Five years later...Lilly's POVI can handle a lot of things in this life.I can handle almost everything.I can handle the truth.It's the lies that kill me.I think to myself as I raise the handbag, trying to squeeze it into the overhead compartment. I push harder, and harder but it doesn't slide inside.I grit my teeth and just think.Lies.So. Many. Fucking. Lies.Dizziness swarms my vision as I put whatever energy I have left into pushing the stupid bag. I groan in annoyance and I just want to scream, every nerve in my body is crying out loud, in pain, in fatigue, and in betrayal."Here, ma'am, let me help you," The stewardess says and I let him take care of it as I slide into my seat. Sitting down doesn't do me any good either. The tightness inside my stomach only increases with every passing second, I just want to throw up.I would've, but having not eaten anything for the past two days isn't helping at all.I open the front camera of my phone and stare at my reflection. I almo
PART TWO Alex's POV I've tasted heartbreak before. It's not a foreign feeling for me. Its bitterness is still embedded deep down in my mind. It's rooted in a very dark place, a one I've locked years and years ago. It's just been long. So long since I last felt it ripping at my inside. It's been a long time since I felt like I could lose everything again. Heartbreak was when they told me the plane crashed. It was when Cara came back. It was when Lilly looked at me and called another man dad. It is now, at this exact moment as she stood right there and called me a killer. It's ironic how I always felt that this moment would come one day. Our past was too complicated, too messed up to stay hidden and buried. I was a fool to think it wouldn't knock back on our doors again. The irony is that I tried to prepare myself for it, but now, as she looked at me like that, with so much blame, so much pain, and something akin to hate; I knew I am not ready. I was never ready. She knows the
Lilly's POV"I can't believe your dad is finally okay with this!" Sally squealed, pulling me into another hug.I hugged her back, "Me neither, but he did make me a big huge list of rules, he is probably just trying to discourage me from going, I swear," Sally chuckled at my words and shook her head, "Still, this is so exciting, we both are going, I might burst from happiness, I can't help it!"I smiled at her enthusiasm and crossed my legs over the bed, thinking about what's to come. It is exciting. A new country, a new place, a new me, and most importantly, a new beginning."Did you tell Chase?" Sally's words broke through my thoughts and my smile slowly dropped. I shook my head, "We haven't talked a lot lately," I mumbled, fidgeting with the cover of my phone, "Actually we haven't talked at all for like two weeks," I pulled into a deep breath and looked at my lap, "He is busy with finals, I am also busy with mine, so it's okay, whatever."I felt her hand rest over mine, "Lilly, are
Two years later...Lilly's POVI officially have no friends anymore.Nope. None. Nada.The friend endearment shouldn't be used so loosely, because no matter what you do for them, the moment always comes and they stab you right in the back.I sighed as I read again through the last message Sally has sent me.She ditched me. That little back-stabber ditched me, her best friend for ten years, for some guy she only met a week ago.I texted the other girls in our group, and they all had excuses. One just got her period, the other is fighting with her boyfriend over something, the third is staying at her boyfriend's place...and Sally is probably having sex by now.Great. Just another one of the many disadvantages of being single at this age and time.The bartender interrupted my self-pity session and pointed to my half-empty martini glass, "Can I get you another one?"I shook my head, "Not yet, thanks," Because apparently, I will be heading home after this.I internally groaned. All I wante
His words spoke loud and clear. Even though I just met him, but he spoke the truth. I keep trying to suppress that part of me down. It seemed that part of me only existed wherever Chase was. That storm reveled in his calmness, because Chase could easily tame that part down, and without him, I feel that I would just get lost if I let go. I kept guarding and trying to take control but to what end?Now, as those silver-blue eyes mischievously challenged me, I thought that it's maybe okay to let go and get lost again.My gaze drifted down to my see-through shirt, "What am I gonna do about my shirt though?"His eyes went there and he smiled, "I've got a jacket in my car, you can borrow it."I didn't think, I just placed my hand in his, letting him take the lead. It was reckless and dangerous and at the moment, I so liked that. He pulled me outside to the street and paused by the side of what I suppose is his car. He opened it to get the jacket as I sucked into a deep gulp of air, inhaling
PrologueLilly's POVToday is the day.You know, the day.The one I was waiting for since I accidentally opened an - ahem - a very restricted webpage. It was an accident. I swear. It's not like I was seven years old, searching on my iPad, "Where do babies come from?" after my dad told me that he picked me up from Walmart and is planning on returning me back.It's not like my mother told me that babies come after you hug someone and I went around my school hugging every boy in sight but never got pregnant. It's not like that at all.Okay. Maybe it was exactly like that.What can I say, I was a curious kid. When I wanted answers, I went around searching everywhere till I found them.My first thought was that babies came from amazon. I remember asking Alexa to order me a baby. I think my question confused her because right the next day, she broke down. I try to think of it as an accident, last thing I want is a machine-killing guilt on my conscious. Anyway, I knew I had to depend on myse
Lilly's POVThe aching in my skull ebbs and flows like a cold tide. Pain pulses through every nerve in my body and I moan as I feel both hot and cold. I've been laying in my bed for the last two hours, wide awake, eyes closed and totally dehydrated.Now, I understand why they call it a hangover, for it feels as if the blackest of clouds are over my head with no intention of clearing until late afternoon.I groan and wrap myself in the duvet, waves of nausea adding to my misery. My phone pings with a message after another, but I care less to check it.My brain feels like it would swell beyond the capacity of my skull and now my dehydration is too obvious to ignore.Perhaps some painkillers would help.I raise my heavy eyelids half way only for them to fall shut. I groan as I raise them again and swing my bare feet to the cold floor.I yawn and brush the hair covering my face away. My first instinct kicks me to check my phone but once my hand reach out for it, I notice the small box lay
Lilly's POV"What are you talking about?" He asked, his tone steady, and his words measured. The disoriented emotions that swirled his eyes seconds ago suddenly faded into nothing.Anger clenched my jaw and I grated out, "I heard everything," My eyebrow arched in accusation, "Zack wanted to ask me out before but you," I pointed at him, "You stopped him, why is that?"I thought my question would clear out that blank look but instead, he shrugged...he simply shrugged.I groaned in annoyance at his lack of reaction and my hand reached to the neck of his shirt, grabbing it, I pulled him down. His eyes grew wide a bit, shocked at the gesture, "Why do you always interfere in my life like that?" I hissed in his face.His hand came to mine and gently untangled my fingers from over the fabric. He pulled it away but didn't let it go, "We are not kids anymore, okay?" I snapped while he kept silent, "You can't just steal my things when I break your toys," I sarcastically remarked, "That's not how