A/N - I know this isn't my song and I don't take any credit for it but for the purpose of my story I'm pretending my character has written this song and a few others to come.
*Lily's POV*
I take my seat at the piano in the music room at school and place my bags down on the floor beside me. I had a free period so I decided to come here as I needed to let out my built up emotions. It's only the first day back and I'm already feel like I'm going to break down. That's the thing with music; it helps distract me from reality, all the pain and the hurt that I feel I can let out through one song.
I stare at the piano keys before I let my mind go blank and then I just start to play...
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
You used to captivate me by your resonating light
Now, I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me, I've been alone all along
When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
You still have all of me, me, me
I didn't realise I was crying till I snapped out of my trance and notice my wet cheeks. I couldn't help but reminisce after I sang a song like that. They always left me so lost until I regained my thoughts. I grabbed my phone from on top of my bag to check the time, not noticing how long I'd spent just sat here after singing. I realised I needed to hurry up to get to my last lesson otherwise I'd be late, and trust me when I say I don't want to get a detention! It'd cause all sorts of implications that won't end well...
I managed to get to my lesson on time with just a few minutes to spare. I wished this lesson would go fast because I can't stand maths! Yeah I may be good but it's only so I can get into collage and be able to buy my own house for me and my little sister Skye! God I can't wait to leave...
Half way through the lesson I really need to use the toilet otherwise I was scared my bladder would freaking burst! "Miss?" I called out.
"Yes Miss. Parker?" My teacher sighed as if she was annoyed, but I didn't really care. I'd forgotten her name anyway and does she really want me to wee in her floor? Thought not!
"Please may I go to the toilet?" I put on a sweet and innocent voice hoping she'd let me and to my surprise she did.
I hurried out the classroom, afraid everyone was looking at me. I hate attention and I try to avoid it at much as possible because if anyone found out about me I'd be dead. And also the fact that I'm just a very shy person in general and hate the idea of someone humiliating me.
As I reached the bathroom and ran into the nearest stall after making sure no one else was in here, I hate going to the toilet when it's quite with someone else there. I know weeing is normal and everyone does it but it makes me nervous when people can here me. Like they might judge me on how loud I am or how long I wee for. Once I'm finished I flush the chain and unlock the door. I let out a gasp at the stranger looking back at me from the mirror, copying exactly as I do.
There's no way that could be me. My curly red hair hung lifelessly down to my waist as my once unique emerald green eyes now looked ordinarily dead and colourless, especially with the black bags underneath them due to not being able to sleep out of fear something would happen. The freckles splattered around my dull face looked like an explosion of brown splotches inked into my skin. My plump lips probably my best asset at the moment as at least they looked normal compared to the rest. One thing I did like about myself was my tallness. At least being 5'8" had some advantages, like not being so small compared to 'him' and being able to defend my little sister Skye if he ever tried something, which he sometimes did.
At the thought of this made me automatically bring up the side of my maroon jumper to reveal a freshly swollen purple bruise covering my ribs. I tried to trace the outline but even the slightest touch caused me to wince and hiss in pain. He always knew never to strike for my face or somewhere where someone could see.
He was smart like that. When he first got with my mother 6 years ago, I knew something wasn't right about him. But he was cunning, always knew how to avoid getting caught when he decided to use me as a punching bag. I was 13 when he hit me for the first time. He waited a year before he ever laid a finger on me but it was only to make sure that if I ever tried to tell my mum, she'd believe him over her own daughter. I don't think my mom actually believed him, I think she was scared too, but couldn't leave him because of what he'd do. She never told me anything but I was sure he abused her too. We both feared him. Even the mention of his name made us cower in our shoes. "Victor" was all that was need to be said and I would start shaking, my palms would begin to sweat.
I heard the door open as someone walked in, snapping out of my trance immediately, i realised it wasn't anyone important, it was just a smart girl which I'm sure we share a class in.
It suddenly dawned on me that I was supposed to go back to maths class! Luckily I had only spent 5 minutes in the toilets but it seemed like way longer then that. Not that I'm complaining, I don't want anyone to think I was having a shit or anything. Sorry too much information, right? Oh well.
As I was practically running down the hall, I quickly turned the corner but bumped into something hard...
Very hard!
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A/N Again - Hi all I just want to say that if you are reading this then thank you! This is my first ever time writing a story so I don't know if anything makes sense I'm just hoping for the best. These characters are all from my imagination so I won't put up a cast list of who plays who because I want all you guys to use your imagination too and imagine what these characters would look like to you. I will definitely be carrying on this story so once I've posted my first chapter don't think I'm not carrying it on because I am. If you do want to leave comments please leave nice ones only. I know this story won't be perfect but it is my first time writing any kind of story. I decided to write one because I spend so much time searching for types books that I'm in the mood to read and I've got so many different ideas so I was like, you know what let's try to write on. I'm no expert so please don't judge and if you don't like my story then don't read it I'm not forcing you too. The story will get more and more interesting as it goes on so please stick with me. Sorry for such a long authors note I just wanted to get all this said now. Now hold on tight! This is going to be a bumpy ride!!! (Cringe)
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