Novel & Cerita The Loud House Lily

Dad says when Aiden starts to get on his nerves, “You are retired, stop going there. Or anywhere else. Seriously, man.” “I’ll stop once I’m out of Altamira, but if I’m here…” he shuts up at the same time I look to the doorway. There’s a weird noise approaching. "Hello?" Lily's voice calls right before she appears. She's wearing a tiny yellow dress, her hair looks different than it did yesterday and she's wearing makeup. And she's dragging a suitcase and a leash with her ugly beast attached to it.

Who got you this mad? "Me." "You?" "Yes! Me." Lily sighed, "I need you too…" she hesitated, then took in a deep breath. "I need you to tell me everything about sex." "Sex!" Emily and Sarah chorused. "Shhhh," Lily covered Sarah's mouth, knowing she had younger brothers, "let's go to your room." ֍ ֍ ֍

Lily starts laughing at my words, like she finds my reaction amusing rather than offensive. “Oh, Luna,” she says between laughs. “You have no idea how crazy I can be. But you’re about to find out.” Her laughter and the way she’s talking about being crazy make me realize that this situation is much more dangerous than I thought. Lily isn’t just jealous or upset, she might actually be mentally unstable. “I’m going to end your little reign as the golden girl,” Lily says, her voice becoming cold and threatening again. “And I’m going to teach you a lesson about taking things that don’t belong to you.”

"I'd burn this whole damn world down before letting that psycho take me from you." The blistering heat and conviction in his voice seemed to steady Lily's wild pulse. She closed her eyes, focusing only on the cadence of their mingled breaths, the solid weight of his frame against hers. His arms were steel bands holding her in the eye of the hurricane. Louis's rumbling voice slowly filtered in, calling out status updates over the radio about securing the perimeter and transporting Chloe for medical detention. James's thumb rubbed soothing circles on Lily's back. "But we're still not out of the fire yet. You ready for whatever other twisted games she's got planned?"

"Will it smell the same?" Aurora and Julian both turned. Lily had not opened her eyes. She was lying perfectly still against the soft leather seat, but she was not asleep. She was simply resting, listening to the steady rhythm of their conversation. Julian leaned closer to his daughter. "Cedar Falls?" Julian asked softly. Lily shook her head against the headrest. Her dark eyes remained tightly closed. "Home," Lily said. She used the word with complete, undeniable ownership. She did not say the house. She did not say the kitchen. She named the permanent structure they had built together.

As I reached the door, I paused for a moment, trying to gather my thoughts and calm my racing heart. I opened the door for Lily, and she quickly looked around like she was expecting to see someone. “Why? What is wrong?” I asked, seating myself on the edge of the bed, trying to appear nonchalant despite the turmoil inside me. “Someone said they saw a bright light coming from the bathroom, and the light was too bright to be a bathroom bulb,” she said, and I laughed, albeit a bit nervously. “That is not true. How can that be possible?” I said, trying to dismiss the idea with a wave of my hand. But Lily still looked around the room, her eyes scanning every corner. I could tell from the descripti

The power flickers once, twice, then goes out entirely, plunging the house into darkness. "Stay there," Lily calls from the kitchen. "I'll get candles." I hear her rummaging through drawers, the scratch of a match, and then she appears in the bedroom doorway holding three lit candles. The flames cast dancing shadows across her face, her body, the thin white shirt she's already changed into for bed. She's soaked.

For a moment, the walls of the estate didn’t feel so suffocating. “Oh, and wait till you hear about me,” Lily continued, her tone switching to mock-dramatic. “Between my dad’s endless lectures and my cousins turning the house upside down, I’m living in a zoo. You’d love it.” Elara found herself giggling. “You sound the same, Lily. I swear you haven’t changed a bit.” “Neither have you,” Lily countered. “Except you went and got married without me there to throw rice in your face. Traitor.”

Suddenly, she peeled her gaze away from us before turning on her heels to leave, and just when I thought Selena was over the moon and might have forgotten her mission here, she tilted her head towards Lily, as she speaks, her sentences punctuation with an uncontrollable moan. “Where the heck – fuck,” She cussed, “are you going to? Stay here and serve us drinks when we need you to.” Lily took a deep loud breath before turning to look at us, yet again. I didn't miss the sight of the glare she aimed at the both of us before walking over to a corner, not so far from us and leaned her back on the wall. In a game, everyone plays with purpose, yet, someone has to be at the losing end.

**** **Lily’s POV** Aunt Clara’s voice carried from the living room like a sermon. “I’m telling you, the girl is becoming too rebellious. She arrives in that tiny skirt, rolls her eyes at the priest, runs from the table like a spoiled child, and still refuses to cover herself properly. This family is holy. We always pray. We dress decent. Look at my nephews—they dress decent despite being guys. So why are you dressing like a slut, Lily?”