LILYWe sit together in a cafe. I'm not mean right, chatting with Luca whilst on a date with another man. Well, technically, it's not a date. Jason just said we should get to know ourselves better, and Jason is not a man. He's a guy.Luca: I am not pressuring you. I believe you did not intentionally do it. I hope you're not mad at me."Noo.""What, I shouldn't put it like these?" Jason looks at me."What?" I arch a brow."You said no; I was about to put the sugar into the coffee." Jason lifts the packet of sugar in his left hand and the cup of coffee in his right hand; he raises his brow at me.I look at my phone again; there's a new text from Luca.Luca: ???Luca: I'm sorry. Are you good, darling?I start typing when Jason interrupts my train of thoughts."So, should I add it?""Uhm... whatever."Jason face falls. He may suspect I'm texting someone.Luca: Don't ghost me; I know you're still active.I look up at Jason. "If you like your coffee with sugar, then you should probably add
LILYThe only noise in the room is the faint whirring of my laptop's fan, and the glow it emits is a soft blue color, which reflects off the pile of clothes, dance shoes, and text books that are thrown on my bed. My brain is a mess, my thoughts are jumbled, and all that I went to court and testified about last night is closing in on me. It feels like I’m suffocating in a room that was supposed to be my sanctuary, but now it feels like prison of my own making.And I read what's right in front of my face. The crime of divulging confidences in American law. My stomach is all floppy simply reading the words, the lawyer jibber jabber in my head. I keep seeing my dad’s face when I told the court what I had done; the betrayal in his eyes is sharper than I could ever have imagined. He’s a lawyer—the top of his game—and I—his only daughter—had screwed everything up. The thing is, I don’t even know how. Not entirely.It's crazy how I can still remember that day, the day I removed all those pape
LILY'S POVI’m standing outside Luca’s mansion, trying not to shake. It’s late—too late—but there’s no turning back now. I look at Mira. She’s already moving, and I scramble to keep up.“You sure you know what you're doing?" I stand here trying to stay composed, my chest simply does not permit it.Mira looks at me, and a smile tugs at her lips. “It’s just a house. Stay quiet, stay fast. We’ll be in and out.”I swallow hard, nodding. I trust her, but this feels like we are doing too much.We walk into his yard since there's no fence separating the two mansions. We go behind the house. I can feel the pressure on my chest, like I'm running a marathon. His yard smells like fresh, cut grass, but with something else, something not so pleasant.“Shh,” Mira mutters, holding up a hand. She’s already at the back door, checking the lock. “Stay close.”I nod, my throat dry. I finally get a chance to blink, and Mira whips out her tools, and her fingers move at a speed that is simply inhuman. The l
LILYI sit at the base of the hall and play. I tap my fingers on the chair; it is so cold, so smooth. I've just rounded the corner, and there they are, Tiffany, my best friend, and Tyler Brook, the hottest guy in the entire senior class tongue locked. My stomach kind of flips because its like I can feel the disbelief and some jealousy, but yet I can't stop looking.What about West?Tiffany's lips are literally welded to his mouth, and her fingers are all jam packed in his hair, as she's forcing his head to sink even lower. The hall is eerily empty except for the buzzing of the fluorescent lights overhead, and I can’t stop moving, inching down the corridor, as if somehow I can escape the scene before me. I should turn away and act like I never saw any of this, but I can't.Finally, Tiffany pulls back when she hears me approach. Her eyes widen with panic, like she’s been caught doing something forbidden. Her lips are swollen, but she forces a smile. She says, "Hey Lily," as if nothing
LILY'S POVThe streets here looks like they keep secrets in every shadow, aged and jagged around the edges. Tiffany is right beside me, hugging her arms across her chest like she’s trying to keep herself from snapping. Even her usual calm seems frayed.She looks over at me, eyebrows knitted with concern. “Lily, are you sure about this? Her voice is soft, but there’s an edge to it. “It just… doesn’t feel right. What if this was all for nothing?”Now I'm pulling my sleeves down over my hands to hide the goose pimples that are starting to show. “I know. I just—this is the only lead we have. However, if this guy has the potential to do something for us, then we have to give it a shot."Tiffany lets out a deep sigh and surveys the scene, the boarded-up windows, the rusty fire escapes hanging off the sides of the buildings like the bones of some colossal skeleton. “I get it,” she murmurs. “But it’s so…sketchy yeah?"My stomach twists. “Yeah. I guess I wanted to believe it would lead somewh
LUCA My Rolex watch glitter as I comb my long fingers through my brown curly hair which fall at my nape. My honey eyes stare at me through the mirror, and I can see the excitement in his eyes, I'm preparing to go over to Smith's mansion to finalize the biggest deal of my life. The kind of real estate deal that can take a man from zero to a million, and since I'm already at billions, it's just going to get me wealthier. My broad chest rise in fall in excitement, with the level of anxiety and excitement I am feeling at the moment, I'm surprise my heart hasn't burst. I can't remember the last time I felt this happy...like genuinely happy without demons from my past intruding my mind, without the image of my deadbeat dad clouding my thoughts, me watching him physically abuse my mother and doing nothing because what could I have possibly done? I was just a kid. But when he started sexually abusing her... I clench my both fist at either side of me and tighten my jaw. The memory alone
LUCA Lily leads the way, we're running on the grass to the back of the buildings and further down, I know the road, it's so familiar from all the times we had run down since she was ten and I was eighteen.. We're going to our favorite spot - the wishing lake. I'm out of breath by the time we reach the lake, for the last one year when Lily was gone, I never came down here, I stayed in my mansion and let the demons from my past eat me alive with endless taunting and nightmares. I'm sitting beneath the blossoming groove and leaning my back against it's branch with my legs spread wide pulling Lily down to sit between my legs. She flashes me smile as she sits down with me, pressing her back against my chest and tucking her head against my neck. I wrap my arm across her chest, holding her tight, like we always do. Only now it feels different, her ass is larger and with the way she's sitting, I'm feeling a tingling in my pants. She talks non-stop about her vacation experience. She talks
LUCA Lily does not reply, she just continues smiling. I walk to my building and stop at the entrance dropping her to her feet. She leans her back against the wall, and it's just too appealing. "What's wrong with you? You're acting weird. You know you can tell me anything..." I'm not listening to anything she's saying. I step closer and place my both hands on the wall imprisoning her. I trace a gentle touch on her cheek, and lips, I feel her stiffen under my touch and she stops talking. I want to kiss her, open my door and push her in and bury myself in her, but again, I can't. I'm scared... scared of what I will do to her. The room of pain. I'm scared of how she will react... Instinctively I turn and glance at her house, her parents are not watching us, they never do, but soon they will start watching us, Lily is growing into a woman, Katherine will soon become more observant and then I will be reminded of the harsh truth... I step away and gesture for Lily to leave, to run away b
LILY'S POVThe streets here looks like they keep secrets in every shadow, aged and jagged around the edges. Tiffany is right beside me, hugging her arms across her chest like she’s trying to keep herself from snapping. Even her usual calm seems frayed.She looks over at me, eyebrows knitted with concern. “Lily, are you sure about this? Her voice is soft, but there’s an edge to it. “It just… doesn’t feel right. What if this was all for nothing?”Now I'm pulling my sleeves down over my hands to hide the goose pimples that are starting to show. “I know. I just—this is the only lead we have. However, if this guy has the potential to do something for us, then we have to give it a shot."Tiffany lets out a deep sigh and surveys the scene, the boarded-up windows, the rusty fire escapes hanging off the sides of the buildings like the bones of some colossal skeleton. “I get it,” she murmurs. “But it’s so…sketchy yeah?"My stomach twists. “Yeah. I guess I wanted to believe it would lead somewh
LILYI sit at the base of the hall and play. I tap my fingers on the chair; it is so cold, so smooth. I've just rounded the corner, and there they are, Tiffany, my best friend, and Tyler Brook, the hottest guy in the entire senior class tongue locked. My stomach kind of flips because its like I can feel the disbelief and some jealousy, but yet I can't stop looking.What about West?Tiffany's lips are literally welded to his mouth, and her fingers are all jam packed in his hair, as she's forcing his head to sink even lower. The hall is eerily empty except for the buzzing of the fluorescent lights overhead, and I can’t stop moving, inching down the corridor, as if somehow I can escape the scene before me. I should turn away and act like I never saw any of this, but I can't.Finally, Tiffany pulls back when she hears me approach. Her eyes widen with panic, like she’s been caught doing something forbidden. Her lips are swollen, but she forces a smile. She says, "Hey Lily," as if nothing
LILY'S POVI’m standing outside Luca’s mansion, trying not to shake. It’s late—too late—but there’s no turning back now. I look at Mira. She’s already moving, and I scramble to keep up.“You sure you know what you're doing?" I stand here trying to stay composed, my chest simply does not permit it.Mira looks at me, and a smile tugs at her lips. “It’s just a house. Stay quiet, stay fast. We’ll be in and out.”I swallow hard, nodding. I trust her, but this feels like we are doing too much.We walk into his yard since there's no fence separating the two mansions. We go behind the house. I can feel the pressure on my chest, like I'm running a marathon. His yard smells like fresh, cut grass, but with something else, something not so pleasant.“Shh,” Mira mutters, holding up a hand. She’s already at the back door, checking the lock. “Stay close.”I nod, my throat dry. I finally get a chance to blink, and Mira whips out her tools, and her fingers move at a speed that is simply inhuman. The l
LILYThe only noise in the room is the faint whirring of my laptop's fan, and the glow it emits is a soft blue color, which reflects off the pile of clothes, dance shoes, and text books that are thrown on my bed. My brain is a mess, my thoughts are jumbled, and all that I went to court and testified about last night is closing in on me. It feels like I’m suffocating in a room that was supposed to be my sanctuary, but now it feels like prison of my own making.And I read what's right in front of my face. The crime of divulging confidences in American law. My stomach is all floppy simply reading the words, the lawyer jibber jabber in my head. I keep seeing my dad’s face when I told the court what I had done; the betrayal in his eyes is sharper than I could ever have imagined. He’s a lawyer—the top of his game—and I—his only daughter—had screwed everything up. The thing is, I don’t even know how. Not entirely.It's crazy how I can still remember that day, the day I removed all those pape
LILYWe sit together in a cafe. I'm not mean right, chatting with Luca whilst on a date with another man. Well, technically, it's not a date. Jason just said we should get to know ourselves better, and Jason is not a man. He's a guy.Luca: I am not pressuring you. I believe you did not intentionally do it. I hope you're not mad at me."Noo.""What, I shouldn't put it like these?" Jason looks at me."What?" I arch a brow."You said no; I was about to put the sugar into the coffee." Jason lifts the packet of sugar in his left hand and the cup of coffee in his right hand; he raises his brow at me.I look at my phone again; there's a new text from Luca.Luca: ???Luca: I'm sorry. Are you good, darling?I start typing when Jason interrupts my train of thoughts."So, should I add it?""Uhm... whatever."Jason face falls. He may suspect I'm texting someone.Luca: Don't ghost me; I know you're still active.I look up at Jason. "If you like your coffee with sugar, then you should probably add
LILY "Need help?" I turn around to find some random stranger stretching out his hands. I nod and take them. He helps me over the fence. "My car is over there." Hmmmm. I look at him and back. I look at his car and back. People are still jumping over the fence and into vehicles and driving off. There's no Uber in sight. I can't even book a ride. Can I trust him? I jump into the car. It's not until we are in the car, and half way close to my house, that I start to feel the body pain where broken pieces of bottle tore into my skin. "Jason." He stretched out his hands. I turn around and lean in to get a clearer view. He looks 22, 23. He has decent features—not the typical good-looking seductive face but the kind that can still grab a girl's attention. "Lily."I shake his hands. "Thanks." I jump out of the car and wait for his car to drive off before turning the doorknob and entering in. I'm greeted by a heavy slap across my face. I see literal stars. I'm blind for a moment
LILY My ass hits the floor as my back rests against the sink. Why did I do it? Why did I admit my guilt? I push a stray blonde lock to the back of my ears so that I can see my face clearly through the long mirror. I wonder how long it will take the cops to get me. I had never checked the punishment for disclosing confidential information. I wipe my wet eyes with the front of my dress. I wondered what my chances are. If I run away now that they know my father is innocent, will they let him go? Or will they hold him on my behalf? My lips turn into a frown. If I runaway, will I be missed? Will anyone care? "Damn! I'm a mess. Why didn't I think this through before doing revenge?" I drag my hair roughly and throw my leg in the air, kicking furiously. "Knock. Knock. Lily... Are you in there?" I hear Tiffany's voice outside the door. I squeeze my lips tightly so that a sob won't slip out. I need a hug right now more than anything else in the world, but I'm scared—scared that
LILY"Your grades are so poor and your attendance is slacking behind; if you keep this up, Lily, you won't graduate...blah blah blah." Mrs. Patricia's lips move up and down in a funny way.That is all the counselor has been saying since she called me into her office this morning. I raise my hands up to say something, but she signals me to remain quiet. I bit my lips in, while my fingers drum unconsciously on my thighs, and my eyes dart across the small office."Lily!" Mrs. Patricia snaps her fingers in my face."Oh." I jolt back to reality.What was she saying now?"Now, what are you waiting for?""What? Oh, is it time for me to go?" I carry my bag and start standing."Oh, it's not time for you to go everywhere. Sign the papers before you."Taking my seat, I look down on the desk, flipping the pages of the documents. "What are these?"The counselor adjusts her glasses. "An undertaking of good behavior. You will not miss your classes or any test henceforth."Is this school thing by for
LILY"Go, I'm coming behind you.""No, we were going together.""Oh. No." I shake my head and try to push Luca to move out of my room."Your mom already knows that I slept over." Luca sticks his hands into his pocket and gives me the bored look."What? How does she know?" He shrugs. "I bumped into her last night when I went to drink water.""Ohhh, so she thinks we're..." I am unable to complete my statement."She thinks that we're?..." He prompts me to say more."Oh, forget it.""Say it." He moves away from the door and closer to me."That we're seeing each other." I blurt out.He strokes my jaw slowly. "Is that why you're so tensed?" He pulls me closer and rests his hands on my ass. "If it makes you any better, I told her that I slept in the guest room. And that I came around because, with Smith's arrest and everything that is going on, you two deserve to feel safe and not vulnerable."I gulp. "Thank you." I try to pull away. "Now, you can go."He tilts his head to the side, studyin