no. ac — 04,
Everything that surrounded Lily's life had left
a negative and sour taste in her mouth. From
an abusive family that stretched well into her
late teens and carried on through her impulsive
and regretful marriage. Nothing ever seemed
to make sense. She never felt a constant flow
of solace. Her memories with Laine was the only
recollection of a time when she actually knew
what it felt like to be cared for. She had no idea
the actual comfort of those around her. For as
long as she could remember. Not until she
Now, she found herself in almost the exact
same situation she had been in countless times
before. She was trapped. Trapped in this filthy
basement with almost thirty other people.
Handling it alone probably wouldn't have been
a problem. But, having to share the space was
proving to be too much for the girl. Not to
mention she hadn't had a sip of alcohol or any
drugs to numb her mind. Was that all she had
to rely on?
No. She felt guilty that the thoughts had even
skipped through her head. What the f*** was
she even thinking? How had she already began
to steer so far from the path she had chosen to
go? From the path The Organization had so
graciously laid out before her. Lily knew that
she deserved to be in the spot she was in. She
had done nothing but cause trouble and drama
since the moment she'd stepped foot in Seattle.
Finding herself in the middle of fights; Even in
every single group gathering she'd participated
in. She needed to do better. Be better. She had
to. Not only for herself, but for them, as well.
She wasn't sure what the future would hold in
store for her.. but she knew damn well that she
would be in a better place than she ever had
been before, and it was all thanks to them.