This chapter is really short, because I'm kind of in a writer's block, I promise to post again sometime this week though as well. This was really just a filler chapter

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Chapter 8 Falling

Fall: Verb- to drop or descend under the force of gravity, as to a lower place through loss or lack of support.

So she was falling. Falling into the depths of her own depression, into the darkness of her own nightmares. She didn't want to fall, she wanted to stop, to grab on to the nearest edge. But the edges weren't there, they had disappeared. And they were mocking the fact that she couldn't stop.

Oliver.

Oliver.

It was Oliver.

Her Oliver!

What the hell was she thinking? No, no! He was not her Oliver. He was Candace's Oliver.

She felt the heat rise to her cheeks, and the tears well up in her eyes.

What was she supposed to do? She didn't know what to do... that was it. That was it. She had nothing to do, nothing to fix this. But she wasn't gonna hurt Oliver in the process. Before she could even think she ran up the stairs, and disappeared into the sanctuary of her room. She locked the door, and wrapped herself with the blankets.

She never fell asleep, but she laid there for what seemed like forever. In a moment, time seemed to stand still, and Lily breathed in long shallow rapid breaths, watching the seconds tick away on her clock.

Then came the pounding on her door. "Lillian Rose!" She heard her father call. "Open this door, right now! Where were you last night?" His questions were fast, quick, and ferocious. Suddenly he calmed down, "Lillian? Are you okay?"

Lily whimpered into her pillow, before slowly standing up and unlocking the door.

The strong, tall figure made it's way towards her. "Lillian?"

She had always hated when people called her Lillian, but with her dad, right now, it was okay. He wrapped his arms around her in a comforting hug, and kissed the top of her head.

"Where were you last night?" He questioned.

"The beach, Daddy," She whispered quietly.

"What happened, Lily? You've never done anything like that before,"

"I was tired, I accidentally fell asleep. How much trouble am I in?" Her voice shrank, until the point where she was barely audible.

"Well, you certainly in a lot of trouble, but as long as you aren't lying to me-"

"Daddy, I never lie to you!"

"I know, but, this is a big deal, do you know how upset you made your mother?" Her father sat down next to her on the bed.

"Very upset," Lily said in a melancholy voice.

"Oliver's here, and his mom. Do you want me to send him up, you won't have much of a chance to see him after today," Her father stood up.

"No!" She nearly shouted, before returning to the prior subject: "How long am I grounded for?"

Her father narrowed his eyebrows, "Since when do you not want to see Oliver?" Knowing better, he just answered her question. "I'm going to say two weeks, and that includes no skate-boarding-"

"But that's just cruel and unusual!" Lily exclaimed.

"Goodbye Lillian," He replied.

Now what? Lily questioned herself. I'm grounded for two weeks, what could I possibly do for so long?

Then a second thought came to her mind. At least I have an excuse to stay away from Oliver.