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"It's all going to be okay," Darren reassured putting a fake smile on his face to comfort her. "Where do you keep your medicine I can get you something for the pain."
"It's all going to be okay," Darren reassured putting a fake smile on his face to comfort her. "Where do you keep your medicine I can get you something for the pain."
Lillian muttered, "Bathroom. Down the hall door on left."
Darren kissed her forehead and ran to the bathroom to rifle through the meds in the cabinet. He found ibuprofen and ran it back to Lillian.
Lillian was still on the edge of consciousness when Darren returned. She wanted to tell him she's had worse, but her voice had stopped working.
He gave the medicine to her and grabbed a bottle of water sitting on the table next to them. Darren helped to sit upright on the couch. "Take this, it'll help with the pain."
Lillian nodded and took the pills. Her eyes felt extremely heavy.
"Don't go to sleep okay, I need you to stay with me." He cupped her face in his hand.
Lillian felt Darren's hand. She leaned into it and fought to keep her eyes open.
"Where did she go?" Darren asked not expecting an answer as he took Lillian's hand.
Lillian shrugged, she didn't know. Though she had an idea, she squeezed Darren's hand and tried pointing towards the backroom.
"In there?" Darren asked for assurance.
Lillian nodded as her eyes closed.
"No-No, C'mon Lillian. Stay with me." Darren shook Lillian's shoulders.
Lillian attempted to open her eyes, but they refused to cooperate She instead shakily moved one of her hands onto Darren's shoulder and squeezed it.
"It's okay-You're okay." Darren kissed Lillian on the forehead before walking slowly towards the backroom as quietly as possible.
Lillian fell asleep with Darren's kiss resonating on her forehead.
Her mother was in the backroom planning on a way of getting the boy out. She had an idea, and it was positively perfect.
Darren heard movement from within the room and stepped back.
Lillian's mother opened the door. Her long brown hair, freckles, tan skin, and startlingly green eyes greeted Darren. Along with a slight smile on her face.
Darren held perfectly still confused by the women's demeanor.
Lillian's mother looked at Darren's confused face, Good. "Now I know you're no theater kid, but you clearly care for my daughter."
Darren nodded slowly unsure of what was happening.
Her mother smirked, "If you truly do care for her you won't tell anyone about what goes on in this house. It means I'll simply have to cause her even more pain, and we don't want that do we?"
Darren shook his head, "No ma'am we don't."
"Good," Lillian's mother held the door, "Now run along, and remember. Don't tell anyone." She winked at him before closing the door in his face.
Darren didn't know what to do. Lillian was in danger and he couldn't find a way to fix it. "Stop!" He yelled through the door.
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