Please Don't Go

CHAPTER 40

Lilliana's POV

     The sound of shouting voices echoing through the house woke me up. Aiden was still asleep, clinging to my torso. After managing to get Aiden off of me, I discreetly left the room, closing the door behind me. I grabbed my gun from on of the nearby tables in the hallway.

     After the attacks, I bought a gun in case something similar were to happen again. I had one upstairs and another downstairs.

     I crept around the hall, doing everything my instructor told me. I could hear the voices more clearly. Oliver was arguing with someone.

     "WHERE IS MY SON OLIVER!" I rounded the corner to the stairs.

     "L-Lance?" My heart stopped. He looked tired, but still devastatingly handsome. I set my gun down.

     He looked at me with those blue eyes. My eyes welled up with tears, making my sight blurry. Even after a year, I loved him. He looked so familiar, yet so different. It looked like he hadn't slept in a while.

     "Where is Aiden?"

     "He's still sleeping. He had a long night Lance, let him sleep some more. I can-

     "I don't want you to do anything but give me my son. You have no right to tell me how to raise my son. So, go get him or I will." I stood there frozen. He never spoke to me like that.

     "Daddy? What's going on? Why are you here?" Aiden walked up to my side.

"The real question is, why are YOU here? Aiden! For Christ's sake, do you even realize how far away from home we are?"

"New York is my home daddy. With Lily!" Aiden grabbed my hand.

"No. Come on, we are going home."

"No! I'm not leaving. I want to stay with Lily."

"Aiden William Moretti. Get your butt over here. NOW!"

"No. I'll go home, but I'm going with uncle Ollie." Lance scoffed and stormed out the door.

"Lance wait!" I let go of Aiden, following after him. "Ollie keep Aiden in here." We both knew this wasn't going to pretty. Aiden didn't need to see it.

I ran outside barefoot onto the pavement. He was about to reach his car.

"Lance please stop. Let's just go back inside, please." He turned around.

     "It's too late for that Lilliana." What happened to the nickname you gave me?

     "No it's not Lance. Please, don't go" I whined.

     "Give me one single fucking reason I shouldn't leave Lilliana?" A single tear rolled down my cheek.

     "Because I love you." He looked angry.

     "Really?" He snarled.

     "Yes. I always have Lance."

     "Then how long?" He muttered.

     "I said alway-
  
      "NOT that." He glared at me. "You and Oliver. How long has that been going on." I stood there, dumbfounded.

     "W-what on earth are you talking about?"

     "Yeah I bet you two had a blast last night didn't you? How'd it feel, to screw your ex's brother? Hmm? You know, I believed you when you said you wanted to save your purity until after you were married. I really did. Guess there are some things I don't know about you even now. I guess you must have-

     "SHUT UP!" Hot tears rolled down my cheeks. "Is that what you really think of me? Why does EVERYONE accuse me of being a whore?! TELL ME! EVERY FUCKING PERSON!" I was angry. I was dizzy from screaming, my blood pressure was spiking.

     "Then explain why you are in my brothers shirt. With nothing on underneath it obviously."

     "I don't owe you an explanation Lance. Oliver said that I would be the only one to be able to get through to you, I guess he was wrong. I can't take this anymore Lance. I kept holding on to you hoping and praying you would come back. Well here you are, you came back. Only this time you see me as a whore. How kind of you." I wiped my tears and got up. "I'm sorry I ever loved someone like you Lance." I started to walk back inside.

     "Yeah, do what you do best sweetheart. Run away." I spun back around.

     "YOU'RE THE ONE WHO LEFT LIKE A COWARD LANCE! NOT ME! Don't be blaming this on me!

     "I am NOT a coward!"

      "THEN WHY THE FUCK DID YOU LEAVE? CAUSE IT SURE AS HELL WASN'T TO PROTECT ME!" He stood there.

     "I didn't want to loose you to someone who wanted to hurt you."

     "Well it's too late for that now isn't it? You lost me to you because all you did was hurt me Lance. For fucks sake, did you really think leaving me at the the worst time of me life was a good idea? I needed support Lance! And you just fucking left, like a douchebag. I loved you Lance, and you just left me."

     "THEN WHY ARE YOU IN MY BROTHERS CLOTHES!"

     "DADDY STOP!" Aiden ran outside, Oliver right behind him.

     "Aiden get inside."

     "No daddy. You're wrong, it's my fault for your confusion." We all looked at him in confusion. "Before we left New York, I took one of your shirts out of your room. It was the one I got you and Uncle a while back, the matching ones. I put the shirt in Lilies bag in hopes she would remember us. Well, when I go here I saw the bag was still untouched in her closet. So while she was in the shower, I replaced her shirt with yours. The shirt is yours daddy."

     "Wait, what's going on??" Oliver looked confused.

     "Lance is convinced you and I are together and have been screwing our brains out." He looked at Lance.

     "Do you really think that of me? Even I know that's wrong man!?" Lance rubbed his forehead.

     "Shit. Lana, I'm sorry-

     "First off, don't call me Lana, you lost that privilege. Second off, I don't even want to hear it. Don't go bring me onto a battlefield ready to slit my throat, only to say sorry. You're only sorry your wrong, like you always are Lance. Get out of here."

     "Lilliana, please don't do this."

      "I didn't do anything Lance, this is all on you."

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