AN: This is a Liley story. Don't like, don't read. Rated M for safety.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or its characters. Story originally by Sophi20.
Chapter 3
"Lilly," Miley breathed, voice all raspy, giving a little moan while grinding against Lilly and kissing her neck.
"Miles, please don't stop, but you have to be quiet. Molly is next door," Lilly said as she moved her hips against the younger girl.
"Oh, Ms. Truscott," Miley panted.
"Miley!!"
Startled upright, Lilly sat on her bed, sweating from the dream.
"Oh, God, what in the world is wrong with me?" she mumbled to herself. Ever since that day in the bathroom, she couldn't stop thinking about that girl.
"I need to take a shower," she told herself, trying to shake her thoughts. With that, she got up, put on her slippers, picked out some panties and a bra, and grabbed her bathrobe. She ran a warm bath, adding some scented bubble bath. Once the water was ready, she took off her night gown and her very wet panties. She blushed a little when she saw just how wet they were. Washing them up in the sink, she hung them on one of the bathroom hooks near the door.
Once she got in and started to relax a little, she closed her eyes. But as soon as she did so, the images of the past nights flooded in like a tidal wave. She clenched her legs to try to stop the feelings that were brewing inside of her, but she soon knew that she could not fight it. Finally giving in, her right hand traveled south. She slowly began to pleasure herself, but almost as soon as she began, there was a soft knock on her bathroom door. Lilly heard a muffled, "Mommy ar you in thear?"
"Yes honey. Mommy will be right out." She sighed, taking her hand away from where it was, and focused on finishing her bath quickly, much to her dismay.
She got out, dried herself, and put on her undergarments and her bathrobe. She drained the bathtub and opened the door, only to see her little girl curled up in a fetal position on her bed. She ran her right hand through Molly's brown hair. "Sweetie, what's the matter?" she asked with concern.
"My tummy hurts, momma."
"Oh, okay. Come with mommy," she said as she opened her arms, letting the little girl latch onto her. She picked her up and lay down on the bed, making herself comfortable. Placing her baby on top of her, Lilly continued to run one hand through her hair, while the other did circles on the little toddler's back in a soothing motion. She hummed a little lullaby, trying to get Molly to rest some more. After all, it was only three in the morning.
Soon the little girl was sleeping, holding on to her mother. Lilly smiled, happy that her baby was resting, but still a little disappointed that she couldn't finish what she wanted. But her daughter always came first, no matter what. That was even true when Oliver and she wanted to be intimate. How I miss you Ollie. Perhaps with you around, I would not be having these feelings and thoughts about Miley.
She decided to get a little bit more sleep. She wouldn't go to school if Molly was still feeling sick when they got up.
No sooner then she thought that, Molly got up and said she had to throw up. Lilly quickly took her to the bathroom, and throw up she did. "Mommy!" Molly bawled, crying from feeling so sick.
"Shh. There, there baby. Mommy is here, you'll feel better soon,'' Lilly comforted, trying to keep calm. But on the inside, she was a wreck. This would be the first time Molly was sick without having Oliver to at least talk to. Molly kept throwing up until there was nothing left in her stomach. Lilly washed her mouth and face, then took her to her bed. She lay her down, leaving Molly by herself so she could go get a sprite.
When she came back, Lilly gave her some with a straw, telling her to drink it slowly. Molly did the best she could, but all she wanted was for her mommy to hold her.
"Mommy, I feel bad," Molly whimpered between sobs, her little body shaking with each one.
"I know baby. When you feel a little bit better, I'll take you to the doctor to check on you. Okay darling?"
Molly nodded and kept on crying softly, holding on to her mother for dear life.
When eight am came, Lilly called and made an appointment with a Pediatrician close to where they lived. The appointment was for nine-thirty, so she had to get Molly ready as soon as possible. She dressed Molly in a cotton dress that had white and navy blue stripes, and a little navy blue bow right above the chest area. She left Molly's hair loose so she would not get a headache, but she did put on her two little pearl earrings. Once they were ready, she took her baby bag and went to her car. Opening the back door, she placed Molly in her car seat. Then she got in the driver's seat, placing the bag next to her on the passenger side, and headed off to the doctor's office.
When she got to the doctor's office, she filled out the necessary paper work and waited their turn. Molly started feeling warm, so she told the nurse at the desk. The nurse told the doctor and they took her back to take her weight, measurements, and vitals. As it turns out, she had 100.5 degree temperature, close to having a really bad fever. They gave her children's Tylenol right there to keep it from getting worse.
Then they went to the cubicle to wait for the doctor.
"Molly, honey, how are you feeling?" Lilly asked, even though she already knew the answer.
But Molly did not respond, instead she just kept her eyes closed. Lilly started to bounce her a little in her arms, her worry getting the best of her.
Shortly the doctor came in.
"Molly Aileen Oaken?"
"Yes Doctor."
"Are you mom?"
"Yes," Lilly replied.
"Well, what seems to be the problem?" he asked.
"Early this morning she woke up with a bad stomach ache, and then she threw up non-stop until she had nothing left. They said her temperature was 100.5 degrees."
"I see. Could you please put her up there?" He pointed to the paper covered examining table.
Lilly did as she was told, causing Molly to open her eyes briefly.
The doctor checked her breathing, heartbeat, reflexes, throat, eyes, and ears.
"Well, she has a really bad ear infection and a little bit of asthma."
"Okay. What do I need to get her?"
"I'll write a prescription for you. Give her three drops of this inside her ear, twice a day, once in the morning and once at night. For the asthma, give her Albuterol and Saline with this respiratory therapy that I'm prescribing. If you go to the store next door, they'll give you the mask for her, as well as the machine. First give her the Saline, then the Albuterol. She may become hyperactive from the albuterol, so don't worry too much. Also, her heart might beat faster because of it."
"Okay. Thank you Doctor…?" Lilly said as she picked up Molly, shaking the doctor's hand.
"Oh, right. I'm Doctor Sheppard."
"Thank you Dr. Sheppard."
"No problem. My secretary will give you my number and I'll also tell her to give you my cell, just in case. If she gets worse, don't hesitate to call me at any time."
With that, he opened the door for her and she left. She paid the deductible and took the card with the doctor's contact information. Walking to the medical supply store next door, she bought the necessary equipment for Molly. It only cost her $85.95, since Oliver had left her and Molly with good health insurance. She picked up the rest of the medication at CVS, then they went back home and she called the school. After explaining why she was not able to be there, and also apologizing for not calling earlier, Lilly thanked the Principal for understanding. She only encouraged Lilly to get a cell phone so they could avoid having the same problem in the future. With that issue resolved, Lilly spent the rest of the day caring for her sick daughter.
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Soon morning came and Lilly made breakfast for her and Molly. The little girl ate the best she could, which was not much, just like the day before. Lilly decided she would take Molly to school with her, but first she stopped by to ask permission from the Principal.
The Principal, having a two-year-old and a four-year-old at home herself, told Lilly it was fine.
"Thank you so much Principal Gilbert."
"No problem Lilly. I would not permit this if I did not know the situation, besides which I prefer children to be close to their mother when they're sick. I have brought my own little ones from time to time when they were ill." Bending down a little to look at Molly, she spoke to the girl in a soothing voice, very different from the authoritative voice she uses daily. "I hope you feel better soon pumpkin."
Molly smiled weakly and buried her face in the crook of Lilly's neck.
"Well, I better head to my class room," Lilly said, still very thankful to Principal Gilbert.
"Lilly."
'Yes?"
"Please call me Susan."
"Are you sure? I mean, won't that be disrespectful considering you're my boss?"
"It's fine, really. We shouldn't let any of the students hear it, of course, but when it's just us, it's fine."
"Okay, you're the boss," Lilly said with a small smile.
With that Lilly left the office and headed to her classroom. She made up a playpen for Molly next to her desk.
Shortly, the bell for the first period rang. Miley and Jake were arguing about something when they came in the class room. Lilly looked at them sternly and said, "Keep it down you two. My baby is sleeping and she is very sick, so keep quiet or I'll kick you both out of my classroom." She kept her voice low, unwilling to disturb her daughter. No matter how attracted she may be to Miley, or how concerned she may be for the girl, her daughter always came first.
Miley and Jake both gulped, neither one having seen this side of their teacher before. She looked furious.
Miley sat at one table, Jake at another. Just then, Mikayla showed up along with everyone else. Mikayla sat down next to Jake and kissed his cheek. Miley looked at her with disgust. Sarah took the unoccupied seat by Miley.
Once Lilly was done covering Molly with her blanket, she turned to address the class.
"Okay. Today we have a little visitor in the class room. My daughter, Molly, is really sick, which is why I was not present yesterday. Since this is free Friday, you may do what you wish, so as long you don't make too much noise." With that she sat at her desk and lowered her head to her arms. She stayed like that for a little while to rest, since she did not get any sleep last night. This time, though, it wasn't thoughts of Miley that kept her up.
Miley just sat there acting all grumpy towards Mikayla and Jake.
"So Jake, tell me how much more you like me than Miley," Mikayla said in a low voice, but high enough that Miley could still hear her.
"Well, Mik, you sure do know how to give a good BJ, something that Miley would never even try to do. Oh wait, she was just bad at it," he said, laughing.
Miley had had enough so she got up and slapped Jake across the face. Pointing at him, she exclaimed, "Listen you pig, she may give good BJs, but I guarantee you that I would have done it better. And I would have loved you. But now I see you are a worthless piece of dirt." Waking up, Molly started crying, scared from all the commotion. Lilly picked her up and tried to calm her down.
"Shh Molly. It's ok, Mommy is here baby," she whispered, kissing Molly's forehead.
When Miley heard Molly crying, the blood drained from her face. She felt horrible for waking the girl up.
"Oh Ms. Truscott, I am so sorry I woke her up," she said, cautiously approaching the older woman and her child.
"It's ok Miley," she replied, trying not to lose her temper. Lilly sat bouncing her daughter in her arms and swaying from side to side to calm her down. Miley could not stop looking at Lilly with Molly in her arms. She felt a rush go through her body, but she could not quite place what it was.
Molly moved her head and she looked at Miley, staring. "Mommy, who is that lady?" she asked, pointing at Miley.
"Lady?!" Miley repeated with a surprised look.
Lilly laughed a little at that comment. "Well Molly, that Lady isn't really a lady. She is one of my students and her name is Miley."
"Hi Molly," Miley said, smiling at the young girl and waving a little.
"Hi Millie," Molly greeted, pronouncing Miley's name wrong in the process. Miley just smiled at Molly, chuckling a bit at her cuteness.
Lilly took a step closer to Miley and asked her to hold Molly for a second while she took both Jake and Mikayla to the principal's office.
"Miley, you are in charge of the class and of Molly until I come back. But please, Molly is your priority."
"Ok Ms. Truscott. Will do," Miley said, cradling Molly in her arms.
Lilly told the Principal what happened, including that Miley had slapped Jake across the face. The Principal sentenced Mikayla and Jake to three weeks detention, and Miley to one week. Miley was to serve her time in Lilly's classroom, since she did not want a repeat of what just happened. Seeing as detention was two hours long, she felt it was just asking for trouble to put all three students together.
Lilly came back to her classroom and what she saw melted her heart completely. Molly had fallen asleep in Miley's arms, something that Molly would not do with anyone except for herself, Oliver, or Lilly's mom Heather.
Miley looked at the door. "Hey Ms. Truscott. She fell asleep, but I didn't want to wake her up, so I just kept holding her."
"Thanks Miley. I'll just put her in her playpen." She took her daughter and put her down gently. Once she was tucked in, she addressed Miley.
"Miley, I'm sorry to tell you this, but you have one week of detention. You will be serving it with me in this classroom from 2:30 to 4:30."
"That's okay. I figured as much," Miley said while lowering her head.
"Hey, look at me," Lilly said, lifting Miley's chin up so she would look at her.
"Yeah?"
"It's alright, Miley. Everything will be fine. After Jake and Mikayla left the office, I asked the principal not to put it on your permanent record. She agreed as long as you don't fight again, and you fulfill your punishment." She still had her finger underneath Miley's chin and she slowly traced her finger along Miley's left cheek. When she saw what she was doing, Lilly retracted her finger as if she had been burned. Thankfully, there was no one in the classroom besides them. The second period students were on a field trip.
Miley kept staring at Lilly with her cheeks getting a pink tint on them. She felt her body heat up from how close they were, just inches separating them. She was going to hug the other woman but decided against it. Instead she walked over to the playpen and placed a gentle kiss on the top of Molly's head. "Feel better sweetheart," she whispered. Saying goodbye to Lilly, she left the room.
AN: Hope you're all still enjoying the story. I actually have to work tomorrow, but I don't think it will be a full day, so I may still be able to get the next chapter done. Thanks for reading. Review if you feel like it.