A. N. Thanks for all the support! You guys make me feel so good. Hope you enjoy this chapter. Oh and I STILL NEED A BETA.
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The Sound of a Breaking Heart
Lilly's eyes fluttered open slowly and something wet slid down her cheeks. Lifting a hand to her cheeks she brushed the tears aside. Everything came back all at once and Lilly sat up, still not really focusing on where she was. What a terrible dream, the blonde said to herself before getting up off of the floor and sitting on the comfy red couch. Wait, red couch? I don't have a red couch. Oli--, Lilly stopped herself mid-sentence. Oliver had a red couch. She was at Oliver's house. Lilly whipped her head around suddenly only to see her boyfriend lying on the other side of the couch, asleep, with his straightened brown locks hanging lazily in front of closed eyes.
Hot tears once again began leaking out of the corners of her eyes. There was a 99.9 % chance that her dream was real considering the circumstances. As much as Lilly knew it was wrong a strong urge was telling her to run out of his house and never turn back. She loved him too much to watch him die. It was selfish on her part but, as the tears descended down faster, she picked herself up, grabbed her stuff, and, with one last look at Oliver, ran out the door.
The door swung closed with a slam that jolted Oliver awake. Without even opening his eyes Oliver knew what had happened. He had expected Lilly to leave him once he had told her of his condition. Although Oliver had hoped the love of his life would have stayed he had already braved himself for the absolute worst outcome and that's what he got. If anyone had walked in at that moment they would have assumed he was in a deep and peaceful sleep when he was exactly the opposite. Oliver was wide awake and ripped up inside. Tears never came anymore since he had cried himself dry five months ago at the doctor's office.
The Doctor had warned him that it wasn't looking good. Oliver could remember clearly the look in the Doctor's sparkling green eyes: guilt that he couldn't do anything, sorrow for the doomed teen, and the pure pain of knowing that his forty-seven year old self would most likely outlive this eighteen year old. Oliver was ready to die now. Everything that had ever mattered to him was gone. His mother died a month before he was diagnosed with Cancer. Oliver's father had died in the military and now Lilly was gone forever. Although he still had Miley it wasn't even the same between them. Ever since Miley had Jake as a boyfriend she really didn't talk to Oliver much. Everything was aligned for his death and all that was left was for him to lie down in his grave and let everyone else get on with their lives.
A dry sob heaved out of his throat sounding cracked and weak but it was not accompanied with tears. Tears were something that came when the person was sad or mourning but still had life enough to cry. Oliver's physical and mental life had been slowly sapped out of him for two years without him even noticing. Brain Cancer didn't affect him like it affected most people. He didn't show definite symptoms until it was much too late to do anything about his condition.
Oliver felt his eyes begin to droop closed and he let out a sigh as he realized just how easy he got tired these days. Even lying on the couch with his mind racing made him exhausted now-a-days. Oliver then drifted off into a dreamless and uncomfortable sleep thinking of Lillian Truscott.
Lilly, on the other hand, was sitting in her car with her head in her hands and her knees to her chest sobbing her heart out. She hadn't even made it halfway to her house before the tears began to blur her vision and she pulled over onto a deserted road. Strawberry blonde curls fell in her face and Lilly pulled at them in a depressed and frustrated manner as if that would make everything better. Soon small noises tapped at her car like tiny pins being pelted from the air and she knew it had begun raining.
The rain got violent and pounded down on her car as if telling her to start driving or get out. Lilly chose the second option. Something was drawing her outside. Lilly unlocked the door and pushed out of Oliver's second car; she had taken the car to get home. As soon as Lillian put one foot outside of the car she knew that getting out was probably not one of the best choices she had ever made. Her tennis shoes she had left at Oliver's and changed into before leaving made contact with the mud below and sank two inches into the ground.
Within minutes Lilly's hair was plastered to the side of her face, her shoes were at least four inches deep in mud, and the pure rain was mingling with the salty tears on her face. Now it wasn't like one of those movie crying scenes where their make-up miraculously seemed to be all waterproof that day and they make practically no noise. No, Lilly was sobbing with mascara running down her cheeks, lipstick bleeding into her mouth, and snot dripping out of her nose only lessened slightly by the flowing rain. To any passerby that saw her she probably looked like she had just been in a serious chick fight.
A few hours later Lilly's violent sobs had lessened to heaving but silent ones. She closed her tired eyes and leaned back on the hood of the car. Her hangover headache was pounding and all of her crying made her feel totally wasted. The silent sobs racked her body but the tears stopped. With every heave she felt more and more regret for leaving Oliver by himself. She never even found out what kind of Cancer he had. She probably seemed like the worst girlfriend ever but, no matter what she told herself, she knew that she couldn't go back. Not today. If this is what happened just thinking about what was happening to Oliver how would she react when he was actually standing there and wasting away before her very eyes? It wouldn't just kill her but she knew that, if he saw her reaction, it would kill him too.
It was much better for him to think she didn't care. He would hurt for a bit but it would blow over soon and he'd confide in someone else. If he knew how she was taking his news he would be crushed. Images of the time he was sick with chicken pox and couldn't come out to play with her swam through her mind.
She had gone up to his mother and asked if Oliver could come out but his mother had snapped at her that he couldn't and slammed the door closed. The little seven year old Lilly refused to leave and instead sat on their back porch and cried. Oliver could see her out of his window and snuck out of the house. The corners of her mouth twitched upwards as she remembered the little Oliver shimmying down a drain pipe near his window with his eyes squeezed closed and dressed in his spider-man pajamas to come see her. They played the rest of the day until they were caught playing tag in the neighbor's yard. Lilly got chicken pox the next week but, to this day, she knew it was worth it.
Lilly climbed back into the driver's seat of her car and drove home without another thought or word. Pulling into the driveway Lilly ran up to her room and buried her face into a pillow. The life she had begun imagining was one where her and Oliver were happily married with their three kids until the end of time. Now Lilly was lucky if she ever got to kiss him again. One thing Lilly was almost positive of was that she would never give up herself to anyone else. As much as she wanted kids she just couldn't imagine doing it with someone she didn't love and she didn't love anyone but Oliver. Oliver wanted kids too, Lilly reminded herself before bursting into a bought of tears once again.
Lilly fell asleep with tears still glistening on her pale cheeks, Oliver fell asleep thinking of his one and only love. For a single moment the lovers shared something more powerful then love bringing them together through the distance. For a single moment the two experienced true and honest pain.
A.N. Well I hope you guys liked it. I'm sorry it's so short. I almost cried while writing this. Please tell me about my writing by R&Ring!