I'm dyeing because of you

when i woke up (part one)

um.... these 2-3 parts i'm not sure how many there will be but um... their all what happend in the same place and all that but i wanted to split them up a bit and i had to finsh typing some of the parts so i just wanted to get some of it posted the was allready done so here it is hope you like. like always please coment shazza p.s sorry its short it seems longer with the other part with it oh and the things that are in 'bold' that waht lily is writting just so you know and i'll do the second part tomorrow  (well for me it is tomorrow) ok enjoy

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Lily’s pro

I rolled over to find I had the whole bed to myself I didn’t want to wake open my eyes I buried my head in the pillow I wonder if this I Chris’ room? Maybe you should open your eyes to find out. I rolled over onto my side I opened my eyes and stretched slightly not too much so as to not hurt myself I looked around to see a massive room with a queen sized bed, a flat screen T.V, a desk, a leather couch and a bathroom. I stood up slowly the I heard voices form the corridor they sounded angry Oh God it’s me the voices started to get louder then I heard them at the door. I’m scared I don’t know who they are or why their angry but I don’t want to be here I know when someone’s angry with me it all ways ends up hurting I look around the room and see a closet. I move over to it quickly ignoring the pain in my stomach and back I go in trying to hide I shrink back as far as I can go and close my eyes and wait, whishing Chris was here helping me I feel tears running down my face as I cry from fear.

 Chris pro

I’m running home when I feel scared and frightened. I feel as through lily is calling me to help her. I run as fast as I can go, I reach home and run in I shift and run into the corridor I smell lily’s fear, I run up the stairs to my room to find my mother, farther, sister and Tim outside the door they seemed to be having an argent about something “Chris your back quickly is everything all right?” I looked at my mother “is everything ok here?” I starting to panic I can still feel lily’s fear “yes why?” Oh God why is lily scared if nothing is wrong? I push past Tim and my dad and open my door and go in but I can’t see her anywhere she’s hindering in the closet I walk to her closet and open the door, yep she’s defiantly in here I can hear her crying in the back. I reach in and feel my arms go around my someone, she doesn’t fight me off I pull her out and hold her in front of me so I can see her face I wipe away the tears she filches as I move my thrum over her face where it was a little darker it was a new bruise alone with old bruises “lily why are you so scared?” she looks up at me opens her mouth but then shuts it and looks down in shame 

 Lily’s pro

I’m still hindering when I hear her bedroom door opened then I see form behind my eyelids I feel string arms warp around me I know who it is the little shocks are a giveaway I get pulled out of the closet and put in fount of Chris he wipes away the tears on my face I do flinch a little when his thumb past over my bruises “lily why are you so scared?” I looks up at him and open my mouth to answer then I remember I haven’t spoken to anyone in 11 years I looked down in shame “do you want to write it down?” I nodded he walked over to his desk to get me some paper and a pen. I look to my left and see 4 people standing at the door I remember two of them from last night but I haven’t seen the two women before. I think he woman who looks to be in her late 30’s early 40’s to be Chris’ mum. Chris comes back over with the pen and paper I take it and write ‘I thought someone was angry with me and I was scared about being hurt because I’m here.’  I give it back to Chris I see him read it “why?” he gives it back and I write my answer ‘I heard yelling’ I give it to him he reads it then pulls me into him “No-one’s angry with you lily no-one will hurt you here your safe with me” he pulls away and I smile weakly and tune to the people at the door I looked down in shame again because I can’t speak well it’s not I can’t I just don’t