my babygirl → jack gilinsky

chapter two ♡

lillian ♡

i woke up to another sunny day in omaha, nebraska but all alone once again as it had been for the past year basically.

after jack left, my life became quiet, i didn't do much, my mom would try to get me to go out with my other friends but i never felt up to it.

jack got so busy that he rarely ever had time to send a text back.

and phone calls lasted barley a minute most times.

it was hard and it was breaking me, every second of the day it broke me into another piece because he wasn't here.

i was a happy girl before he left but i don't tell him anything anymore, i couldn't bother him with that while he's out touring the world.

i once lived in this beautiful place, with my happy unbroken family.

my mom, my dad, and my olde brother but now, it's just me, my dad and my brother.

because my mom died in a terrible accident a few months back and it's just been so hard.

i stayed right here in my bed, i didn't move a muscle.

my door opened, "good morning" it was my dad.

"morning" i mumbled barley audible.

"come down for some breakfast" he sighed and walked back out.

i didn't starve myself at least.

i slowly got up.

i mean i don't eat as much as i used to but i'm not anorexia or anything.

i'm still me, somewhere inside i am.

i walked myself down into the kitchen.

only my dad was spotted at the table with a plate of eggs.

"bryan!" my dad yelled.

"what?" bryan yelled from his room.

"come eat!" my dad yelled.

"okay" bryan yelled.

i grabbed a plate and put very few scrambled eggs on my plate and i sat at the table.

"that's all you want?" my dad asked.

"she has some eating disorder or something" bryan mumbled.

"no, i don't" i said.

i started eating it but slowly.

"you guys have any plans today?" my dad asked us.

"going out with my friends" bryan said.

and he finished his food very quickly.

he's a pig.

"what about you, lily?" he asked me in a more soft and gentle tone.

"nothing" i said.