Entry Three
The divorce hit mom hard. She really loved that man, and even though she caught him in the act, she couldn't believe he had done such a thing. She didn't want to believe me when I told her it had happened for two years.
The divorce was finalized. I went to lots of doctors of all kinds and many other people I don't really remember.
Mom wasn't the same after that. I think she kinda blames me for the divorce.
"You were the one who let this happen. You should've told me and I would've taken care of it" I can hear her saying that perfectly though she never did say it to my face.
When I was nine she met Mark. They fell in love and got married. He really is my saving grace. I don't know what would've happened to me had Mark not come into my life. He keeps me sane around my mother and knows how tough things are for me. He was the only one who believed when... Well I'll get to that later.
Now after this whole experience let's just say every time I hear "lily-pad" whether it's directed at me or not I freak. Like can't catch my breath have to leave the room wanna scream freak.
Once Mom and Mark got married he sat down to talk with me.
"Lilly" he said, "I hope you know that I love you. I love you like you're my own. And I would like to legally become you're father. What would you say to being adopted by me and changing your last name to Marina?"
Of course I said yes. So we went to court as soon as we could and I got adopted. My father gave up his parental rights easily. I figured he was having trouble paying the child support each month.
Did I mention that mom is a CEO at the AT&T company? Well she is. My 'father' never had to do much and everything was paid for by my mom. So being thrown out on his sorry ass was probably a huge slap to the face.
Mark is a successful accountant so I live really well off. I'm very lucky in that aspect of my life.
My mom wants me to keep up appearances. I have to look my best everyday going to school or anywhere in public. I grew up going to cotillions and other things to teach me my manners, not that I needed them. I really have always been a nice girl. If anything my mother is the reason I wouldn't be a nice person.
She's also the reason I have an eating disorder, but again, for another time.
Lilly's standing at the edge of the deck with her hands on the edge and her eyes closed trying to catch her breath.
A presence appears behind her, but she doesn't move. Scared of what she'll find. She opens her eyes in time to see two masculine hands land beside hers on the edge of the deck. A warmth radiates to her butt and she know he's too close.
"Miss me babe?" he whispers in her ear.
"No" She breathes.
"What a shame. I've sure missed you"
"Get away from me" She says low under her breath.
He chuckles lightly in her ear, "Not happenin' babe"
"Haven't you done enough?" She asks louder.
"I didn't even get a good taste of everything you are" he says. "Why don't you just come upstairs and I'll go easy on you"
"Get the hell away from me" She growls.
"Oh, but I like it feisty" He says teasing in her ear.
He grabs her arm and pulls it behind her back. Leaning in close to her ear he says, "I've heard you're the new queen bee around here. A lot of people want to tap that ass. I've already gotten the chance. But I want a second round. Once people know you're giving out at parties they won't stay quite so far away"
"Get off me Daniel"
"No way in hell, baby girl. No way in hell"
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