I'm frustrated and need to take my emotions out by writing.
Chapter 17
Jillian led Shilo inside her house, with her arms still around her shoulders. She had first opted to drop the girl off at her house but Shilo protested, not wanting to go because she thought he would be there waiting for her. Jillian nodded and offered Shilo to stay with her for the night. She led her heartbroken friend to her room and flipped on the light switch.
"You can sleep here tonight." She offered. "I'll go ahead and take the couch." She knew she wouldn't be able to sleep in her mother's old room and she didn't want to put Shilo in there either.
Shilo sniffed. "Thanks." was all she said. She hadn't spoken a word since they had left the party. She sighed and took a seat on the bed.
Jillian sighed as well and took a seat next to her. She didn't know what to say to the poor girl. She had never been in this sort of situation. It wasn't as if she ever had any friends who had "boy problems" nor did she ever have any of her own. Her problems were way more complicated than that. Though she knew that this couldn't have possibly happened so suddenly. Graverobber had often talked about his dislike for the Largo's, Amber in particular and Jillian knew that he liked Shilo since the beginning. So what was all this talk of cheating on her with Amber? Jillian smelled a rat. If she knew the Largos, and she did all too well, she figured that this had to some sort of manipulative plot. She couldn't know for sure though, not until she had sufficient proof. In the mean time she would have to figure out some way to cheer Shilo up.
Jillian cleared her throat. "He doesn't deserve you." She finally said. She knew it was cliché' thing to say but it was she could think of.
Shilo continued to look down at the bedroom floor and gave a bitter laugh. "I guess I should have seen this coming though."
"What do you mean?" asked Jillian.
"I should have figured he would of chosen her over me. I mean she's prettier, probably smarter, definitely more experienced and-"
"Shut up, just shut up right now." Jillian said sternly, cutting her off.
Shilo turned and looked at her with her eyes widened.
"I don't want to hear you see that again, okay? You shouldn't ever compare yourself to anyone, especially not her. You know very well that it isn't true. Amber is a cold-hearted and manipulative bitch and you know it."
"If it isn't true then why did he pick her?"
"It isn't a matter of choosing anybody Shilo. He cheated on you and it was wrong. I don't think it necessarily mean he doesn't care about you; but he doesn't deserve your trust, not after what he did."
Shilo looked down at the floor and frowned."Why do you think he did it?"
"I don't know, Shi. What can I say? Some men are dogs and cowards." She clenched her fists and spoke with a bitterness in her voice that made Shilo wonder. "They'll use you and not care who gets hurt in the process. The only thing they care about is getting themselves off."
Jillian turned and looked at Shilo who had a concerned look on her face. She gulped. "I'm sorry. I'm getting a little ahead of myself. All I'm trying to say is that men, well, I guess not just them but people in general, they just take advantage of you sometimes. It's a cruel world, Shilo."
"You don't have to tell me twice. Believe me I know that firsthand."
Jillian grabbed Shilo's hand and gave it a soft squeeze. "I know you do but you'll get through this. You're tough." She gave her a small smile and Shilo did her best to smile back. Jillian rose from the bed and went to open a drawer. She pulled out a some pajama bottoms and an old shirt from one of Mag's concerts. "Here, I think these will fit you. We're about the same size."
Shilo stood up and took them. "Thanks for letting me stay here tonight."
"Anytime." She said. She then grabbed some pajamas for herself. "Well I'm gonna go change. I'll let you have some privacy."
Shilo nodded and Jillian left the room and went to change in the bathroom. She slipped out of her dress and then realized that she accidentally grabbed a short nightgown. 'Oh damn.' She thought. 'Oh well, I'll just use a couple more blankets.' She changed into the nightgown and headed back into the room. She knocked before she opened the door which was weird because it was her room.
"Come in." said Shilo. Jillian opened the door and stepped inside. Shilo was changed and sitting on the bed again.
"Is everything okay?" she asked. "Feeling any better. Hungry or thirsty?"
Shilo shrugged. "Not really but these are comfortable." she said, indicating the pajama bottoms.
"Oh, good. So ,um, do you want to watch some T.V or something? Take your mind off things?"
"Actually, I think I want to be alone for a while. I'm kind of tired anyway."
"Okay, no problem. If you need anything I'm just down the hall and the bathroom is to the right. I think there's a spare toothbrush under the sink."
"Okay. Thanks, Jillian."
Jillian nodded. "Get some rest, Shilo. Night."
"Good night." Shilo replied. Jillian flipped the light switch closed the door and Shilo sighed, laying down and getting under the covers. It felt weird to be sleeping in someone else's bed but she was exhausted. She stared at the ceiling for a moment and then turned and clutched the pillow. 'Damn you, Graves.' She thought. She closed her eyes and cried one last tear before drifting off to sleep.
Jillian grabbed a large blanket from the hall closet before heading to living room and sitting on the couch. She wrapped the blanket around herself and turned on the television.
"Breaking news." Spoke the anchorman. "Earlier on this evening at GeneCo's Charity Ball, dramatic events unfolded when it was revealed that Amber's Sweet alleged lover was cheating on her with Ana Rosette's new business partner Miss Shilo Wallace."
"What?" yelled Jillian.
"That's right, Ted. Miss Sweet has declined to comment any further at this time but from what information reporters have gathered, Miss Sweet has been seeing the infamous Graverobber some time ago. The brief affair ended last year and apparently the two reunited while he was currently seeing Miss Wallace. It was revealed that he had been cheating on the two when Miss Sweet's brother, Luigi Largo broke into a fit of rage and-"
Jillian turned off the t.v. and began to feel a rage of her own. "They're making it look like Amber's the victim in all this? That's ridiculous! Why is Amber allowing the media to show this anyway? Does she want press coverage of this?" Jillian stopped for a moment and answered her own question. "Of course she does." Jillian turned her head in the direction of her room. Poor Shilo. Hadn't she been humiliated enough already? Something had to be done about this. 'Please, what can you do?' said a voice inside of Jillian's head. 'You're just another prisoner anyway. How can a worthless victim like you possibly save someone else?'
"Stop it." She said out loud. 'You know I'm right.' The voice spoke again. 'The best thing for you to do is focus on yourself. Keep fit for survival no matter what it takes. Trying to help that girl will only be a waste of your time. The boy too for that matter.'
"Shut up!" she commanded. Jillian rose from the couch and headed to the kitchen. She filled a glass with water and gulped down one of her zydrate pills. Her eyes averted back to the medicine cabinet where other bottles of pills were neatly place. 'Maybe one little anti-depressant won't hurt.' She thought. No. She shook her head. She turned off the lights and went back to the couch. 'What I need is sleep. ' she told herself. She lay back on the couch and pulled the blanket over her. She couldn't seem to find the will to sleep and then got an idea. She quietly walked back to her room and slowly opened the door. She could see Shilo sleeping soundly and crept to open her top drawer. She grabbed her mp3 player and quietly left the room. She mad her way back to couch and put on her headphones, playing one of her mother's hits which sang like a lullaby, causing her to drift off to sleep.
A few hours later, Jillian awoke to the sound of someone knocking loudly on the door. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the clock on the t.v. set. It was 2:30 AM. She groaned as the knocking continued. She threw off the blankets and reluctantly walked to the door. She yawned and answered the door where Pavi was standing with a grin larger than normal.
"Hi." He greeted.
Jillian's stomach clenched and she felt suddenly awake and more irritated. "Pavi? It's nearly 3 o'clock in the morning what the hell do you want?" she hissed in loud whisper. She didn't want Shilo to wake up and see him there.
"I, uh, wanted to see you." He smiled. She rolled her eyes at him.
"It couldn't have waited? Haven't you bothered me enough today already?" She didn't care if she was afraid of him, he still annoyed her. Strangely, her attitude didn't seem to bother him.
"Nope." He replied. He stumbled forward and put his hands on her shoulder to keep from falling. She tried to push him away.
"You can't be here." She protested.
"Why, uh, not?" he mumbled, leaning closer and giggling like an idiot. She winced as she smelled the alcohol on his breath. No wonder he was acting so weird.
"Pavi, go home. You're drunk." She stated.
"Pssh. No I'm-a not." He said. He pulled her into a tight hug and his hands went straight to her ass.
"Knock it off!" she yelled, pushing him so hard he fell back on the carpet. She instantly regretted it when he bumped his head and cursed. She didn't know whether he was one of those violent drunks so she began to apologize.
"I-I'm sorry." She said, backing away. He grabbed her wrist and looked up at her with a smile.
"I like it when you're a-feisty." He laughed and kissed her hand. Then he got on his knees and hugged her waist tightly.
"W-what are you doing?" she asked nervously.
Pavi continued to cling to her and began to ramble in Italian. "Sei cosi bella, cosi perfetta. Nessuno puo' confrontare. Tu sei la mia aria."
'What the heck is he mumbling about?' Jillian wondered.
"Penso che se tu sapassi quanto ti amo davarro, si allontanano da me piu' veloce di voi gia lo fanno."
For some reason Jillian blushed despite the fact that she had no clue to what he was saying. She supposed it was the beauty of the language. Either way, he had to leave. She sighed and spoke gently.
"Pavi, listen. You're drunk and you're rambling. You need to go home."
"Non sono ubriaco!" he declared.
"Lower your voice!" she hissed. "And I don't understand what you're saying."
"I'm not drunk!" he repeated in English. She lifted him up and held three fingers in front of him.
"How many fingers am I holding up?" she asked. He leaned to examine them and narrowed his eyes.
"Six." He said.
"That's it. I'm calling someone to pick you up." She stated. She went to retrieve her wrist communicator but he pulled her back and pinned her against the wall. He had been doing that a lot lately.
"Pavi, stop it!" she demanded. He ignored her and began to plant small kisses on her neck. She attempted to push him back but it seemed that he had fund his strength again. "Stop it now! This isn't the time."
"Jillian?"
The said girl turned her head and Pavi pulled away for a moment to see who had called. Shilo was standing there in the hallway with her eyes widened in shock.
I know this chapter is shorter but I needed a cliffhanger. Please let me know how I'm doing. Tell me what you like, what needs to improve, any questions or concerns, whatever. Just please review or I fear I may go insane.
Translations
Sei cosi bella, cosi perfetta. Nessuno puo' confrontare. Tu sei la mia aria: "You're so beautiful, so perfect. No one can compare. You are my air."
Penso che se tu sapassi quanto ti amo davarro, si allontanano da me piu' veloce di voi gia lo fanno: "I think if you knew how much I really love you, you would turn away from me quicker than you already do."
Non sono ubriaco: "I'm not drunk!"