“Is that so?”
He says to me.
“Yes, I will end her life just like we planned. She is nothing more than a means to an end.”
I say to him, and I can feel the pain in my chest as I say this out loud. Suddenly we heard a gasp and we both turn to the door.
There she was standing there, tears in her eyes, her hand on her mouth.
“Lillypad”
Lillian
I stood there not knowing what to do. The man I had given my heart to the man I fell for was trying to kill me. Trying to kill Maxwell. I turned to run as the tears spilled from my eyes.
“Lilly, wait!”
I hear Adonis yells to me, but I keep running not wanting to look back at this man who just ripped my heart apart. I turn the corner when I feel him grab my wrist.
“Let go of me.”
I yell at him and pull my hand free from his grasp.
“You lied to me.”
I cry.
“I know”
“You played with my heart; you told me things I wanted to hear for what? To use me and get to Maxwell?” I can feel the tears coming uncontrollably. I look him in the eyes, and they are pleading with me begging me not to say what I am going to, begging me not to leave him.
“I can’t believe I trusted you!”
“Please Lillypad don’t-”
He reaches for me, but I slap his hand away.
“Don’t- don’t ever fucking call me that again. I don’t even know who you are! I don’t know what to believe!”
I yelled at him.
“I don’t even know what's real anymore! Everything you’ve given me isn’t real!”
I look at him again and he has a painful expression on his face.
“No, everything was real Lillypad.”
He says to me softly.
“I said don’t fucking call me that. God just give me something that I know is real! Because right now nothing up until this point has been real.”
I tell him through the sobs and heaves. Suddenly like a thread snapping I hear him in a low growl.
“You want something real? Fine. I don’t remember the last time I had a real relationship; I don’t even remember the last time I had a genuine friend who wasn’t a target or even had a real family who weren’t using each other for information. Everything in my life has been nothing but a lie. But then you came into my life and suddenly I wanted nothing more than to be the real me, so you could fall in love with the real me just like I fell in love with the real you.”
He says to me in a pleading tone.
“Yes, it started as a ploy as a way to use you and get what we needed to get. Then I saw you in that dress at the Renaissance fair and how you were with the little girl and in that moment, I knew this was no longer a ruse. Lillian, I fell in love with you right then and there.”
