You say as you began to shake a little. You're new to all this.
"D-does that means that...you too? And Gabriel..? How ? How can you guys be so kind yet having a traumatic past ?Tell me! I am...just curious."
You say looking down at the floor, trying to avoid eye contact.
Lillie: "We learned to go through it. Even though it always stays a bit. It never fully go away, it only just...pretends to be gone."
She said as she keeps her posture straight and polite. She was telling the truth, indeed. But you were still curious. What have they been through? What happened? What might made "Mother Céline" To get them back? You do have a backstory. But did she..?
(NDA: It goes without saying that the reader's gender isn't defined as this story is supposed to be a self insert. So everyone, no matter the gender can read this story without getting offended by being misgendered or being assigned a gender that doesn't match their identity. So if there are any other perspective than the reader's one, the protagonist will go by they/them for gender fittings. Keep in mind that this story is a self insert. That's all! Onto the story my potatoes!!😌✌🏽)
"Uhm..may I know..what happened to you guys? Maybe opening up to someone could...make you feel better ?"
Lillie: "I don't need to open up to feel better. Mother taught us to not cry over past."
"Oh...is that so..? Mhm..can I...can I still know what happened to Gabriel..? He's the first one I met when I got here...I wanna help...even a bit.."
Lillie: "...I know I am not supposed to say it...but you are a kind soul. So here's the truth. Gabriel has been (trigger warning: s3xu@l @ss@ult) groomed by his own older sister when he was 11. And he cried. He cried a lot. He was..a crybaby before Mother found him. And his life changed the second he took her helping hand. Mother is our savior. Our hero. We love her. We love her more than anything else."
You were shocked. And you were shaking a bit. Tear began ducting in your eyes. Lillie gets closer to you and hugs you warmly, trying to comfort you the best she could.
Lillie: "He's fine now. He's fine. He's safe. (?i$¿h3‽th0ugh¿?) He's okay. He's always fine. He recovered. He moved on.."
She said rubbing your back and staring at the ground.
"Can I...can I know what happened to you Lillie...? If...if he could go through that and grow in a joyful and happy child...I want to know if you always were this polite...or did something happened..?"
You asked, titling your head to your side. You were curious. And her grip around you got suddenly stronger. She pulled away from you.
Lillie: "are you sure you want to know? You were on the verge of tears when I told you about Gabriel.."
"Lillie. I want to know."
She sighed. She looked over to a photo with her and another person with a lion skull head.
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Lillie: "This...was my best friend when I was younger. Her name was Xastril. We met at the Yellow Dress Orphanage. We were both lost kids. Her and I were the best of the friends back then...we played...we disobeyed..we talked back..we were, not the most obedient of all kids, that was for sure...we were two little brats back then. But then one day...our overseer had enough of our chaos and shenanigans...so she sent both of us to the Reeducation center for us to become "real women". We were the bad kids back then. And at the reeducation center...we were being beaten if we didn't behave. We learned classic dance, how to always be helpful to others. We grew up to be little maids. But then, Xastril..ran away one night. And I was left alone. I screamed, bleed and cried my eyes out. B u t n o b o d y c a m e."
She said with a monotone voice. It sounded empty yet disturbing. You didn't feel comfortable at all. You were worried and your breaths became faster and shorter. You were hyperventilating at this point. You couldn't believe it. You just couldn't. Even you haven't gone through those kind of things..
"Lillie, I am sorry"
You said as you felt tears running down both of your cheeks.
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WOOOO! DRAMA! EMOTIONAL BREAKDOWN! MENTAL ILLNESS! WOO! SEVERE TRAUMA! WOOOOOOOO PERFECT FOR A CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!
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