One Thousand Songs Later

Lily's POV:

"Goodnight Lily." Called Eleanor once I had reached my room.

"Goodnight!" I yelled back, leaning over the banister.

I had just talked with Louis and Eleanor. I didn't explain why I had just spent a week not daring to come from out from my comforters, but they seemed happy that I was out. They did ask several questions, which I refused to answer. I did answer the one about why Luke left, I told them that his Mum was sick. I didn't tell them I kicked him out. Wait - that sounds mean, how about, told him to leave.

Although, now that I'm laying in bed alone, I wish I didn't send him home. Wrapped up in his arms, I felt more safe and secure than anywhere else in the world. He might even beat the hugs of my parents. Remorse filled my lungs and I could feel the guilt eating me alive when I remembered how he looked when I told him leave.

So many times before, I've sent telepathic messages that were never understood, but Luke could read body language like an open book; he knew that I needed him to wait. Maybe that's why I like him so much, he understands me.

Then I heard his voice again, the sole reason why I wanted Luke to leave. I had heard Kyle's voice. Any words that he uttered would make me cower, but the words that were whispered into my ear was too much for me to handle.

On the nights that Kyle was the worst to me, when he forced himself onto me, were the nights that I didn't sleep a wink, in his tight grip. Before he fell asleep, clutching me like a women with a purse, he would first squeeze me to the point where I was gasping for air, then whisper the same words, horsely into my ear:

"I'm the only one who's allowed to hold you like this, if any other man does...I will stop at nothing from tearing out his flesh."

I had heard those exact words, whispered into my ears when Luke squeezed me. It gives me the shivers just thinking about it. The whole week wrapped in my covers, I didn't get a single threat, no beheaded Teddy bears, and no clothes from three years before. So I started thinking maybe that person decided to stop, but hearing Kyle's voice...I know that him/her is still watching, very carefully.

And I'm scared that they're going to hurt Luke or Leo. Or Eleanor and Louis. I need to make sure that I don't tell them anything, or else someone's going to get hurt. I needed Luke to leave because I was afraid I was going to spill everything to him. If he was hurt, I wouldn't be able to live with myself. I can barely tolerate myself now, I'm so isolated from the world,and I don't have much happiness.

I bit my lip, to contain the tears. I won't cry, I thought. That is something I definitely won't do. But tomorrow, many choices will be made, I just wish I didn't feel so alone.

I fell asleep longing for Luke's warm embrace.

Notes

Sorry for the crappy chapter, the next chapter will be much better