I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a while. Its been pretty hectic these past few days. So I guess I would say that this is my darkest chapter yet. It pretty much explains the whole deal with Jillian and Pavi. Next chapter we will see what Graverobber is up to. So..enjoy?

Chapter 18

"Jillian?" Shilo stood still in the hallway, as she witnessed her friend in what looked like a passionate embrace by Pavi Largo. Why was he there?

"Oh my God, Shilo." Jillian began to panic. "This isn't what it looks like." She claimed. Pavi pushed away from her and took out his scalpel. "I'll take care of this" he said as he began to walk towards Shilo. Shilo's eyes averted to his weapon as it shone with the small string of moonlight coming in through the window. She couldn't seem to find the will to move.

"No!" Jillian protested, trying to seize his arm, he easily pushed her to the floor and caused her head against the small table. He continued to move towards Shilo.

"I always did find you to have such a pretty face, little Shilo. I'll bet it will look even better on me." He laughed wickedly as Shilo gasped. She felt a sudden rush of terror overcome her. Each of the Largos were intimidating but Pavi looked especially creepy as he marveled down at her. She slowly began to back away and then tripped on a bump on the rug. This only made him laugher harder. He bent down to examine Shilo's face more closely. Shilo opened her mouth to scream but nothing came out. As Jillian watched the scene unfold, she could see herself in Shilo. Pavi had many victims and if she didn't do something he would soon have another. Jillian reached for the vase on top on the table and quietly moved behind him. Just before he was about to make another move, Jillian hit the vase over his head as hard as she could. The vase shattered and he fell to the floor in front of the frightened girl. Shilo quickly shuffled away from him and rose from the floor. Jillian looked down at him and was breathing heavily, overwhelmed by the sight of his blood. He wasn't dead but she successful caused damage. The sadistic part of her that craved revenge caused her to smile down at his unconscious form. She then looked up at Shilo who was wearing an expression that seemed to be a mixture of many emotions. A mixture of relief, confusion, more fright, and anger.

"Are you okay?" Jillian stupidly asked.

Shilo scowled at her. "Am I okay? Are you seriously asking me that? No! I'm not okay! I woke up to sound of talking and then walked in on you making out with the guy who just tried to kill me!"

"I was not making out with him!"

"Then what were you doing with him? What the fuck is going on, Jillian?"

"Don't yell! Do you want him to wake up?"

Shilo was taken aback and looked down at her attacker. She cringed and looked back at Jillian, shaking her head. Jillian nodded and becokened the other girl. Shilo carefully stepped over Pavi and the two girls ran to retrieve the telephone. Jillian dialed a number and tried her best to sound calm and collected.

"Hello? Joseph? Yes. I know that it's very late and I hate to bother you but it seems that Mr. Largo has fallen terribly intoxicated and found his way to my house. Yes he just passed out on my floor. Would you mind picking him up and taking him home? Yes. Thank you so much." Jillian hung up the phone and went back to the hallway.

"What are you doing?" Shilo asked as the other girl bent down and began picking up the remains of the vase.

"Getting rid of the evidence." She answered. Shilo nodded in understanding and began to do the same. When they were done they retreated into the other room and waited. Finally the Largo's chauffeur arrived and carried Pavi out of the house. Jillian thanked him and shut the door, sighing in relief.

"Now will you tell me what's going on?" Shilo called from behind her.

Jillian turned and frowned. She nodded. "Yes." She gestured Shilo to follow her to the couch and began to nervously play with her hair as they took a seat.

"What do you want to know?" she asked even she knew what the answer would be.

"What was Pavi doing in your house in the first place?"

Jillian shrugged. "I guess he got drunk and decided to pay me a visit."

"Why would you even let him into your house? How can you associate with that creep? And why was he kissing you? I thought you were with David."

Jillian gulped. "David. He's one of the best things that's ever happened to me and now..I have to let him go."

"What are you talking about?"

"Believe me, Shilo. If it were my choice, I would never have to see that psycho again."

"What do you mean if it were your choice?"

"Don't you see? He was the one who raped me those years ago."

Shilo's eyes widened. "That was him? So you even knew him back then."

"Oh yes, he and I became quite acquainted." Jillian spoke bitterly.

"But how?"

Jillian sighed. "Remember how I told you about how I sneaked in to that party so I could spend time with my mom? I excused myself for one damn moment and he caught off guard out of nowhere. I knew about his reputation and tried to get away, but he cornered me and shoved me into a room where no could hear my screams. He shot me up with zydrate and it was all a blur from there. I woke up in my own bathroom without knowing of how I got there and looked in my mirror to see the damage he had left. To say it wasn't pretty is an understatement. Thanks to the addiction that was basically forced on me, I fell into a horrible state of withdrawal. That combined with me trying to keep it all a secret from my mother was too much. I was bedridden for weeks. "

Shilo continued to listen carefully as Jillian poured out her soul.

"I slowly recovered and for a few days, things seemed to be getting a little better. Then when my mom got into a stupid fight it put us both back into a depressive state."

"What did you guys fight about?"

"My singing. You see, she didn't want anyone to know that I inherited the same talent as she did. She didn't want them too find out and use me too. She was trying to protect me. She yelled at me saying that if they found me out they would drain me until there was nothing left. And she was right. She was so right. I should have listened. Should have kept my damn mouth shut."

Shilo could relate to Mag wanting to protect Jillian. It was the same as when her father wanted to protect her. It was a shame that neither parent was able to succeed."What happened after that?"she asked.

"Eventually she and I talked it out and she explained the relationship between her and your mother. Marni was like a sister to her, she said, and she was beyond devasted when she died and thought you had too. I understood a bit more of where she was coming from and I told myself that I wouldn't cause her any more grief. We didn't have the perfect life and she was away a lot but I loved my mother. All I ever wanted was to make her proud."

Shilo frowned and listened on.

"As soon as things got better they took a turn for the worst. After my mom left for rehearsal or whatever Rotti was making her do one morning, he showed up. Pavi. In my own house. I don't know how he found me or why he even wanted to but he did. I tried to run but I wasn't quick enough. He had brought more zydrate with him and he offered it to me. Like he was offering some kind of trade. I wanted it, I really did but I didn't want to end up a junkie either. So instead, I tried to numb myself without the zydrate. I tried not think of the way he pulled me back into the house and lay me down on my bed. I tried not to think of him kissing me, ripping my clothes off and having his way with me. I tried to think of anything but that. "

Shilo slightly cringed as she saw the anger rising in Jillian's eyes.

"I should have fought back. I should have died trying to defend myself but I didn't. I let him do it so he couldn't do something worse but little did I know. From then on, I was stuck. He kept showing up when no one was around. Sometimes he just wanted sex, other times he wanted more. Either way I was trapped. At first I thought it was because I looked so much like mom and it was actually her he wanted. Then after she died, as sick as it sounds, I had hope he would might just me alone... but he didn't and he still won't."

"But Jillian, if what you're telling me is true than this guy has been sexually abusing you. Why don't you tell someone? Why didn't you tell Mag? Or call the cops at least?"

"Don't you get it? GeneCo is in charge of the authorities. Rotti wouldn't prosecute his own son and Amber wouldn't prosecute her brother, she hates me anyhow! And why didn't I tell my mom? Because he threatened to do the same thing to her unless I kept quiet. My mother was already a prisoner, I couldn't let that bastard touch her." Jillan noted the look of confusion on Shilo's face. "What?"

"Its just that, I don't know, to me Pavi's always been weird but the way you're describing him, makes him sound worse than Luigi."

"Believe me, Shilo. He may act like a flamboyant idiot when others are around but he's fucking crazy." She rose from the couch and began to lift her nightgown over her head.

"What are you doing?" asked Shilo.

"I'm showing you an example of how dangerous he can be." She fully took off the night gown and sat back down to show the marks he had left. Shilo's eyes widened. Jillian turned and showed Shilo a fading but still gruesome looking bruise on her lower back. Then she turned back to the front to reveal a very noticeable bite mark on her inner right thigh, a mark that also dangerously close to her womanhood.

"That one's from earlier today. He was pissed about David and I and he said it was a reminder of his ownership of me."

"Oh my God." was all Shilo could say. She couldn't even imagine someone touching her like that. The thought was enough to make her sick.

Jillian rose up and pulled her nightgown back on. She noted the look of pity and digust on the other girl's face."You know its strange but I don't really mind the pain anymore. I've gotten so used to it that it doesn't even really hurt that much." She clenched her fists."What I really can't stand is when he pretends to be affectionate. When he holds me or kisses me, that's what I really hate."

"But why?"

"Because, Shilo. Thats not something that rapists do. Thats what lovers do. The straight sex I can handle, it means nothing, but when he pretends to care, its too much."

"Why do you think he's messed with you for so long? I mean its still beyond wrong but there has to be a reason."

"I don't know why but he's its like he's obsessed with me. All these years and he just isn't content to leave me alone. He sees me as some sort of possesion to him. He even threatened to kill David if I continue to see him."

"Are you serious?"

Jillian nodded. "I know he would do it too, without so much as a moments hesitation. He's already gotten rid of someone I cared about."

"What who?"

"It was my old caretaker, Cynthia. She had been our housekeeper since I was born. One year while my mom was on a long tour in Europe, she stayed and took care of me. We grew close, she was like a second mother to me. I loved her, I knew she loved me. Whenever my mom and I were at odds, she was there to help settle the feud and while my mom was away she had no trouble stepping in and comforting me."

"What happened to her?"

"After a few weeks since the abuse had started, I felt emptier than ever. I tried to kill myself with the many pills my mother kept locked away. Cyntha found me an inch from death and was able to revive me. She was apparently a highly trained nurse, which was why Rotti hired her. When I found consciousness, she yelled at me and demanded to know the reasoning behind what I had done; and for the reason behind the bruises on my body. She thought that I had been hurting myself but then realized it couldn't have been me. I tried so hard not to let her know what was going on. I didn't say a word but she had figured it out anyway. She decided that from then on, she would be here everyday of the week in order to supervise me. Needless to say, Pavi didn't like that very much."

"He killed her." Shilo sadly concluded.

Jillian shook her head. "No, not directly. After she and I had talked, I didn't see him for an entire week and it was one of the best weeks of my life. Then one night he snuck into my room and demanded to know why Cynthia's scheduled had suddenly changed. He hit me and shook me but I was determined to stay silent because my mom was in the other room. He noticed this and threatened to "pay her a visit" instead. I panicked and told him why Cynthia was there all the time. Not even a week later, I found out that Cynthia had been repossessed. It was all my fault."

"It wasn't your fault, Jillian! He's evil! You couldn't have know of what he would do."

By this time Jillian had allowed tears to fall freely from her eyes."Yes, I could have. I did know but I was too much a coward to stop it. I was weak. I still am weak because no matter what I do, the ones I love always end up getting hurt. I even think I may have ruined my mother by becoming this way. I only added to her stress with my stupid problems." She grabbed Shilo by the shoulders and looked her straight in the eye. "Do you understand now? Do you understand why I have to submit myself to him? If I don't it will only make it worse for eveyone else. You have to promise me, Shilo. Promise you won't breath a word of this?"

"W-what?"

"Please, Shilo! I know that we haven't known each other long but somehow I feel like we can relate. You've experience hardships in your life too. Surely you understand what I'm going throught, right? Please, Shilo. I don't want you getting hurt! Next to David you've been the closest friend I've had! And now I have to lose him too, so you're really all I have! Please! Just promise me!"

Shilo could see the look of need in Jillian's eyes and it frightened her. It was hard to imagine that someone could have a life worse than her own. Yet she could also see something familiar in the other's eyes. She could see her father.

"C'mon, Dad! Why can't I go outside even just for one moment! I'll wear my mask! I just want to see what its like out there for once!"

"Absolutely not, Shilo! Its much too cold outside and it's past your bedtime anyway!"

"Ugh! Why do you insist on treating me like a child!"

"Because Shilo, you are my child!" Her father then began to break down and cry, clutching to the end of her pajamas. "Please, Shilo. You have to understand. No matter how big you may get, you'll always be my baby. Your mother's death tore me to pieces. I would be lost if I were ever to lose you. You're all I have left. I'll stop at nothing to keep you safe. No matter what it takes. Please, Shilo. You can't leave me. Promise you'll never leave me."

Shilo gulped and looked on sadly as her broken friend continued to plead with her. "Okay. I promise."

So it seems that Miss Jillian is a bit unhinged. Reviews, por favor!