Why I haven't updated sooner? Well...I don't really have an excuse. Anyways, here it is.

Warning: This chapter contains a vicious rape scene.

Chapter 21

As soon as Shilo jumped onto the back of the truck she had no idea to where she was going. She just needed to get away and she didn't want Jillian to see her crying like an idiot. She hated crying in front of other people. She had already done it a few times already but she still tried not to. She had cried in front of the entire genetic opera audience after her father had died which was a legitimate reason. The charity event was something entirely different. She had managed to make a complete fool of herself in front of the entire crowd. Granted she was upset, but she wished she hadn't cried like some child. Crying was a sign of weakness and she didn't want to seem weak. Sometimes she simply couldn't help it. It seemed that one bad thing was leading to another and it was happening all so fast. First she had to come out of hiding and was forced to sign a contract with a company she hated. Then her new boyfriend cheated on her with the person who had forced them both into hiding in the first place. Now she was finding out that her father who claimed to love her mother so much cheated on her with her best friend, while she was pregnant? Is that why he had pictures of her all around the house? Was it because he felt guilty? It was just too much to process. As Shilo pondered on her thoughts she jumped off of the truck and proceeded to walk aimlessly.

Shilo knew she shouldn't have slapped Jillian, it wasn't her fault; she couldn't have possibly known about their "family heritage". Shilo just needed something to take her anger out on and Jillian was the closest thing; not to mention the girl reminded her of Mag.

Shilo had always admired the late singer. She had been listening to Mag's music since she was very young and always considered the opera singer as her idol. She even secretly dreamt that she could become a famous singer herself one day and perhaps sing side by side with Mag. Finding out that Mag had been her godmother had been like a dream come true. Although they had just met, Shilo felt connection with Mag and was heartbroken when she had died. Now the only thing she could feel towards her was resentment and betrayal. As Shilo wiped her eyes she stopped walking when she realized she had ended up at the graveyard where Marni was buried. She figured she must have headed in the direction absent mindedly. She walked past the gravestones of those she didn't know and opened the door to her mother's tomb. She bent down and gazed at Marni's headstone.

"Hey, mom." She said. "I'm sorry that I haven't visited in a while. I missed you. I remember when I used to come down here all the time. It's so peaceful."

Shilo sighed. "I just don't know what to do mom. So much shit has been happening and its coming at me all at once. I don't know how to deal with it anymore. I know that you must have loved dad and he obviously loved you but that doesn't give him an excuse for what he did. All this time and you had no idea what happened between him and Mag, it just makes me so angry. I don't know who to trust anymore, mom. I know that I sound like a stupid kid throwing myself a pity party but I really feel like life is against me, you know? Why is all this happening? I'm so confused and angry and hurt. "Shilo groaned and buried her head in her hands. She just really wish you had someone to talk to, someone who could talk back.

Meanwhile, Graverobber was just arriving at the graveyard to make his daily rounds. He clutched at his bag of equipment on one side and his lantern in the other hand. He set the stuff down and was about to push off the lid of one grave when he noticed the door to Marni's tomb was open. Curious, he rose up, picked up the lantern and quietly started walking over. He poked his head inside and was shocked to find Shilo there with her head in her hands.

"Shilo?"

She jolted in surprise and lifted her head, finding Graverobber staring down at her.

"Graves?"

Jillian opened the door to her house, frustrated. She had no idea what to do at this point. Shilo was nowhere to found and now she had to realize that she was conceived in sin. She walked down the hall and glanced at the photograph of Mag on the table. She stopped at picked it up, staring at it for moment. She then shook her head and sighed, placing it face down on the table as she walked away. She loved her mother, she truly did but she just couldn't fathom the truth. It wasn't that she minded having Shilo as a sister, she just couldn't understand how her own mother could do something so horrible. Marni was her best friend and Mag had expressed of how much she had meant to her. So why did she betray her? Now Jillian understood why Mag never wanted to talk about her father. She recalled a brief conversation they had about it on her fifteenth birthday.

"He was a good man, and he did love me but we were never in love like you may think."

"Yeah, mom, but I think you forgot to mention he was also your best friend's husband."

"Talking to yourself again, mia cara?"

Jillian jumped at the sound of his voice and spun around to see Pavi sitting at the table in her kitchen and looking arrogant while drinking some alcohol.

"What are you doing here?" she asked although she already knew the reason. She could easily recognize the lustful and predatory gleam in his eyes. No matter how many times he had come for her she still would never be able to bear it. The day had been bad enough already and she could usually sense when he was coming. She wasn't prepared for this.

"I'm sure that you're well aware of why I am here, bella." He took one last drink before setting it back on the table. "You see the genterns are becoming less...stimulating these days and I'm growing impatient. No matter though, if there's anyone that can fix the problem it's you." Pavi began stepping towards her and she instinctively took a step back.

"Now, now, mia tesora, you know that there's no point in trying to resist. It would be a lot easier if we just retired to your room and get this over with, si? I always get what I want in the end anyway."

She shook her head. "No."

Pavi just laughed. She could say no all she wanted. It wouldn't mean anything to him. He continued moving towards her and she started backing against the wall. He smiled and moved in to cup her cheek but was stopped when she smacked his hand away.

"Stop it." She said.

His expression changed as he forced her completely back against the wall. He glared down at her and leaned his hand over her head. "You know it's strange but I had this terrible headache this morning when I woke up. It's almost as if someone hit me upside the head. Do you have any idea why I felt this way?"

She said nothing and just glared back at him. He narrowed his eyes. "Let me tell you something, mia cara, you may have helped your little friend to escape but you just made things a lot harder on yourself." He tightly grabbed each side of her and dug his nails into her arms. "I don't like having to hurt you but sometimes your actions make it seem like you're asking for it." He smirked as she winced in pain and he slightly loosened his grip. "Don't worry, bella. Lucky for you I am a forgiving lover and I'm willing to give you a chance to make it up to me. Please me and we can forget that last night ever happened."

"Please yourself." She hissed. Again he tightened his grip on her.

"What did you say?" his voice dripping with anger.

"I said no. I don't care what the hell you think. I'm not your toy and I'm sick of taking all your crap. I don't want you, got it?"

He slapped her and looked deeply into her eyes so she could clearly see the rage filling inside him. After Mag's death, Jillian's will had completely broken down and she hardly ever put up a fight. She would struggle here and there but would usually just give up and let him have his way. He didn't need to rape her because she had stopped saying "no". She didn't say anything. She would just lay there. So why was she trying to fight now? It was true, her unwillingness was a strange part of her appeal and while her attempt to resist was sometimes exciting, it was not what he wanted at this moment. No, what he wanted was complete and utter submission.

"Frankly, I don't care what the hell you want. As far as I'm concerned you are my toy, and I can play with you anytime I want!" With that he firmly pressed his lips against hers. She groaned in protest and he forcibly shoved his tongue in her mouth. She bit down hard causing him to withdraw. She took the opportunity to kick him in his groin and run. He cried in pain but his anger wouldn't allow him to crouch down too long. He forced himself up and ran after her, his legs carrying a great speed. Just as she reached her room and was about to shut the door he caught up to her and grabbed her by the hair.

"Come here, you little bitch!" he yelled, tugging her head back.

She cried out and still gripping onto her hair, he dragged her and threw her onto the bed. He leaned over her and she kicked and punched him as hard as she could. He slapped her again and straddled over her, trying to spread her legs. She used all her will to keep her thighs together and scratched his face. He grabbed both her wrists with one hand and used the other to remove his belt and unzip his trousers. He used the belt to tie her wrists to the bed posts and proceeded to pull down her shorts and panties down in a swift motion. He wasn't going to bother getting either of them undressed. He wanted to punish her and that was exactly what he was going to do. Jillian gasped as he positioned himself over her. The tiniest little upside of him doing this was that he always used a condom. Now it was clear that wasn't going to happen this time.

"No! No, please! Please, don't!" He ignored her pleas and she screamed as he pushed himself into her. Now matter how many times this had happened it still hurt like hell. She continued to scream as he roughly thrust in and out of her. He did it purposely so it would be painful.

"Go ahead and scream!" he spat. "Scream as much as you want, mia cara. Just know that I won't stop until I'm satisfied and I won't be able to concentrate unless you shut the hell up!" She continued to scream and scream until he grew frustrated. "I said shut up!" He grabbed her hair, pulled her up and knocked her head so hard against the bed post that she knocked out. When he realized what he had done, he stopped for a moment and gazed down at her, breathing heavily. It had happened all so fast. Now that she was quiet, she looked so lovely and peaceful, so inviting.

"Look what you made me do, Jillian. I never wanted to hurt you. All I wanted was to make you feel special and that you do the same for me in return. Was that too much to ask for?" He continued to gaze down at her unconscious form, as if he expected a response. "Why can't you just be a good girl and do as I say? You make this so much harder on the both of us. Now you'll just have to deal with the consequences." He brushed the hair out of her face and leaned down to kiss her forehead. "You're mine and you always will be." He whispered. "Never forget that." Then he continued to violate her as she slept peacefully.

Well there you have it. I'll be honest, that was scary to write. I do hope I didn't offend anyone. Just know that I do not condone rape in any way and if this scene seemed unnecessary, I apologize. You'll see in future chapters why I did this. Anyhow, as always thank you for reading and reviews are always welcome!