Lillian
I woke up the next morning, with the thoughts of last night still replaying in my head.
I groan as my phone goes off with the reminder of the study session we have with the girls.
I get out of my bed and walk to the restroom and start the shower.
I undress and get into the shower letting the water run down my back.
I stood there thinking about Adonis, and what Mary and Liz told me.
I know what they said is true, he isn’t Maxwell, and I know that.
Maxwell and I ended on the worst terms imaginable.
I caught him sleeping with another woman and he had the audacity to tell me it was my fault because he couldn’t or wouldn’t be able to get hard for me.
The real reason I think is because I wouldn’t put out, I’m glad I didn’t give my first time to an asshole like that.
I sigh and wash my hair letting the water just run.
I found some peace here.
I get out of the shower and start to get dressed in a cute pair of leggings and a nice Sea Blue blouse that shows the girls a bit and I slip on my favorite white Converse.
I do my hair and put it in a high ponytail. I look at myself in the mirror and nod; yup, this is as good as it's going to get.
I walked downstairs and see my mother and sister.
My mom, a culinary arts teacher at our local high school, is more than likely grading papers on her laptop, and my sister is making herself breakfast.
My sister was the prettier one out of us, both skinny and small, just like the men around here like.
But oh, if they knew the secrets that lay hidden within this family, they wouldn't think she was oh-so-perfect anymore.
She's been through more relationships than I have, and yet she still manages to belittle me.
“Where are you off, too?”
she asked me. My mom, now paying attention, looked up at me.
“Really, ? That's what you're going out in.”
She looked me up and down with a hint of disgust. My mother was also petite, not skinny like my sister, but good-looking.
“Yes mom, I am going out like this. I’m meeting up with Mary and Elizabeth.”
“Phew, for a moment there I thought you were meeting up with a guy.”
My sister sneers in the back and I clenched my fist.
“Oh, sweety don’t joke with your sister like that. You know how rather,”
She pauses.
“Sensitive she can be.”
It's always been like this since my dad died when I was 16. He was the most amazing man in this world. My father is Korean, and my mother is Hispanic. Once he passed, she tried to get rid of our Korean heritage, but I refused.
My father was the glue in this family, and when he passed the glue was no longer holding us together. I am always the odd one out. Always the one to be left behind during events or looked down upon.
I look at my mother and sister and think to myself how disappointed our dad would be with them right now.
“That reminds me, I heard you got home rather late last night. Where were you?”
My mother asks me and my sister scoffs, I can feel myself becoming more and more heated and maybe that's why I let it slip.
“Well, if you must know I was out on a date.”
They both stopped what they were doing and looked up at me.
“Ha, right. If you're meeting a guy, I am a swimsuit model in the Victoria's Secret fashion show.”
My mother laughed with my sister.
“Well, you better believe it because it's the truth.”
I say with confidence in my voice,
“Now do not lie to us, if you were out binge eating again just say so,”
And there it is. My weight has always been the center of attention for them, they even got my grandparents and my mother’s whole side to try and get me to lose this weight by either paying me every time I lost a pound or by simply feeding me less.
But nothing was working mainly because of my PCOS which we had discovered I had about a year after my father had passed away. Another thing my mother couldn’t be bothered with. I rolled my eyes and walked away.
“Hey, come back here !”
I hear my mother yell from the kitchen, but I ignore her. I grab my bag and head for the door. I walked out and got into my car.
“ Han get back here right-”
She didn’t finish her sentence, even if she did, I wouldn't know because I drove as fast as I could away from that hell hole.
“Lilly!”
I hear Liz call me, I look over and see my two best friends waving at me. I walk over to them and set my laptop down.
“Hey guys,”
I say, as I try to avoid Mary staring daggers at me. I know it’s coming, I know she wants to ask me millions of questions but I’m not sure I am ready for that. I sigh and look at her finally.
“So, tell us everything.”
She says, I roll my eyes and tell her,
“There isn’t much to say, we went for a ride, and then uh well some things happened that led to him kissing me...”
I hope this will satisfy her but knowing Mary this is far from over.
“Well, does he have any cute friends?”
Liz nudges her and I can’t help but laugh.
“If he does I’ll put in a good word for y'all.”
We all giggle and I continue my homework as they continue to ask me questions. Suddenly my phone went off.
You look so hot when you are studying.
I looked around. Who was this and how did they get my number?
Who are you?
Suddenly I feel someone staring at me, I look around again and yet still see no one.
I am everywhere , just remember that.
I rolled my eyes. I go back to my laptop but still feel the pair of eyes on me. A million questions begin to go through my mind, but before I can let them take over my mind Elizabeth says something. When she speaks, I can feel chills going up and down my spine.
“Uh hey, Lilly?”
She says with hesitation.
“Yeah?”
Suddenly, as if something was telling me to run, I turned around and saw him.
“Maxwell?”
My voice was low and panicked. He was hard to miss, a 6 '1 broad shoulder dirty blonde hair, and blue eyes that even Poseidon himself grew jealous of.
“Ha miss me doll?”
I look at him, and I can feel my heart begin to race, but it's not racing the way it does when Adonis is near, no this racing is the kind that prey knows.
“Wh-what are you doing here?”
I stammer out, I can’t help but feel like the walls are closing in around me.
“Oh, come now darlin', don’t be like that, come here.”
He tries and reaches for me, but I step back, he looks taken aback but his smile starts to fade.
“Come now , it’s been years, when will you let it all go?”
He says with a sneer. Liz stands up and Mary looks like she's ready to rip him limb from limb.
“Let it go? Are you truly that mental?!”
I can feel my voice coming out harsher and harsher.
“You were the one who left me out there alone by myself! You were the one who cheated on me, and you were the one who—”
Before I could finish my sentence, I felt a presence, a warm and guarded one. That's when I felt two arms wrapped around my waist.
“Sorry, I’m late Lillypad,”
Adonis says in a calming voice; he places a kiss on my forehead and looks over to Maxwell. He sticks his hand out.
“I don’t believe we’ve met before. I’m Adonis Malith”
I started to become more at ease in his arms.
“Right, I am Maxwell Times.”
Maxwell shakes his hand a bit too aggressively for my liking. Adonis nods and looks at me and smiles at me.
“Well, Lillypad you ready?”
He asked me and I could pick up on his queue.
“Ye-yes I am let me just pack up my-”
“Don’t worry Lilly, we will bring your stuff back to the house you just go and be safe.”
Liz reaches out to me and squeezes my hand. I nod and look at Maxwell.
“Goodbye Max,”
I say, putting as much venom into my words as I possibly can. Suddenly, he grabs my wrist, and I feel Adonis's tense glare on us.
“Look, , sooner or later, we need to talk, preferably without your guard dog.”
I pulled my wrist from his grasp.
I start to walk away with Adonis when I hear Maxwell say,
“You know Mr. Malith, I would be careful if I was you. She can be quite the little Vixen.”
I feel my blood boiling when I hear Adonis say back,
“Don’t worry Mr. Times unlike you, taming a Vixen is my specialty.”
He looks down at me and takes my hand. We leave with Maxwell there balling his fist and fuming.