Oliver and Lily walked in silence for what seemed like several minutes. Oliver finally broke the silence.

"Lily?" he asked.

"Hmm?" Lily was concentrating on the flowers boarding the tall oak tree ahead of them.

"Are we ok?" he asked.

Lily turned her head to look at him. "Huh?" she asked.

"About earlier today. I just want to tell you, me and Miley do care about you. If there is anything you need to tell us, we are here for you." He told her.

Lily nodded. "I know, Im sorry, Oliver. I guess I was just in a bad mood."

Oliver grinned. "Its ok, Lils."

Lily silently opened her front door and let Oliver in. She led him into the living room.

No one was there. Lily jumped for joy inside.

"So how about we work on the homework?" Oliver said. Lily nodded and the two began to work, Oliver helping Lily with every problem.

But Lily was having a hard time concentrating.

Where was her mother? Why wasn't she home? The cars here. And she was starving. Secretly, she hasn't eaten in two days. Her mother didn't feed her last night, and if she did, Lily knew she wouldn't eat it.

After about 10 minutes, Lily and Oliver heard a big bang from upstairs.

Oliver got up quickly but lily stopped him.

"Stay here." She called over her shoulder, and she was running up the stairs.

Her beating rapidly, Lily opened the door to her mothers' room.

There she was, on the bed. The night stand was tipped over, and the alcohol was spilled. She must have reached for it and knocked it over.

"Mom?" lily called.

No answer.

"Mom?" she called again.

No answer.

"Mom answer me!" she called.

She ran over and started shaking her.

"Mom! Wake up. Are you ok." She was saying.

No Answer.

"Mom!"

There was a soft groan and her mom rolled over to the other side.

Sighing, Lily picked up the night stand and went back down stairs.

"Is everything alright?" Oliver asked.

"Yes." Lily mumbled.

She picked up her math book and they began working again.

A couple minutes later the door opened, revealing Mr. Truscott.

Lily jumped up and ran to hug her dad.

"Dad! Your home. I missed you. Everything so…moms so..."Lily began.

Her father gave her a hug and stroked her hair. "I know, Lily I know. I'm here now"

They continued hugging until Mr. Truscott noticed Oliver.

"Oh Oliver didn't see you there."

Oliver waved. "Hey Mr. T. How's it going?"

"Good, thanks. I assume your staying for dinner?" he asked.

Lily but in. "Um no hes leaving soon." Lily said.

"Nonsense. He can stay." Mr. T said.

Lily gave him a look and Oliver smiled, agreeing.

'Oh no.' Lily thought.

"Lily, you barely touched your dinner."

"Im not hungry." Lily said.

"And you look so skinny." Mr. Truscott turned to Mrs. Truscott. "Have you been feeding her?" he asked.

"Of course I have!" she said.

"It doesn't look like it." He said.

"You've just been gone long; you don't remember what your own daughter looks like."

She said.

"Excuse me. I know my daughter, and she looks sick." He said.

"Fine. How about we ask her. Lily, what did you eat today?"

Lily looked down, all eyes were on her. Oliver was looking at her, he knew she didn't eat anything.

"Umm." She said.

"See. She didn't eat anything. God, Marie I was gone for two months and you cant even keep everything in order?" Mr. Truscott raised his voice.

"Well if you weren't gone, everything would be fine." She said.

"If you can't handle everything by yourself, just talk to me, you don't have to take your anger out on alcohol." He said.

Lily felt the tears come. Know he knew; now everyone would hate her. She'd be the daughter of an alcoholic. She couldn't sit there. She needed to do something. She got up, and ran out the door. She didn't know where she was going. She had to leave.