Blood Lilly

Chapter 19


I rolled over for the hundredth time, wondering how I had gotten into this mess. Mike had given me the rest of the week off. He insisted that I take the time to rest up considering my injuries and the shell shock of the baby news. After two days I wasn't sure staying in my little apartment was going to do anything other than make me miserable. All I was doing at home, was thinking about what I was going to do. Would Gabriel be happy? Would he want me to get rid of the baby?

The stress was making me sick...worrying over every possibility that might or might not happen. I had planned on killing Cayn hence winning back Gabriel's love and the Order's trust. That seemed almost impossible now. I thumbed Gabriel's cell number wondering what to do. I hadn't planned on calling him, not until I was certain Cayn was dead. Maybe that was a lie, I told myself though...things between me and Gabriel could never work out. He was with the side that wanted me dead, that was that.

Rolling over again I groaned, why did this have to happen? I need to get back to work so that I could sit on things for a little while. I had time. Four weeks was still early. There was no rush to make a decision just yet. I tucked Gabriel's number back away, no use saying anything until I was sure what I was going to do. Tomorrow though, I'd go back to work whether Mike liked it or not. Mike had promised not to say anything and I was counting on him to keep that promise.

Red mist swelled around me; a clear indication that I had drifted off to sleep. Cayn was visiting me again; he was the only one who seemed to invade my dreams like this. It was never a fun experience for me, though I was happier knowing who it was. Cayn hung back in the shadows as the mist became a thick fog only a few inches off the ground.

"What do you want?" I snapped, over these intrusive visits. "I know it's you Cayn so get out of the shadows and tell me what you want."

"I'm happy to see you too, my sweetness. How are you faring?"

"Don't call me that." My tone harsh. "Not that it's any of your business but I'm doing just fine."

Cayn walked towards me, his hand running over my still swollen cheek. "Picking fights already my dear? If you tell me where you are, I'd kick their ass for you."

"I can kick ass perfectly fine on my own," I told him. "Besides, they're dead."

Cayn laughed. "Oh, you are blossoming into such a beautiful woman. Though your choice in men leaves little to be desired; falling in love with an angel...really Lilly? I thought you knew better, though I doubt he'll be happy now that he knows Levi is with you. In fact, I am sure you won't be bothered by him again, now that he knows who really holds your heart."

I lashed out, unable to control myself. My hand slapped Cayn across the face as hard as I could muster. How dare he lie to Gabriel like that? I was beyond furious. If my knuckles hadn't been so sore I would have punched him...but a good slap would just have to do.

"How dare you!" I snarled. "You have no idea who holds my heart. Why lie? You don't even know if Levi is here... I haven't seen him." I lied.

"Sure you haven't," Cayn mocked rubbing his jaw. "By the way, if you do see him in the next few days, tell him that I know what he is up to. Amy was very forth coming with her information. I am not impressed."

"Sure thing... but I haven't seen him."

"Fair enough, though I think you're lying to me, Lilly. Just know that if I find out you're in on his little plan, then, I'll have no issue letting the Order tear you limb from limb before I drag you down to Hell." With that warning Cayn kissed me on the cheek that wasn't swollen before leaving. I woke shaking; wondering what Levi had gotten himself into.

The gym was already crowded when I arrived. Considering I technically had the day off, it felt right to take my time arriving. Pa was over near the mats, watching as students sparred with one another. Levi was there, kicking ass as usual. I wondered if he had been worried about me or not, after all I had been away for two days. The swelling around my face was much less today than it had been yesterday. Make-up covered the remaining bruising well enough that I could show my face in public.