.

'I'll let you know. So far so good. Thanks and don't forget to practice those moves so you won't forget!'

I quickly tucked my phone away and continued to eat. "So, your dad is a broker? That must be cool."

David shrugged, "Not really. He took me there hoping that I'd get into it. But it's just a bunch of people running around yelling out at each other's. They treat the costumers like shit but they still bid. I hated it."

"And you like dance?"

"That's why I join. My dad hated dance. He thinks it's going to turn me into a fag or something. Little did I know, it was probably the best decision of my life. I love it."

I smiled warmly, "That's great. I'm glad you're finding something that you love." By the way, being gay doesn't mean you dance but- whatever...

"What about you? Why do you dance?"

I shrugged, "My dad loved to dance. Ian taught me little bit. Basically my dads side of the family is nothing but talented people. My dad and Ian can sing. My dad can dance. Ian plays instruments which he learned from my grandpa."

"Wow. Your mom?"

"Can't even cook."

He laughed, "Can you?"

"Sadly, I inherited that from her."

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