The Outlaw

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***FLASHBACK***

It has been a year since Kilynn died and 10 months since Lilith left home. She couldn’t get over the guilt that on some level she was responsible for her death, she often drowned herself in the comfort of alcohol to lessen the pain. The survivor’s had clogged her, the shame and guilt was unbearably painful, she couldn’t shake off the what if’s that erupted in her mind like volcano melting everything around it. And the one thought that stuck with her was, It shouldn’t have been Kilynn.

Dylan tried every way to keep his friend off alcohol and sober her up but she managed to sneak out of their dorm.

Lilith stood idly in the snow storm looking inside the house as the family interacted warmly oblivious to the danger outside. She didn’t feel anything, just anger pumping in her blood. If that man would have spoken up, if that man would have stopped that monster from preying on her, if that man had a back bone, she too would have been in her home celebrating Christmas with her family, eating her favourite food, playing games with her siblings and pranking her parents and most importantly, her sister would have been alive.

But this spineless man, its all because of this spineless man that her family is broken now.

Her body shakes in cold rage, seeing that vile filth play happy family. No this is not how it was to happen, he killed her, if he could have done something, Kilynn would still be alive and the man responsible for all of this would be behind bars.

He does not get to play family after destroying another. Lilith took another swing of her run and walked into the back of the house. She climbed down at the basement through the door outside, living with a lawyer mother, had a lot of benefits, like how to cover your tracks and make things look like an accident. And her father being a cop making it a cherry on top.

The closer she walked to the gas pipe the doubtful she became but hearing the laughter coming from above sealed her decision.

She looked up in hatred, tears gathered in her eyes, “Merry Christmas, motherfuckers!” she said and kicked the gas pipe open. Since its winter she knew no windows would be open. She tried to make a run for the door but she tripped and fell on the ground breaking the bottle on her hand.

Lilith’s brain worked really fast and she gathered the glass pieces in her jacket from the good hand and pressed the injured hand under her armpit. She quickly got out of the basement and locked the doors. Without looking back she went on the streets pretending to be a drunk homeless.

The moon shyly hid behind the dark clouds that showered snow. The streets were still quite just the rush of wind was heard, everyone was either at home with family or in a shelter. The night was as peaceful as it could get but that soon came to an end as a loud blast shook the whole neighbourhood. It didn’t take long for the authorities to reach the site.

Lilith banged on the door and within seconds the door opened to a baffled Selena (lilith’s mother), “He got what he deserved mom!” Lilith cried in joy falling in her mother’s arms.

*** END OF FLASHBACK***

Lilith’s pov

“the next morning when I woke up all three of my parents cried holding me. They heard the news about the blast killing everyone in the house and putting my state they found me in and the things I said, they knew it was me who did it… the authorities found another dna in site that didn’t belong to the family. I could have been caught, that one drop of blood could have had a drastic effect but since my father led the investigation he replaced my blood with that of a street dog, making it look like an injured dog had stumbled in but smelling the gas, he might have ran away. Due to the lack of evidence the case closed after two months…” I explained. I didn’t dare look at him in fear of what I might find.

In his eyes I was an angel fighting for whats right, having a kind soul but I know I am far from that. A person as pure as the image he has created of me in his mind cannot survive in this cruel world.

“i wanted to take this secret to my grave and even my parents never told a soul about it but…” I said finally looking at his face. He was looking down at the floor with his hands clasped behind his neck, I caressed his face.

“I never thought I would have been so connected to someone as I am with you. I would have never told you this but… you have a wrong image of me, I am not who you think I am or what I portray to be… you should be with someone better,,, someone who is not double faced..” I said biting my lips. I hated those words that came out of my mouth but thats the truth, he truly deserves better than me.

He sighed getting up from the bed and walking up and down while cracking his neck. My heart dwindled in pain seeing his reaction, I don’t know why I am this surprised, who would want to stay with some one who killed a family in cold blood and still doesn’t feel guilty. But here I am feeling void and cold, just like before.

“i would understand if you are disgusted by me and don’t wanna see my face ever ag—” I was cut off mid sentence by a pair of warm lips on mine. My mind instantly went haze and jolts of sparks surged through my body making me curl my toe. His hands cupped my face delicately as his lips moulded sensuously around mine, making sweet love to my mouth. I cried as I stood up wrapping my arms tightly around his neck. His warm loving hands moved to my waist pulling me closer to him.

“I love you, lilith with all your flaws and darkness. I love you with all your kindness and love. I love you with all your slyness and bravery. I fucking love you, lilith and nothing you can do that would change my feeling for you baby! I love you” he said looking vehemently into my eyes. I crackled a smile as the butterflies in my stomach spread its wings long and fluttered in love.

I teared looking at him in shock, “even after knowing what I did, you still love me?” I asked bewildered. His clenched his jaws, stepping away from me, “We have more in common than you know. When you really find out what or who I am, it would be you disgusted by me. You think you’re the only one with blood in your hand?” I chuckled darkly looking at the lone moon that was hiding behind the clouds in the starless sky.

“what do you mean?” I asked perplexed by his statement.

“that guy who tried to kill you and layla, was hired by my uncle, Andre Martera.” he said through his clenched teeth.