secret is out

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- lillys pov - 

My parents are insane, like they are clinically insane for doing this to me. It's bad enough that I was raped, but now they are blowing it up. Yesterday they went to the lawyer and together they pressed charges, today they had a meeting with the school because of it and now Oliver is suspended pending the outcome of the charges. My parents wouldn't let me back to school before he was suspended, so that's why I've been home for the last couple of days. Not to mention that they are making me go to therapy today. I've said I don't want it, but aperently that goes in one ear and out the other. What I want isn't even a conversation these days and it stings. It's my life but they have taken control like never before. Like they think being overcontrolling is going to help me cope with this. The only thing that will do is make me feel suffocated and like a prisoner. It will make me feel like I'm the one getting punished because of all of this. 

«Are you ready to go miss Lilliana?» My new bodyguard Kevin Garcia asks me, and I nod. My parents went back to having a shadow following me everywhere because now they don't trust me anymore. I get that I snuck out to a party, but still, they are punishing me for getting raped. How the fuck is that fair? I'm the victim but they make me feel like shit because they are hovering and micromanaging me. God forbid I didn't learn my lesson, right? I will never go to a party again; it was a fucking bad idea. But I'm also a teenager and neither one of them can honestly say they never went to a party at my age, they would be lying if they said they haven't. But again, I'm the one getting punished for it. 

Before we head to school, I pick up my daily dose of Starbucks from next-door to our apartment building. All the fall flavors are on the menu, and who doesn't love a pumpkin spice latte? I happen to love the seasonal flavors. Normally I would go for an iced drink, but since I'm walking over to school I don't want to freeze to death on my way over. I might be on the ice for hours a week, but there are limits. I don't need to have the ice on the outside and the inside. So I save the iced lattes for when its warmer or when I'm just dropping by before going home where its warm. 

Kevin stays a couple of steps behind me while I head over to school. He is nothing like my past bodyguard, this one is colder and takes his job way to seriously. At least with Brendon I could joke and talk about normal things. But Kevin is as cold as the ice I skate on. hopefully my parents will get rid of this added punishment soon because it's totally not fair. Thank God they drew the line at having him follow me around school, that would be an added nightmare. But they have a tracker on my phone now, so they would know if I left the school building, and then Kevin is waiting outside by the time school ends. I'm basically a glorified prisoner at this point. 

I am giving my parents the silent treatment because they are acting like lunatics. If they can't treat me like they did before I won't bother making conversation with them. the last two days since they found out I spend all my time at home in my room. Ofcourse they make a point to check on me because I think they are terrified that I'm going to lose my mind and kill myself or something. I might be miserable, but I'm not suicidal. However, if they keep this shitshow going I might turn suicidal after all. There is only so much added shit I can deal with on top of the memories from the party. 

«Lilly!» Chloe and Ryan say at the same time. They are waiting outside the school, and I hug them before we head inside. I don't even bother to say goodbye to my prison guard because he doesn't seem interested in making conversation with me anyway. 

«Is that your new bodyguard? He is hot» Chloe smirks at me «you're a funny one, aren't you? Yes, that's Kevin and he is my prison guard. Bodyguard is a understatement for what he is. And looks don't cover up for a shitty and cold personality. I swear that he is colder than ice» 

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