Somebody That I Used To Know

An Innocent Life

One good thing comes out of this... one. The rest, sob worthy. Who's ready to come to my door with pitchforks? (I'm first in line)

This is an absolutely horrible chapter by the way. I hate myself and my writing. Why do I do this?

One Week Later

After a long week of being stuck indoors, guards everywhere they went, and ordering groceries to be picked up because no one can know the Hiddleston's address, the official lockdown was over.

At first, Lily was so hyper that she was racing around the house. She didn't have siblings and there was only so much Tom and Molly could do to entertain her. By the end, she'd lay on the bed next to Tom and roll around groaning about how bored she was.

Molly would slip Tom melatonin at night so that he could sleep better without his mind racing.

Tom had actually started to drink much less. He was so stressed that instead of helping, it was repulsive because he just imagined Matt handing him a glass and making him drink it.

Molly started smoking again, which she did as a teenager. Tom would roll his eyes because he have up drinking and he felt like she was being hypocritical, but it was a nighttime thing to calm her nerves, nothing constant. She also wouldn't do it anywhere near Lily and would change her clothes afterwards so that she didn't reek of smoke.

Diana called everyday for updates. Because Tom refused to tell her anything, she'd call Molly.

He didn't want her to worry, which was why she was persistent on silence. The silence made Diana even more terrified but that wasn't Tom's intention.

He told Emma about what happened though. He opened to her about his eating disorder originally, and although he was beyond upset, he recognized that she helped him in the end by talking about it with everyone.

Lily missed her friends and going places, but Tom still wasn't going to really let her and Molly out of the house after this. Of course, Molly would say that it's not his decision, but he felt that because it was his abuser, he should get the calls on who goes out or not.

Tom wasn't the least bit worried about anything he did, it was all for them. He didn't want Matt to hurt Molly or Lily, so they needed to stay inside. He still often thought about getting a divorce in effort to protect Molly, but she refused.

"Daddy?" Lily says, climbing onto Tom's stomach. She puts her pointer fingers on his face and starts to poke him. "Daaaaadddddyyyy?"

"Yes, Lils?" Tom yawns, opening his eyes for the first time this morning.

"Hi."

"Hi."

"Whatcha doooooin?" she asks, rocking back and forth.

"Well I was sleeping. What are you doing?"

"Nothin."

Lily continues to rock, holding her feet with her hands. She accidentally stabs Tom in the rib with her heel, so he picks her up and sets her next to him.

"Why'd you move me? Are you abandoning me?"

"No, dear, but you hit me with your foot."