WHOO!!! Another chapter! I decided to not have Lilly suffer as much, so Ollie's gonna suffer, a little. Have a happy reading…
Disclaimer: Okay, I think that by chapter five…you should understand that I don't own Hannah Montana.
LILLY'S POV
"Bye Miles, I'll see you in a week," I said to my best friend as she climbed into the tour bus. She stopped turned around, and hugged me. We were best friends, and this would be the first time that she was away.
"Yea, but I have my daddy and Jackson. You have Oliver, and your sisters," Miley said, and then she turned around and climbed onto the steps. She made it onto the bus this time. I started to walk home. I was halfway home, and I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I took it out, and flipped it open.
"Hello?" It was my mom's cell number. I kept walking, and passed by Rico's.
"Hey, honey. Where are you?" My mom asked. She sounded panicked. I stopped walking, and sat on one of the chairs. I have never heard her this shook up.
"I was just with Miley, now I'm at Rico's. Mom, what happened?" I asked, again. I saw Oliver coming. I waved to him, and he sat down next to me.
"Hey Lilz," Oliver said. He put his arm around my shoulder, and pulled me into him.
"Just, honey, don't move. I am sending Rose to get you," My mom said, and then she must have hung up. I put my head in the crook of Oliver's neck.
"What happened?" Oliver asked. I was usually happier, even with Kyle. After last weekend, he pretty much stopped beating me. For now, at least.
"My mom sent Rose to get me, and she sounded like panicked. She wouldn't tell me what was going on. She just told me to stay put so Rose could come and get me," I said. Oliver hugged me tightly. It felt good to just be in his arms.
"LILLY! Come on, NOW! We have to go!" Rose started yelling as soon as she saw me. I jumped up, and out of Oliver's arms. Oliver stood up, and draped his arm over my shoulder.
"Where are we going?" I asked, and didn't budge when Rose pulled my arm.
"Just…somewhere. Come on," Rose said, it sounded rushed. Like if I didn't leave now, someone would die…or something like that.
"Rose, just tell her, and she'll happily go," Oliver said. It was true; that boy knew me too well. Rose turned around and faced me. She took in a deep breath, and then sighed.
"To the hospital," Rose said, slowly and calmly. A small smile played on my lip, Kyle was dieing. Okay, maybe not, but a girl can dream. It was probably my mom, or Sophie.
"Why?" I asked as my smile faded. Something bad must have happened to…Sophie. My mom wouldn't insist that I be there for Kyle. She called me, so she was fine. Rose was here, so it was all good.
"Just…mom can tell you at the hospital. Can you just leave now? If Oliver comes will you leave faster?" Rose said. I looked at Oliver, and he smiled. I turned back to Rose.
"So, where's the car?" I asked dragging Oliver to the parking lot. Rose hurried to catch up with us. She unlocked the car with that button thing on her key. The ride to the hospital was uncomfortable and silent. We pulled into the parking lot, and Rose parked the car. Oliver and I got out of the back seat. He grasped my hand, and we walked to the door. Rose led us in because she had a clue of where she was going.
"Lilly! You're here! Rose thank you. Oliver, you decided to come, too," My mom gushed the second she saw us coming. She hugged each of us. I pulled her aside.
"Mom, what's wrong?" I asked, Oliver still had my hand. He was rubbing his thumb on the back of my palm. It felt good to have him to fall back on.
"Sophie, was in a car crash…she lost a lot of blood. They…don't…" My mom started, but by the time she got to her condition she drifted off, and started crying. She must have looked like I did after every Kyle incident. Rose come over, and hugged my mom. She gladly accepted.
"She's gonna die, Lilz," Rose said. I closed my eyes, and pinched my arm. This was all a crazy dream that would end. Sophie was okay, she was just up in my room. I don't even remember coming home, but here I was. My cheeks were wet, and I was in Oliver's arms. I was in my room; I looked at my clock it read 2:43 AM. I looked over at Sophie's bed. It was still made from earlier this morning. But, Sophie was a neat freak…she had made it before she went to the bathroom. I stared at her bed until I had fallen asleep again.
"Lilz, come one, Lil, wake up," Oliver said, and shook me. I groaned. I didn't want to be up. Today was just going to be another day of misery.
"Oliver, I don't wanna. I don't wanna suffer anymore," I mumbled into my pillow. Oliver must have heard me because the next thing I know I was on my back facing him. My eyes were open, and I was wide awake.
"Lilz, don't you ever say that. It will all get better, don't worry," Oliver said, very firm in the beginning but getting soft at the end. He hugged me. I let go of him, and looked at Sophie's bed. It looked the same as it did last night. Maybe, she made it before breakfast. My vision got blurred from the tears pooling up in my eyes. I knew that none of that was true. I was telling myself lies. She was in the hospital dieing. I felt Oliver's arms engulf my body.
"Ollie, she's really gone?" I asked through my tears. I heard his clunky boots walking across the downstairs floor. I became panic stricken. Did he know that Oliver was here with me all night?
"Not yet, Lilz," Oliver said, barely audible. He kept his tight grip on me. I heard Kyle coming up the stairs. I became tense. I wasn't going to force Oliver away, I needed him. I saw my door fly open, and Kyle was standing in the doorway, with a sickening smile on his face.
"Lillian, who is your friend?" Kyle asked me. Lillian, gag, only he called me that.
"Well, this is Oliver, and he's my BOYfriend," I said, emphasizing boy on boyfriend. Kyle's smile faded, and he looked threatening. What was Kyle going to do? Beat me in front of poor Ollie? Beat me and Ollie? Haven't I put Oliver through enough?
"Really? Well, would you boyfriend die for you? Would he protect you, when someone is beating you? Does he even care about you, you filthy whore?" Kyle asked, spitting everywhere. I was near tears. Sophie's life isn't looking too bright, and then Kyle comes and calls me a whore. Oliver let go of me, and stood up. He's gonna be all scary, again.
"Yes, I would die for her. I love her goddamnit! I would protect her I just haven't found a decent way to KILL you yet! I really care about Lilly, she has a name. She's also not a whore you S.O.B.!" Oliver yelled. I backed up, against my wall. Oliver was scary when he was filled with anger. He looked like he was going to knock Kyle out. Kyle balled his hand up, into a fist, and swung at Oliver. I screamed. He hit Oliver's jaw. He started to bleed.
"You whore!" Kyle spat at me before he waltzed out of my room. I walked over to Oliver, his jaw was swollen and he was spitting up blood. I took Oliver and laid him in my lap; just like he had for many days.
"Oliver, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have let you stay. You should have left, and then this wouldn't have happened. Ollie, I'm so sorry," I said, apologizing right and left.
"It okay, Lilz. I was protecting you, I had a choice. If I had left, you would have been beat," Oliver said. It was true. Everything, Oliver said before and now was true. My mom walked into my room.
"So this is love?" My mom asked, tentatively. Oliver had stopped spitting up blood, and I had used a dirty shirt to clean in up off the floor. His cheek was still swollen, and it was turning purple. I down at Oliver; his head was on my lap.
"Yea," We both said in unison, and then broke out smiling. I was tangling my fingers in Oliver's short chocolate hair.
"You two better be prepared for a whole bunch of ugly," My mom said before leaving. I looked at Oliver, and then sweetly kissed his lips.
"Does your mom know about Kyle?" Oliver asked, slowly. I shook my head, some tears falling in the process. Oliver wiped my tears off of his face.
"Nope, and I really don't want her to," I said. It was true; Kyle would just beat me more. My mom wouldn't be able to do anything about it. She could get a divorce, but she wouldn't; only because it would be her fourth faulty marriage. I had just gotten tired of changing my last name; I kept it as my biological dad's last name.
"Okay, but Lilly...can I tell my mom? She's a cop, maybe, she can arrest him or something," Oliver said. He had a point; maybe, his mom could do something about Kyle.
"I'll tell your mom, when I'm ready," I said. Oliver nodded. I continued to play with his hair. Maybe, my life would get brighter. All I needed was for Sophie to be okay.
Hm…I think that I could have ended it a little better. Oh well…anything you have to comment on about this chapter, just click the little button on the left of your screen. Thanks!!! Next chapter up soon, I hope!
