Okay, this update is pretty fast…considering I haven't gone back to school yet. lol! I go back tomorrow, ew...I didn't miss school one bit! Anyways…have a happy reading…
Disclaimer: Depressing things! I hate having to type these things! Oh well…I don't Hannah Montana blah blah blah.
LILLY'S POV
"Wait…so you really have to leave on tour?" I asked, Miley, again. She was just going to leave me. I know, she hasn't been around much, but still. I was over Miley's house helping her pack for her tour.
"Yes, Lilly. I'm sorry, but I really have to. I'll be back in town with the tour in a week. Can you wait till then?" Miley said. I looked at her. If I was alive in a week then I guess that I could go to her concert. My beatings have been getting worse and worse. I thought he was going to snap my wrist into two last night.
"I guess so, but in a week, Lola will be at your concert," I said. Miley nodded. I smiled, and helped her pack up some of her Hannah things. Miley was going to the studio, and then into her tour bus. It was to make things less suspicious.
"Okay…will Mike Stanley the Third be there too?" Miley asked. I knew what question was coming up next.
"Yeah…" I said. I looked at the anything besides Miley, and placed a pair of gold heels into one of her bags.
"Okay…will you two be telling the fans about Mikola?" Miley questioned me. I knew that she was going to ask me this. I blushed.
"I don't know, maybe, I have to ask Oliver about it," I said. That seemed like a good answer; maybe Miley would just drop it.
"Okay, but before you two do…or don't, tell me," Miley said. I nodded, and smiled. I placed two big purses into her suitcase.
"I will, promise," I said, and looked at the clock, and I just realized that I needed to leave now. My mother, and Kyle, were very precise with the time I needed to be home by.
"Lilly, do you needa leave?" Miley asked. I nodded, and hugged my friend. I looked out the window as I left her room, and saw black clouds. It was going to rain soon.
"Bye, Miles. I promise that I'll keep in touch," I said as I ran out of her room, and down the stairs. I grabbed my skateboard, and rushed off to my house. I reached my porch, out of breath. I placed my skateboard down, and I opened the front door. Nobody was around. I remember that my mom had taken Sophie to see some random movie. Rose was out with her boyfriend. That left me and Kyle at home, but I didn't see him anywhere. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I took it out, and opened it.
OLIVER'S POV
"Hey Ollie," I heard Lilly's sweet voice chime over the phone. I smiled, her voice made my heart melt. I had called her, only because I knew she was on her way home, and I figured that she would be bored.
"Hey Lilz," I said. I heard her giggle. That made me smile. I flopped on my bed.
"What's up?" Lilly asked me. My mom walked into my room.
"Honey, do you have any dirty laundry?" She asked me, delightfully. I shook my head no, and she left.
"Nothing much, I was just bored, and I figured why not call up my girlfriend," I said. Saying girlfriend to Lilly made my stomach flutter. I have never called her this. She was Lilly, my best friend, or Lilly, the girl that I'm going out with.
"Okay…calling up your girlfriend was a good idea because I am bored to death…in my own house," Lilly complained. She seemed happier now-a-days. Even, with her abusive stepfather, she seemed happy.
"Why?" I asked. She had Rose and Sophie, maybe not too many technology things, but she had siblings to keep her entertained. I had a bunch of high tech things, but no sibling, so I could get bored easily.
"Because my mom took Sophie to see some movie, that she had been dieing to see. Rose had a date with her boyfriend, and Kyle is…actually, I don't know where he is," Lilly said.
"I'm right here," I heard a slurred voice say in the background. I think Lilly just found Kyle.
"Oh…hi Kyle. Good to see you, I'll be in my room," Lilly said, cheerily. I think she just left the room that she was in. I think that she left Kyle in the room, alone.
"Lilly, are you gonna be okay, alone with him? Do you want me to come over?" I asked Lilly, purely concerned. I didn't want to see Lilly sad and beat up anymore. She had been enough with her life. She had already watched her dad lose a battle with cancer, her little brother drown in the ocean, and now she had a horrible stepfather.
"No, Oliver I'm fine. Kyle looks drunk, and I think that he'll pass out in a few minutes," Lilly said, sounding worried. I sighed. I started to pace around my room.
"Okay, but if you need me just call, and I'll be over faster than you can say my name," I said. It was true; I could be over there pretty fast.
"Oliver, Kyle's coming. I have to go, I'll call you up later," Lilly said, and hung up. Now, all I could do was sit here, and wait for her to call back. Maybe, I could just go over there. I looked out my window, it started to rain…scratch that, it started to POUR.
"Oliver, sweetie, can you come down stairs?" My mom asked from downstairs. I rolled my eyes, and walked to my door.
"Yeah, yeah," I said, and walked down the hall to the stairs. I got to the bottom, and looked at my parents. They looked at me like they were disappointed.
"Oliver, you and Lilly are getting pretty close, right?" My mom asked. I guess you could call it that.
"Um...sure. Why?" I said. I was nervous. Since, when did my parents care about anything I did with my friends, or girlfriend in this case.
"Just because we don't want you to have any children without thinking this through," My mom said. My jaw dropped open. Kids...hm, maybe when I'm slightly older.
"MOM! I wouldn't...GOD! Maybe when I'm older," I yelled. My mom frowned, and my dad had an unreadable expression on his face. It kind of looked like disappointment. What did I do wrong this time? Did he want me to have kids, when I wasn't married? Or maybe, he was mad because I wouldn't listen to them talke about 'safe sex'.
"Oliver, calm down," My dad said to me. I immediatly shut up. I was fed up with this.
"Okay, I'll be in my room," I said, and started to ascend the stairs. I opened my bedroom door, and saw a shivering thing on my bed.
"OLIVER! Thank god you're here!" Lilly yelled. She ran over and hugged me. She was drenched. I know that her being in my room right now, wasn't going to help my parents believe.
"Okay, Lilly. Are you okay? What happened?" I asked. Lilly must have snuck in, through my window. I rubbed her back, and flicked on my light.
"Kyle's what happened," Lilly muttered. She let go of me, and made her way to my bed and under my blankets. I looked at her. She must have been freezing. I went over to my closet and took out a white and red striped polo. I threw it to her.
"Put it on," I commanded. I rummaged through my closet for some sort of shorts. I found my old basketball short. I threw them behind me. I stayed facing my closet, my face flushed.
"I'm decent," Lilly announced. I turned around, and saw her wet clothes in a pile against the wall. She was in the clothes I had given her. She ran over to me and hugged me.
"Now, what happened with Kyle," I said as Lilly released me. She walked over to my bed, and sat on it. I sat next to her, and draped my arm over he shoulder.
"Well…he was all drunk, and he started to…" Lilly started to say, but started to cry before she told me what he really did. I pulled her close to me, and she pulled her knees up to her chest.
"Lilz…what did he do?" I asked, timidly. She buried her head in her hands. I put my arms around her, and hugged her tightly.
"Well…he didn't do anything, but he tried," Lilly said picking her head up, but only to put it on my shoulder. She continued to cry. I picked her up, and placed me in her lap; like we used to sit on Santa's lap, when we were younger.
"What did he try to do, Lilz?" I asked, out of pure concern. I wasn't trying to make her suffer. I never liked to see Lilly cry; I never had.
"He tried to…r-" Lilly started and got cut off by her many sobs. She sniffled, sobbed, and cried. I just held her tightly, and never wanted to let go.
"Lilz…please tell me," I pleaded. If it was bad enough for her to cry like this; I have never seen Lilly cry this hard…EVER! She took a deep breath.
"Okay, he tried to rape me, but I ran over here. I was so scared Oliver," Lilly said, gripping the front of my shirt. Then, she broke down again.
"Shh…Lilly, it's gonna be okay," I said, despite the rage filling my body. I just wanted to kill him. I rubbed Lilly's back.
"Ol…i…ver…I don't…think it…will be…okay," Lilly managed to get out between her sobs. I just hugged her tighter. She buried her head into my chest. I heard my door creak open, but I really didn't want to move away from Lilly.
"Honey, oh hello Lilly dearie. are you okay," I heard my mom say as she walked through my room. Both Lilly and I looked up at her.
"MOM! Have you heard of knocking? Does she look okay? Mom, I need my space!" I yelled at my mom. I just lost it. My rage towards Kyle just exploded. My mom was taken aback. Lilly looked frightened.
"I'm sorry; honey, but I heard sobs. I wanted to make sure you were okay," My mom said before leaving. She shut the door. I remembered our conversation before I knew Lilly was here.
"Lilly, I have a question," I said, in a very serious tone. I wasn't fooling around here. Maybe, Kyle had something to do with this.
"What Ollie?" Lilly said, getting a grip. She wasn't crying, but she still had tears in her eyes. I patted my lap. Lilly smiled between her tears, and crawled over. She sat on my lap, and I cradled her.
"Did your stepdad do this to you before?" I asked. Lilly looked at me, with her smoky cobalt eyes, and then blinked away tears. She intertwined her fingers with mine.
"Nope. If he had, I woulda told you. I need you Ollie. I think without you, I woulda…committed suicide by now," Lilly said. Her tears were gone. 'I need you Ollie…'kept replaying in my head. That little line, just made my day…now wait, week. Yup, her just saying that just made my week, amazing.
"Lil, you're not allowed to commit suicide," I said, firmly. She wasn't allowed to die now; she was too young, and if she did, I'd be crushed.
"I won't, don't worry Ollie Pop," Lilly said, and then giggled. She kissed my cheek. She was in a better mood than she had been on all week.
"Okay, Lilz…I think I might…maybe, falling…in love with you," I said. She rolled off my lap, and sat next to me. I draped my arm over her. She was looking into my chocolate eyes. I looked into her smoky cobalt ones. She opened her mouth, as if she was going to say something; then she shut it. A smile erupted on her face.
"I know I have fallen in love with you," Lilly said. I kissed her sweet lips, and we didn't part until we both needed air. Soon, we separated, and Lilly had ended up on top of me. She looked content there, and I didn't mind.
LILLY'S POV
I had rested my head on his chest, and I could hear his heartbeat. It was beating in time with mine.
And that's a wrap. I know I said that the last chapter was long, but this one topped it. This chapter was…I guess, okay. The whole rape idea came from koolaid.makes.me.like.whoa. So, I think she actually meant it like Lilly ACTUALLY gets raped, but I was leaving my options open for other chapters. So…how did you like it? Good, bad, okay, boring, too long…leave your thoughts in a review!
Last night, I just got a brillant (okay, maybe not, but I thought so) idea for a new chapter story! I am currently trying to type up the first chapter, and I will post it here ASAP! I'll be updating both of the stories, so I'm not going to quit on this one!
