Chapter 14

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My life will never be the same again. 

Lilly Talia Matthews is my life. 

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Daniel's POV

I'm so worried about Skyla. Talia's been over everyday this week, I don't think I remember her going home. Skyla keeps crying and they have deep conversations. I've decided to keep my distance, up until now. I feel like this is my fault, we had an amazing date-or what I thought was an amazing date- and now she won't stop crying? 

Talia left about half an hour ago for some reason, and now my feet found themselves walking to the living room, where Skyla was curled up in PJ's with a blanket, watching TV with a bored, blank expression. She had no makeup on and she looked perfect, apart from her tear-stained cheeks and tired eyes which made me just want to make the pain stop. She looked up at me and smiled wearily. I sat down next to her and she leaned her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her and she snuggled in to me, I was trying to ignore the tingles that her touch gave me, the shivers that ran through my whole body.

"Baby are you okay?" I kiss her soft hair and she sighs underneath me. She furrows her brow in an adorable way and then looks up at me through her lashes.

"I love it when you call me baby," she kisses me and I melt into it immediately, she tastes like strawberries and I was craving her. I don't know who asked for entrance but they got it, and now our tongues were in the middle of a fight. She moaned into my mouth and I smiled into the kiss. My hands are in her hair, and hers are on my chest. Eventually we both have to break apart for air, and we look at each other and giggle.

"I should call you baby more often," we laugh and then Skyla bites her lip.

"You asked me if I was okay. I'm not Daniel, I'm far from it." She sighs and the sadness in her eyes breaks my heart. I had a feeling this was linked with her awful nightmares, I cuddled her to me but she shrugged me off. I tried to hide the hurt that caused me.

"Daniel...we can't have a real relationship if you don't know the truth about me. But I'm scared, scared that you'll hate me, scared that you'll leave me." I cup her cheeks with my hands and look into her beautiful eyes.

"I'm not going anywhere, Skyla. No matter what I'm staying with you baby, okay?" She nodded and took a deep breath. 

"There's a reason we moved here, changed schools. I don't know what Craig told you but it's a lie. For years my...he would....my father," tears were running down her cheeks and I touched her arm, showing her that she didn't have to go on but she ignored me, after swallowing hard and wiping her eyes she continued, "he used me. He d-did things t-to me. He b-beat me and m-made me s-starve and lie to my m-m-mother. He h-had sex with me and I b-begged him to stop but he w-wouldn't. I-it happened s-so m-many times and then....and then.." she was crying too hard to make any sense and I held her in my arms and rocked her. Anger was raging inside me, how dare that bastard hurt my girl, how dare he do that to her. Pain welled up inside me when I thought of what she'd had to deal with, and then lie to her mother. She put up a front but really, she was little and she'd had her childhood ripped away from her. She swallowed and then wiped her eyes once more. She looked at me as she continued.

"This happened for about 3 years, a-and then I missed my period," I gasped and a shiver visibly passed through her, "I w-was pregnant and he made m-me keep it a s-secret. I w-was only s-seventeen. I lied to mother a-and told her that I h-had a boyfriend and he got m-me pregnant. She didn't talk to m-me for two months and then s-she found out the truth and in the end h-he was put in prison," guilt clouded her eyes and I rubbed her shoulder, she should not feel guilty about that fucking pervert going to prison. 

"A-and I kept the baby. I couldn't have an abortion, a-and I wanted one good thing to come from him. S-so Mum helped me prepare and gave me some money, everything was going amazingly and I was so happy." Her eyes went cloudy and dark, I was scared for what she'd say next.

"Then I went into labour a month early. Lilly was born at 3:43 pm and she weighed 4lbs2oz. She was tiny, but she was beautiful," I could just imagine this baby having her beautiful big eyes and cute little facial expressions, "she had to be incubated for a d-day but then I could hold her all I liked. I was so happy I constantly cried in happiness. Then the day after that, I was holding her and she went floppy, stopped breathing. The doctors tried to revive her but," she shook her head with silent tears streaming down her cheeks, simultaneously stabbing my heart, "it was hopeless. They said it was a cot death. They said it wasn't my fault. I knew the truth. The day of our date was a year since it had happened. I feel so guilty, and if my baby was still here she'd be learning to walk and talk, being really cute. I can't believe she's gone. If only.." she kept on crying and it killed me.

"Baby none of what you've told me was your fault. That bastard used you and I can't believe that anyone would do that. And Lilly, her death wasn't your fault. Noone knows why cot deaths happen, they don't happen because of the mother being reckless. Babe you're amazing and you just went through some unfortunate tragedies, and yes I wasn't there when it happened and I wish I could have been, but angel I promise to be there for you now." She looked at me with wide trusting eyes and she gave a small smile.

"You're fucking amazing do you know that?" She cuddled into me and then she went to go for a shower. I hugged into the blanket that she left behind, it smelt like her. She sent my heart racing and I was falling for her, fast. She would be hurting for a while, but do you know what? I was going to stay through all of it. 

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Skyla's POV

I had the best boyfriend in the world! He understood everything, he even made Lilly hurt less. I'd show him a picture later. As I climbed out of the shower, I looked in the mirror at my bare body. First I saw fat rolls and stretch marks and chubby cheeks. But then it's like my eyes cleared for the first time. I could see my ribs and I had a flat belly, my thighs didn't touch, my hip bones jutted out, my cheek bones jutted out of my face slighty and I was pale all over. I saw what I was. And then I saw my bare arms. What I put them through. I think I was finally becoming okay.

I was very very wrong. 

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(A/N) Heyy! Sorry for the tiny chapter, I wanted her to tell Daniel so yeah. Things are gonna get juicy :) The actress I've put Skyla as is on the side, isn't she just beautiful? *Sigh*

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