Fit In [Tythan] (Completed)

Lilly Chapter

Thank you MarieShihoin for the great idea for this chapter!

~Meanwhile at the Elementary School

Lilly's pov

Right now I was sitting in Art class drawing with my best friend Sky next to me. She was drawing a house and a few people, I think it's her parents. Then Sky is standing in the middle of the two. They all look so happy in the drawing. I smile yet feel a little sad at the same time.

"Lilly, if I can ask. What was your old home like?" She asked.

~Flashback~

"Come on Lil. Get up." Ethan's gentle tone woke me up. I yawned and stretched.

"Mornings Ethy... Where's mommy?" I asked.

"She's at work Lil." He said. Ethan was already dressed in a grey long sleeve shirt and a white shirk that went to his knees.

"I never get to see her anymore." I whimpered.

"I know... Everything it'll be fine soon. I promise." He smiled.

"You say that all the time." I groaned with a frown.

"This time I mean it." Ethy then picked out some of my cloths for me like he always does. He handed me my favorite purple dress and black leggings. Ethy left me and I heard him going down the stairs.

I got dressed and went down stairs to see Ethy cleaning up some of daddy's beer bottles. He usually left them on the ground from the night before.

"Come on Lilly we're going to be late for school." Ethy said as he grabbed his old, blue book bag. He then handed me my old, red one. Ethy walked me all the way to school like he did every day.

"Have a good day!" He smiled at me as he left me at the entrance of the school. Then I saw them the meanies...

"Is that a new dress that your sister bought for you?" Jammy spat.

"Ethy is not a girl he's a boy! I've told you a tho-sand times!" I yelled at them. I knew it wasn't a good idea to yell at a 3rd grader, but my anger got the best of me.

"We'll why does she wear girl's cloths then?" Sally asked in a shoddy tone.

"Be-cus it makes him happy! Why is it sush a big deal?" I asked in a quieter tone, but my anger was still there.

"Your 'brother' is a freak that's why it's a big deal, and if he's a freak then your a freak too." Jammy said wit a evil smirk.

"He is not a freek!" I yelled. I felt anger and sadness flow throughout me. I didn't know which emotions I was feeling.

"Yes he is. My brother and I both know it. That's why my brother is going to teach that fag a lesson." Sally said with a evil smile.

Soon Jammy and Sally both left for the classroom. I was crying out of anger and sadness. I didn't like being picked on, and I hated the thought of Ethy being picked on too.

Maybe Ethy is right. Maybe it will get better. I told myself. I was so wrong...

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"Lilly go up to your room." Ethy told me. I could tell he was scared.

"Why?" I asked in a confused tone.

"Go!" Ethy yelled at me. Now I was scared. Ethy never yelled at me before. He said he would never yell at me.... I did as I was told and quickly went into my room and I slammed the door behind me. Soon I heard another door slam too. I could hear it from downstairs. I leaned up against the door to hear what was going on.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WEARING BOY?!" I heard daddy scream. I couldn't make out what Ethy was saying, but I tried my best.

"Please... Leave. Alone."

"SHUT THE HELL UP BOY!" Daddy yelled at Ethy. I felt so scared. I didn't know what to do or what was happening. I then heard a loud thud and crying. It was Ethy. I was all too familiar with his cries. Ethy told me no matter how much he cries and screams never, ever go downstairs when daddy is home. He also told me never come out till he or mommy gets me.

"This is what you get you little fag..." Daddy said loudly. It wasn't shouting, but it was loud enough that I could hear. Then I heard stomping and then what I think the front door was slamming shut. Quite sobs could be heard from down stairs. I really wanted to go down and help Ethy, but he told me not to.

Then I heard quite footsteps coming up the stairs. The footsteps lead into Ethy's room, which is right next to mine. I know he told me not to go out, but I have to see if  Ethy is ok.

I slowly open my door, it made a quite squeak sound, but you could barely hear it. All I had to take was a few steps to get to Ethy's door. It was cracked a little, so I could see inside. When I peeked in Ethy was sitting on his bed, holding his tummy, and quietly crying.

Then I couldn't help it. I pushed the door open so I could go in. It quickly caught his attention,

"L-Lilly? Wha-t are you doi-ng in here? I told y-ou to stay i-in your
r-oom." Ethy said. His words were shaky and broken. Tears fell from his face to his bed, and the floor.

"I was scarded. I heard you crying. I-I just wonted to make sure you're ok." I whimpered. Ethy sighed and patted the bed next to him. I quickly went over and with all my strength I got up onto the bed.

"I'm ok Lil. We'll leave soon." Ethy said in a sad tone. I wrapped my little arms around him. I didn't hug tight because I didn't want to hurt him. He smiled and leaned into the hug a little bit.

"Evryting is goin' to be fine... I
pro-mise..."

~End of Flashback~

"It was n-not home, but Ethy and I had each oter's backs." I smiled at her. She nodded and went back to her drawing. I went back to mine. I drew Ethy and I holding hands in front of our home.

I hope you liked this. I know this isn't one of my best chapters, but I'll just try a little harder next time. I also want to say, little kids are jerks to each other... So are middle schoolers... and high schoolers... Kids are just assholes... I love each and everyone of you guys! Bye!

~Loser