Friday, September 4, 2009

searching for a place to call home, part 2

Even though Lilly knew it was stupid she did miss Brett. She just wanted him to hold her again and to whisper in her ear how amazing he thought she was. It had been so long since he had done so. What if she never felt that again? What if she never felt those huge muscular arms of his around her curved body or those irresistable lips of his brushing against her ear? What if she never once got to hear him say her name the only way he could? This was torture. So much torture. She wasn't sure if she could bear it. Now she didn't even have his baby inside her to comfort her. God, she regretted getting that abortion. What could she do now though? Brett had made his choice and it wasn't her. She would just have to move on no matter how much it broke her heart to think of doing it. It would be so painful but she had survived before him and she would make god damn sure she did after him. That was all there was to it.Sighing deeply and sadly she lowered her head to bury her face into her hands. Sat on the porch, her knees level with her breasts, and her elbows perched on her knees she just sat there in silence. Well, when I say silence, Lilly was sobbing quietly. It was quiet though and unless someone was right next to her no one would hear it. At least her mother had Leo though, and at least Gabriel was here. Maybe with her brother's help she could get through this nightmare. She just hated how the memories haunted her. She could still remember vividly how he parted her legs the night of Claudia's wedding ( Lilly had a feeling it was to Brett but couldn't be sure ) and made love to her for the first time. It had been so magical to her. He had torn off her bridesmaids dress and just made her feel like the most important woman in the world to him. She could still remember every emotion and every touch she had felt that night...Hearing a voice Lilly parted her fingers a bit to peek through them. No, it wasn't Brett, or Brett's son Christian, or anyone she knew actually. Letting her hands drop she wiped the tears with the back of her hand before looking the guy over. She had to admit he was very attractive, but right now getting involved with someone else just didn't appeal to her. One, it wouldn't be healthy, and two, she still wasn't over Brett. She did get why this guy liked the night but right then Lilly couldn't say that was what she liked about it or if she even liked the night. Did she like the night? Was it something she liked? Oh, yes. She liked the night. The moonlit strolls on the beach... which she had never gotten to share with Brett at any point. Lilly sighed again turning her head away to look at some white tulips growing on the front lawn. Anything to stop herself from crying again.

"Loved ones in bed with someone else. Not with you."

Lilly mumbled. A part of her knew she shouldn't say something like that, after all she was referring to herself when she said 'not with you', but right then it just kind of slipped out. Biting her lip she picked up a daisy and like she did as a kid began picking off the white petals one by one. It wasn't a 'he loves me' or 'doesn't love me' game. It was simply a tear the petals off the daisy type game. Sometimes she tried to count the number of petals to see if they were odd or even numbered but in today she did no such thing. When all the petals were gone she tossed what was left of the daisy away. Maybe it would just be best if she found a werewolf pack, joined it, and ran away with them. Then she could stay in her wolf form forever and maybe in time she would get over Brett. It sounded like a very tempting escape to her. Yet, she just didn't have the guts to do it.

"So... are you new here? I haven't seen you around before."

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