@ShadeStar
Lillian whispered with a soft smile on her face, "It was perfect."
Lillian whispered with a soft smile on her face, "It was perfect."
"Today is the day we got away and yes it was perfect." Darren glanced at his watch. "Unfortunately I think we have to go back soon." Darren frowned.
Lillian sighed. Tears began to form in her eyes, she held Darren close, "I never want this to end."
"It never has to. Every time something happens at home remember today, you can get away whenever you want. I'd do this every day as long as it meant I could see you as happy as you were."
Lillian looked Darren in the eyes, "Thank you. For everything."
"Thank you for accompanying me," Darren replied. "I'll drive you home, and you have my phone number if you need me."
Lillian nodded. She didn't want to touch her phone, she assumed a third message had been sent, "It was my pleasure."
Darren pulled up to Lillian's house and helped her out of the car. He then walked her up to her porch wishing they would have never gotten out of the car so they could drive away from all of this. Someday he assured himself.
Lillian stood outside the porch, she looked at Darren, "B-bye… I-I'll see y-you Monday."
She took a shaky breath as she entered the dark house. Lilian tried to sneak back into her room with out being noticed, but of course her mother was waiting, "And where the hell have you been you slutty bitch?!"
Darren walked to his car when he heard her mother yelling, he stopped and winced. Stay out of it.
Lillian adapted to her usual mask around her mother. Hiding her true feelings deep down inside, "I was out with a friend."
"One of those theaters nerds I take it?" Her mother snarled.
Lillian didn't respond. Her mother stalked towards her, "I said it was a theater nerd wasn't it? You really should quit, kid. You'll never make it far."
Lillian looked her mother straight in the eye. She tried to clam her racing heart, "I won't quit."
Her mother snarled and raised her hand. Lillian readied herself. Her mother's hand whipped across Lillian's face, the sound resonated through out the house. A second blow came to the gut sending Lillian sprawling to the floor.
Darren came rushing through the door and was next to Lillian immediately, "Lillian are you okay?"
Lillian nodded, holding her stomach. Lillian's mother looked at Darren suspiciously, "And who the Hell are you?! This is a personal matter!"
"Well ma'am technically speaking child abuse is a legal matter, not a personal one," Darren retorted still trying to help Lillian.
Lillian's mother glared at Darren as he helped Lillian to her feet. She stalked up to the pair and socked Darren in the jaw and Lillian in her head.
Darren stumbled backward but quickly caught himself. He didn't know what to do, he could never hit her back unless it was to protect Lillian.
"Why would you do that?" Darren asked Lillian's mom anger filling his kind eyes.
Lillian's mother looked to Darren not answering his question, but noticing the fire in his eyes, "You're no theater geek."
She looked to Lillian who had returned to the floor, "Maybe there is hope for you after all slut."
She kicked her daughter and Lillian groaned.
Darren ran and pushed Lillian's mom, he was seemingly no longer in control of himself and was acting only on the instinct to protect the one he loved. Wait… Loved?
He pushed her harder than he should have and immediately felt guilty. After all he was a football player, he was too good at pushing people.
Lillian's mother stumbled back and fell on the floor. She studied Darren, this was no kid Lillian had picked up off the street.
Lillian looked at Darren and croaked, "Y-you d-don't have to d-do this."
Darren knelt down by Lillian, "And you shouldn't have to… I didn't mean to hurt her."
Lillian nodded. Her eyes were growing tired, "I… Understand…"
Lillian's mother retreated further into the house, she would have to think of a plan to get rid of this new boy.
"Hey, stay with me here Lillian." Darren picked her up and laid her on the couch.
Lillian kept her eyes trained on Darren. Anything to keep her mind from the pain. His eyes, hair, hell even his cute little nose.
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