You okay, little miss? {A Jacob Skelton Fanfic}

~Talk to me~

08/09/13 I'm rolling well at school I think. Somehow I feel like I actually understand the things I'm supposed to learn. aha

Lilly's P.O.V.

'Fine.' I sat there, frozen even though my hot duvets were wrapped around my now clearly woken body. No emotion showed even though my pillow was as a wet clothe from the tears I shattered before. I was in too much shock to register what was happening even though I had heard and understand everything, all the words I never wanted to hear coming out of his mouth in some random phonecall.

'I love you Jacob.' My voice still croaked, my agressive tone was replaced by a much softer one, a delicate one, the one you hear when I break but I doubt he even heard it when I got answered by a beeping sound.

I sighed, pulled my knees up and hugged them tight against my body, rocking myself slowly with my sheets tangled and clenched all around my body.

This is all I had feared and worse. I just wanted to protect my sister, I should've kept an eye on her, not let her escape and bump into the guy I fell for. Because now they're hurt both and it's all my fault.

Now I'm trapped. Trapped between the truth and whatever Phil was gonna do to me when he found out. He would find out if I tell anyone, especially Jacob. IF I tell Jacob of course, I swore to myself that I would keep it to myself. It wasn't my secret it was his but I had to live with it and life was already bad enough. I couldn't tell anyone.

I stood up and quickly pulled a jeans and the first t-shirt I found in my closet. I tried to be quiet, knowing he would still be up and he was able to catch me. My flats on and my jacket was hugged around my upperbody when I shoved the window further open.

But Jacob isn't anyone, I love him.

I didn't had a plan on how to get down, I thought it'd be easy since there was a big, old cherry tree in our garden and I was about to climb down from it. But it was almost a metre away from the windowsill. So that would mean I had to jump on it then?

I could just jump down but it was just too high to ignore the fact of broken bones. I needed some kind of stopover before I crashed on the ground sort of to break my fall. I stood there for a while, looking uncertain at the tree infront of me. If I could just grab ahold of that tranch over there... I closed my eyes. No wait, I can't jump with my eyes closed! I jumped and reached infront of me, I almost yelled it out when my hand hit the tranch hard and a stinging feeling was pulsing through it but I bit my lip to stop myself. Glad I got a hold of it with one hand.

I let go and landed on the ground harshly. My face nuzzled in the grass as I had landed on my tummy and my injured hand was crushed under my body, making it just worse. I quickly rolled on my back and winced as quietly as I could.

A tear slipped from my face, I think it might be broken now, or maybe just a bit dislocated somehow. I took a deep breath before pushing myself up with one hand and looked up at my open window.

I did it. Oh my god I just jumped out my window, but the pain daggers that the veins if my hand sended to my brain made me remind myself that it wasn't without trouble. And after all, I was still in my garden, Phil could still come out any second and start yell at me once he pulled by my hair inside again. Or maybe do worse...

I quickly but silently ran out of the garden, good thing he closed the curtains to keep neighbours or anyone out, so he wouldn't be able to see me, I hope.

I saw Jacob standing there already, in the same clothes he had worn today, most likely tired as well. Though I wasn't tired, I guess jumping from my windowsill and about to reveal practically my life to Jacob awaked me a bit.