Second Chances

Chapter 9: Relive the Past (Part 3 - Finale)

OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD. IT'S FINALLY DONE. THE FREAKING GIANT ASS CHAPTER 9 IS DONE. HOLY. SHIT. THE WAIT IS OVER MES AMOURS. 

This is a little part I like to call, "Angst, Angst, and More Angst." 

Ha, little. It's 13,222 words. It's the longest of all the parts, but I couldn't have a part 4 with, like, 3,000 words after all that. But, yeah, this is the end of Chapter 9. I'm not gonna go on a hiatus or anything, BUT the next update for Second Chances is going to be a Q&A about Chapter 9, so if you find yourself having any questions, just leave them for me and I'll answer them in the Q&A! Same with any of the past two parts. Leave me your questions, my friends. I would LOVE to answer them. 

But, without FURTHER ADO. THE CHAPTER 9 FINALE.

Warnings: Death, Suicide, Gun Violence

Much Love, Krissy

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"Am I doing this right?" George asks, looking up from his feet to look at Lilith. She smiles and nods.

"You're doing great, Georgie," she says. He grins at her compliment. She's teaching him to dance, the precious girl. Despite the grief I still feel for Peggy, they make me smile. They have been my sole source of happiness in these past few months. I cherish them. My children. There is a knock on the door, and a few moments later, I hear it open. Lilith giggles, her full attention still on George. I look over as someone appears in the doorway. Philip. He watches Lilith with a soft look on his face and love in his eyes. In these past four years, his love for her has not diminished. If anything, I think it has grown. He notices me looking and blushes, looking away from Lilith before he clears his throat. Lilith turns, and her eyes brighten immensely.

"Philly!" she cries cheerfully. His blush deepens at her nickname for him, almost completely destroying the view of his freckles. George tugs on Lilith's hands, trying to bring her attention back to them.

"I want to spin you!" he says. She laughs, nudging him off her feet.

"You're a bit short for that, Georgie," she says, grinning brightly. Philip, without missing a beat, crosses the room and grabs Lilith's hand, pulling her to him and spinning her around. She shrieks and giggles. George and Philip laugh at her reaction, and I watch the exchange with a soft smile on my face. Lilith is grinning when she stops spinning, her hair a bit of a mess. She leans on Philip, her hands on his chest, and laughs. Philip is holding onto her arms, watching her and grinning. He loves her so much. George tugs on her skirt, and she turns to look at him.

"Are you going to finish teaching me to dance?" he asks. She leans down and taps his nose, smiling at him.

"As soon as I get back," she promises. He nods, and she takes his face between her hands and kisses his forehead.

"I love you, Georgie," she says. He hugs her.

"I love you too, Lil," he says. He eventually releases her and bounds over to me, climbing up on the sofa to sit next to me.

"Au revoir, John," Lilith chuckles, straightening and looping her arm through the one Philip has offered her. John looks up from his book, seeing his sister is about to leave. He puts the book down and rushes over, wrapping his arms around her torso and squeezing.

"Au revoir, Lil," he says. She laughs and pushes his shaggy hair away from his face. He looks up at her with an adoring smile, before letting her go. He gives Philip a sharp, judgemental look, always suspicious of his intentions with Lilith. He told me once that he doesn't trust Philip not to wisk her away from us. And he loves his sister too much to let that happen. Philip just chuckles though, and the two wave to me before leaving. I'm sure she'll have some wonderful story of what they do today when she comes home. As she always does.