I cried as they took Lilly away on a stretcher. I wish that everyone knew what they did. Lilly has four fucking cuts on her arm because of some asshole that posted a video of is at the statue.
What if she doesn't survive this time? Last time it was a single cut on her shoulder, at least half the size of these cuts and I almost lost her.
I was in the hospital for the third time this month. It hurt me so much staring at the white walls of the waiting room.
I don't know why I thought it was a good idea to open Twitter and read some tweets, but right now I would not let myself be happy. The slightest spark of happiness was not allowed in my body. Not till I knew for a fact Lilly would survive.
Dom and Lilly were cute before, now I lost appreciation for them
I just can't. I watched the video once and I'll never look at them the same way.
It was already too much for me. Was there nobody going to come up for us?
I now wonder what else they lied about. Completely lost trust.
If they wanted to keep their relationship a secret they shouldn't have addressed they hickeys
That's what you get when you're a hoe, thirsty for the break up views
Lilly is not a hoe. I can't read these. All of them are bashing me and Lilly. Mostly Lilly, just because she is the female. Nobody is calling me a fuckboy, but I've seen slut and how appear multiple times. People are disgusting.
I wiped the tears off my cheeks. Lilly needed to survive. Just to prove the haters wrong. If she doesn't survive, it will be big news. I don't want her to become the hot topic for committing suicide. Just the thought of that almost made me throw up. Lilly and suicide don't belong in the same sentence.
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My body was tired, but I didn't want to sleep. It had been thirteen hours since I came here. I walked up to the desk. 'Is there any chance I can stay here tonight? I don't want to leave until I know my girlfriend is alive.' My voice cracked. The woman looked at me, with pain in her face. I could tell she felt bad for me. 'You can stay here, there will be someone behind this desk at all times if you need something.' She smiled at me politely. I thanked her and sat back down in one of the chairs. I wish I knew what was happening with Lilly right now. Was she breathing? Was her heart beating? I had so many questions that couldn't be answered. All I could do was wait.
For either the worst or the best news I was ever going to hear.
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