5 years later...
'Thank you darling ' I patted on her head as she handed me a cup of coffee. In last five years we somehow adjusted with our life.... in a better way. I kept her away as much as I could from everything happening in my life.
I couldn't let her know anything but deep down inside of me I knew she knew more than I ever wanted her to know at the age of thirteen.
But we didn't confronted anything to each other. It felt like we were burying everything that had been happening in our life from the day when I brought her home.
We were forced to do so, cause that was only to survive.
I was 24 at that time fully involved in all shitfull dark business Martin imagined from me. I was living a dual life, a life with Lilly and Sara and another one.... which I didn't want to take name as in the same sentence with them.
One word only could describe me was Beast. I killed people, torture them till they fell on their knees for their fucking death, begging to be dead, creating one of the fuckiest feeling of relief when I saw horror in their eyes.
For me.
From me.
Clearing my throat, 'Lilly your history teacher informed me that you're not studying cautiously, which I may ask the reason behind it.' I asked in a stern tone while flipping the pages of newspaper.
She rolled her eyes and sat dramatically in the couch opposite from me,' she's boring. ' she said with a huge sigh. Closing her eyes with a deep breathe she took, like how tired she was for doing all chores in the house. But in contrary she did the exact opposite thing. I waited for her further explanation, sipping my coffee calmly with my gaze on the newspaper.
She huffed in response, staring with one eye while other one was lightly closed, ' actually I never like the subject as much as I like other story books.'
I moved my gaze from the letters to the big brown eyes of her. 'I beg you to explain clearly princess.'
She sat properly, bringing her hands in her lap while rubbing the ends of her hair in between her tiny delicate fingers. That was the way of her showing shyness, reminding me again and again that she wasn't only the nine years old girl anymore. I could see the dynamic of her life from one phase to another, embracing everything with open arms as she didn't even feel an ounce of fear and God forbade me If I didn't feel blessed to witness that change which I never had in my life for once. Because all I wanted for her everything in life which I didn't have or may be wouldn't ever imagine to have. But she didn't need to know that.
'Actually she's always talking about the ancient history of world and other things which I don't have any interest in. So, that's why I just don't want her anymore to teach me.' she explained while keeping her gaze away from me.
'Is that only? You know Princess you can't lie to me, don't you?' I stated casually, putting the newspaper aside with my gaze locked in her face.
'yes.' she stated and stand up hurriedly to avoid the situation but before she could easily run away, ' okay. So, now I have to have a conversation with your teacher about your interest of study.'
And just like that she stopped in her midway, clenching tiny fist in her both hands she turned towards me, ' No. You won't.'
I raised my brow in confusion or more you can say sarcastically,' and why on earth I should hear you? '
Her lips fromed a thin line with irritation. I exactly knew why she didn't like her history teacher very well, isn't not because of her interesting subject, it's because of...
'Because whenever she's here, she's always finding a way to come closer to you and I don't like that at all.' with that she barged out not before kicking the door for last time.
I stared straight, digesting just what the hell she said. She waz the only one who could ever had the guts to talk in that way to me. To her I was successfully able to create a facade life where she didn't even know how the real world was, how the monsters were out there always searching for a pure soul to destroy.
Deep down I knew one day would come when I had to face this kind of situations because I wasn't aware about how quickly the time was going. How quick I was going to loose everything I had built in my facade life around Lilly...
My one and only saviour.
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