School Girls' Stories - New Generation

Chapter 63 – Eloping

“Are you okay?”

“No.”

“Are you feeling sick?”

“I have to pee,” Lilis whined, and looked to the back of the plane. The plane was nearly empty, there were about twenty people on the whole thing, and still there were five people waiting for the one bathroom. Lilis crossed her legs tightly together.
“Go stand in line,” Frost told her calmly.

Lilis shook her head fervently. “I can’t,” she whined. “If I stand up I will not be able to hold it.”

“Are you sure this is not nerves?” Frost asked of his fiancée.

Lilis nodded vigorously. “It’s the pregnancy.”

“You should tell his mom,” Frost insisted.

“Do you hear what you just told me,” Lilis said, quite near hysterics. “You just told me to tell the father of my baby’s mom that he fathered the baby. He’s, what, sixteen now, and a rapist, and who knows what else. He kissed you in the middle of the halls. He’s hiding out somewhere and Shai is oblivious. Can you imagine that conversation?”

“You still should,” Frost said frostily, ha ha. “The kid deserves to be thrown into some juvenile home and never released. Ever.”

Lilis shifted and glanced back towards the bathroom again. Still five people patiently waiting. What was that other woman doing in there? Having her baby? Lilis would have screamed if she was not afraid they would lock her up. “I could use a drink,” she explained to Frost.

“If you are keeping that baby then you do not get one,” he said in his usual prim and proper voice. The way he said ‘that baby’ made Lilis want to punch him in the arm.

“You know, you seem to be taking all of this very lightly. Didn’t you want to have Yuki at the wedding?”

“You are the one who decided not to tell the people you love and whom raised you that you were running off to Las Vegas to ‘eat shrimp and get married’, remember? I said that we should tell someone at least have someone there.”

Lilis huffed and turned away from him and towards the window. She was growing tired of his indifferent attitude. He was always like that, but this was different. She and he had both been raped, and he by another sixteen-year-old little shit who deserved to be dropped off of the face of the planet. Darrke… what he did was wrong, but did he do it out of hate and spite or did he do it because he really loved Lilis? She wondered, and always came to the conclusion that he was toying with her, despite the confession of his feelings in the woods behind her house.

“If I fall apart it is not going to help you,” Frost finally said after a few long minutes of silence. “Someone needs to be strong, and you have more to deal with. I had my ass ripped, your whole body has been violated.”

Lilis turned to look at him in shock, but her eyes were distracted by the bathroom. It was empty. “I’m sorry, I have to get there before someone else does!” She rushed into the bathroom and slammed the door. The man sitting outside of the bathroom jumped at her loud, “Ahhhh,” of relief. Frost slumped further down into his seat, embarrassed.

Lilis came out and sat in the seat next to Frost with a look of the same relief on her face. She had forgotten everything that had happened earlier in their conversation, consumed by her small bladder relief. Frost would have laughed he was not so desperately lost in thought.

“Are we doing the right thing?” he asked of her a few minutes before the plane was set to land.

“What do you mean?”

“Is our getting married the option we should take,” he said. “We don’t love each other, what are we protecting?”

“Your sexuality,” she hissed.

“And your pregnancy now, but what was I protecting for you before?”

Lilis shook her head. “Nothing,” she said. “I did this all for you. You asked me, remember.”

“I’m un-asking you.”

Lilis whipped her head to the side and glared at the man next to her. “Now,” she said. “You are telling me now you do not want to be married? This is very bad timing, Frost.”

“I do not think I should be protecting my sexuality,” he insisted. “How will I enjoy life if my whole life is a lie?”

“I need you,” Lilis pleaded. “I can not raise this baby on my own.”

Frost, as cold as ever, crossed his arms against his chest. “You are the one who decided bluntly to keep it,” he said. “I offered to take you once you told me. It is no longer my problem.”

“Frost-”

“No,” he said. “I’ve made this decision. This is wrong. You do not want me and I surely do not want you. I’m not going to live this lie any longer.”

She was not so much left at the altar as she was left at the airport. Frost turned around and bought a trip back, leaving her with a hotel room that was already paid for. Lilis, crushed and lost, went to the hotel room and picked up the phone and dialed a number she hated, but knew it was her only choice. When the voice answered she said, “I need your help.”

Lilis was married eight hours later, and not to her original fiancé.