A.N. Here is the next chapter to the story. I love you guys!
Disclaimer: Again, don't own any of the characters
The Sound of a Breaking Heart
A rush of cold blew over her body and Lilly woke up shivering. The air conditioner had turned itself on in the middle of the night and was blowing down on her naked body. Gathering up the sheets to better cover her exposed form Lilly Truscott turned her head to the side and smiled as she saw the messy brown hair of her lover peeking out from under the covers. Lilly moved to get out of bed quietly when Oliver moaned softly and turned to face her, still asleep, and pulled her close. She froze for a few moments before relaxing and sighing at the light sound of Oliver's breath. Her mother had called during Lilly's heated make-out session with Oliver and told her that she was called on an emergency business trip and that she wouldn't be home for several days. The perfect invitation for Lilly and Oliver to do what they were planning on doing anyway but without the rushed feelings.
Lilly blushed as well and smiled when she thought of how Oliver and she had made love many times the other night. It wasn't that she was embarrassed by having sex but just a few months before she had been a virgin and now she was having sex multiple times in one night. Granted she never felt like slut because she had only had sex with Oliver. Lilly snuggled into Oliver's chest and her stomach fluttered when she felt his warm breath on her neck. It seemed amazing, to her, that even after being with him for so long and going all the way with this boy she still got fluttery feelings by such simple things. Before long Lilly had fallen back asleep just as Oliver was waking up.
Oliver looked down at the beautiful and amazing woman in his arms and couldn't help but beam from ear to ear. He savored remembering how he had taken her multiple times the night before and thought the drained feeling he was experiencing now was completely worth it. Oliver watched as Lilly's barely covered chest rose and fell softly and he kissed her cheek gently. Lilly's eyes fluttered open at the light kiss and she sat up. The ice blue sheet slid off of her body and she quickly ran to cover up again with a deep crimson blush painted onto her face. Oliver chuckled slightly but gentlemanly turned his head away from his girlfriend as she dressed.
About an hour later Oliver was sitting in the kitchen with a bowl of cereal as Lilly came out in a blue cami and mini mini dark jean shorts with a white towel which was busy drying off her wet golden locks.
"Hey, Ollie-Pop" Lilly greeted his with a smile and a kiss on the cheek. Oliver smiled but not just because he saw his girlfriend but because it seemed that she had had a change of heart about his situation and was accepting. He hated watching her heartbroken. Little did Oliver know the reason Lilly was acting so strangely normal was because she had actually forgotten about the cancer. In the midst of all the passion Lilly had completely forgotten that her boyfriend was dying. That is until Oliver decided to bring it casually up.
"So, Lilly-Pop…" Oliver started while shoveling another spoonful of Cheerios into his hungry mouth.
"Yeah?" Lilly asked and poured herself a bowl of Fruit Loops and milk. She picked up the spoon and lazily stirred the mixture until the colors had bled into the milk while staring into Oliver's eyes.
"I don't think I'll be able to make it to Rico's tomorrow; I have a doctor's appointment. Could you tell him for me?" Oliver inquired and scraped the sides of his cereal bowl. Lilly suddenly froze with the spoon half-way up to her mouth and slowly poured the spoonful back into the bowl. Oliver quickly looked up and saw the little "happy lights" blink out of her eyes. He suddenly realized his major mistake in why she had her old attitude back when Lilly absentmindedly grabbed the box of Fruit Loops and poured the entire contents of her bowl (milk included) back into the box.
"Lilly!" Oliver exclaimed and gestured to her actions when her brow furrowed in confusion.
"Oh, oops" said Lilly in monotone before tossing the box of cereal into the trash can and sitting back down with her head in her hands.
"You forgot, didn't you?" Oliver finally whispered after the prolonged awkward silence between the two. Lilly nodded and the air became thick with silence again. "Lilly, you can't just avoid this but you can't let it affect every part of your life either."
"Well, what if….what if I…I…" Lilly trailed off from her starting strong statement, leaned back, and looked at her flip-flop clad feet.
"What if you what?" pressed Oliver, who also leaned back in his chair. Leaning back seemed to be the universal attempt on a comfortable setting. It wasn't working.
"Nothing, it's dumb."
"Lilly, I want to kn-"
"No! Oliver, I said no now just leave it. It's stupid." Lilly snapped before sighing and turning her head to face the door. Another long silence followed where Oliver got up, got dressed, and turned to leave. Just as he was about to grab the door handle a voice croaked out suddenly that made him jump away. He spun around and was met with the soft tender lips of his girlfriend capturing his own in a kiss. The kiss only lasted a few seconds before Lilly pulled away and looked up at him. This time tears weren't swimming in her eyes although he could see a great amount of sorrow.
"Oliver, don't leave." Lilly breathed out in a soft as air whisper. Oliver felt the words on the bare skin of his neck more then actually heard them but wrapped his arms around Lilly anyway and hugged her.
"Lilly, I love you." Lilly smiled at Oliver's statement and hugged him tighter.
"I know, you doughnut." The couple laughed and hugged again before Oliver finally did have to leave.
"Lilly, I can't just leave Buster alone all night and then not feed him all day the next day. I'll come visit later. I swear." Oliver explained to his clinging girlfriend who released him but stuck out her lower bottom lip. He chuckled and kissed her quickly before leaving the house to feed his dog.
Lilly smiled after Oliver before shutting the curtains and running back up to her room. Oliver and her had made quite a mess on the sheets last night not to mention the knocked over bookshelf and overall disheveled look of the place. She stripped the sheets and threw them in the washer before cleaning her room. The room would most likely get messy again from Lilly's terrible habit of being a complete and total slob when it came to her room but it was looking good from what she could see. Lilly reached over to her iPod and turned it on shuffle while she straitened up under her bed. Two bags of trash, the entire Lady Gaga CD, and "Man in the Mirror" later Lilly's room looked decent enough to be the room of Amber and Ashley minus the pink. Her walls were painted a brilliant orange while all of her furniture was either spray painted black (the bookshelf, her dresser, and her desk) or an amazing ice blue (bed, bean bags, and swivel chairs).
Content with the final product, Lilly went into the kitchen for a bite to eat. Oliver's condition was still weighing heavily on her mind and almost as soon as she had gotten all the supplies out to make a PB&J she started putting it all away again. Lilly's appetite immediately plummeted when she thought of what her boyfriend was doing right then and flopped down onto the couch. There were no more tears left in her to go hysterically crying again but Lilly almost wished to cry rather then to think about his situation. Nothing pained her more then Oliver's pain. She wondered how it would feel to know you're dying and not be able to do anything about it. Lilly's breathing quickened and she gripped the side of the couch as a wave of dizziness came over her. The feeling that she was about to throw up bubbled in her stomach and she tried to swallow down the bile rising in her throat.
The smell of smoke snapped her momentarily out of her world of sick and Lilly's brow furrowed in concentration. Where is that coming from? Lilly asked herself before finally getting up off of the couch and searching for the source of the smell. The dizziness was slowing her down but Lilly was at least rid of the nausea, for now. Every step she took toward the laundry room the smell got stronger until she was no longer able to take it.
Holding her nose, Lilly kicked open the laundry room door and coughed as a rush of grayish smoke came bustling out. After a severe coughing fit Lilly did the first thing that would have come to most people's minds: she screamed. Some time after screaming herself horse Lilly did the logical thing to do and called 911. Within minutes of her call there were police cars and fire trucks surrounding her house and the fire had spread to the bathroom and living room but leaving her own room alone. By this time Lilly had been smart enough to go outside on the sidewalk and call Oliver. Lilly had already thrown up three times in a little ditch she found near where she was standing and was now sitting on the ground shaking so much that she couldn't stand up. The paramedics arrived just as Oliver pulled into the driveway. She was loaded into the truck and shipped to the hospital with Oliver by her side.
"Babe, what happened?" Oliver asked worriedly for the fifteenth time that day. Lilly still had not stopped trembling and every time she tried to answer him her teeth chattered too hard to speak. The fire fighters had called to tell her that her house had been cured from the fire and it had suffered minimal damage. Usually Lilly would be content with this and only be a bit shaken up by the experience but all that was going through her mind at the moment was I almost died, I almost died, I almost died and it freaked her out immensely. The biggest weight on her mind was if Oliver felt this way every day. But here he was, worrying about her. Oliver really was an amazing boyfriend.
"Lilly, I…I'll be right back, okay? I need to talk to some people and sign some papers." Lilly nodded as much as she could and within moments drifted off into a troubled and dreamless sleep.
When Lilly woke up the air was filled with screams and the sound of metal rolling across the floor. Her heart raced and she shot up out of bed, ignoring the immediate dizziness that overcame her. Peering through the window on her door Lilly paled and stood frozen and staring at the sight before her. In the middle of the white hallway was a grate that had fallen off of the ceiling. Not a big deal, right? Except that the grate was a one hundred and fifty pound grate and it had fallen on top of an innocent passerby. The innocent passerby that just happened to have dark brown hair and a faded blue tee shirt and just happened to be named Oliver Oken.
A.N. CLIFFHANGER! I'm so sorry for not posting yesterday. I forgot it was my brother's birthday party. I'm going to see Toy Story 3 today! Hahahaha so I'll try to get another chapter up within the next two to three days.