Taken

Chapter 1O

-Ryan’s P.O.V.-

          When I woke up I was in a car with Lily’s head on my lap, her eyes shut and her body lifeless.

          “Lily!” I yelled without thinking and my father looked back at me with anger in his eyes. Tears started to fill up in mine as I looked down at her dead body. How could I have let her die? What was wrong with me and why couldn’t I do anything right?

          I turned her head so that she was facing straight up, her eye lids covering her beautiful blue orbs. I put my hand on her cheek and slowly rubbed it with my thumb.

          “I’m so sorry…” I whispered as one of my tears dropped onto her button nose. I lost another one, another person I promised myself I would protect.         

          Maybe Maria wanted it this way, she probably wanted Lily dead and I know why. I started to fall for her as much as I wanted to deny it, but it was hard not to when she was the only person I had left. I didn’t go to school so I didn’t have friends, my father had beat my mother to death and cut off all contact with my relatives.

          My dad was crazy, there was something seriously wrong with him and it was hard to watch at times. But then he started bringing his insanity on others, on innocent people just for his own pleasure.

          How could he do this to Lily? She’s so sweet and fragile and he killed her. He stole her life. I hate him with all my heart and soul; he probably doesn’t even have a heart or a soul. He’s like spawn of the devil and I was ashamed and sickened to call him my father.

          No, this man isn’t my father. He might have helped me into this world but he is certainly not a father. I can’t believe I helped him for all these years, helping him with beatings, raping, and killings. That’s not a living, that’s something only Hell should be capable of.

          I’m so useless, I couldn’t even save her. I couldn’t save her or Maria, they’re both gone.

          “Where are we going?” I asked confidently even though the tears still fell onto Lily’s perfectly chiseled face.

          “Utah.” He answered plainly and I thought back to my old house in Utah before my mom died. For a brief while things were good, only when my dad was at work, though. I miss my mother so much; she was always there for me like my father never was.

          “Why is she still?” I asked my father Jackson, referring to Lily, is he stupid enough to keep a dead body in his car? As much as I’d love for him to get caught things would happen to me too if he was put in jail, there was no winning here.

          “Don’t ask stupid questions like that, Ryan.” Jackson snapped and I stared at him with a confused expression, even though he wasn’t looking back.

          I slowly sat Lily up onto my lap and laid her head on my chest, I don’t care if she’s dead, I still love her. I just don’t know if my feelings are for sure, I don’t know if I could love Lily. Maria was always there beckoning to me, I promised. Not like it matters now.

          I leaned my head on the headrest in frustration and pushed everything out of my mind, waiting for this car ride to be over.

          About an hour later my wait was over and we showed up to that same house. I opened the door and left Lily in the car for my father to take care of her. But before I even left the car I kissed her cheek, the one that held so many of my tears.