Drugs & Gloves

Sunglasses & Broken Mirrors

"Honey he is crazy inlove with you!"
"I intressed not am"
"Mmm sure, where did you get so drunk?"
"Place his not"
They laughed. Holding each other tight. Her friends found it funny that she dared to go to school so drunk. Lilith could get excelled.
"Maya sunglasses me give"
"It is Ellen"
"Whatever"
Ellen shook her head. She knew Lilith took care of her. She took her to the best parties, made boys talk to her. Ellen owned her.

The rest of the day Lilith walked around in sunglasses to cover up her emotions. Honestly she was not very drunk, and that made her cry. She felt the aching pain everywhere, but wanted no one to know. The glasses covered her tears but everyone thought she was just drunk again. She wish she was.

"Lilith he totally loves you. And you fancy him too don't ya? Lilith?"
She did not listen. The pain was unbearable she needed it to stop. She pretended to be drunk, standing a bit crocked however could not do it any longer. Make it stop she begged. She started walking to the bathrooms not caring what her so called friend yelled behind her.
"Lilith come on where are you going? Going Fuck him now?" She laughed but Lilith did not care. She heard nothing, only her head exploding. In her own world she did not notice him walking by. And she walked right into him.
"Asshole move!"
Then she looked up and saw Owen. They stod there in silence. Owen noticed a tear coming down her check from behind the glasses. He put one hand on her shoulder, she saw his gloves. Knew exacly what that meant. He tried to hug her but she ran away. He knew what the glasses meant.

Owen once found her on the floor in the girls bathroom. She was crying. She told him,
"It hurts. I can't, I can't do this!"
"Hope, we can do this together"
"They can't see me like this"
She whiped away her tears with her hands. Back then she never used make up. Now she never leaves without a bag. She always carries make up everywhere.
"I have an idea"
Owen went to his locker and came back with sun glasses. He put them on her.
"Perfect"

Six years ago Lilith heard a mirror break in the boys locker room. She had a bad feeling and ran in. She found Owen infront of a broken mirror. His hands bleeding. Face beaten up.
"I could not do it" he cried looking at himself in the broken mirror. She knew what he was talking about. He could break them back. He found his trouble, was winning but the memories of his father came back and he froze. How could he do something like that to someone else? He stopped hitting the three boys and they soon beat him down. They were older but Owen was stronger. He took them all down but his heart told him to stop. He was only thirteen back then. Lilith took his bloody hands in her small once. She cleaned them and gave him her gloves.
"Keep them"
She said knowing he will need them again.