Decades ago

Chapter Two: How it's going

The next morning when Lillian woke up she felt numb after what she did to her father even if he was an asshole she felt terrible for killing him. While Lillian laid in bed at the Mikaelsons house her thoughts were starting to overwhelm her to the point she started shaking and breathing heavily and then she started to cry her eyes out when she kept seeing her dead father at the end of the stairs. Lillian would close her eyes and take a deep breath wiping away her tears she'd then get ready for her day and checking her reflection in the mirror to make sure it wasn't obvious that she was crying. Lillian would then head downstairs to join the conversation with the Mikaelsons, while she was walking downstairs she'd heard Rebekah mention her name and she'd stop before coming around the wall and listened in to the conversation. "Nik, we can't just let her stay locked up in that room all day it's unhealthy especially since she's not eating." Rebekah would say with concerned laced in her voice. "Rebekah she needs time and space to comprehend what happened yesterday- it's not like I can force her to.. well we can technically but we won't." Nik would hint to both Rebekah and his ability to compel humans. "Well we could at least try and get her to eat without forcing her-" Rebekah would be cut off when she saw Lillian come from behind the corner. "Well good evening Lillian-" Rebekah would say kinda surprised to see her out of the room. "Morning." Lillian would respond back with a bit of a mumble as she didn't feel like talking which her physical appearance would show since her face was stained with tears and her eyes were a bit puffy. "Is everything alright darling?" Rebekah would say to the teen in her British accent that she has. "Mm, I'm fine." Lillian would say plastering a fake small smile as she didn't want the Mikaelsons to worry about her. As neither of the mikaelson believed her mask that she's trying so hard to hold up so for now they let it slid until Lillian would let her walls fall down. "Would you like something to eat, darling? I'm sure you're hungry." Rebekah would say softly to Lillian as she put down an extra plate on the table for Lillian. Lillian would glance down at the plate as she was hungry she still didn't feel like eating much as the image of her dead father still stuck in her head. "It's ok you don't have to worry about me, I'm just going to head down to town." Lillian would say with a weak smile.