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When her intense blue eyes tear up, I stare back, refusing to be drawn into this. How can she be this screwed up about everything so long afterward? “I know, Lily. But he didn’t rape you. Did he coerce you? Did you have doubts?”
Lily slumps back and looks at the ceiling, not responding and my heart stutters. Maybe this isn’t as clear-cut as I thought.
“No,” she whispers. “Dylan Morgan wanted me, and I wanted him. I was young and stupid. But you know what?” She turns harder eyes to me. “Because of him, because of that night, I can’t stay in a relationship because I don’t believe anyone loves me if they want sex with me.”
Jeez, I don’t need to hear this—why the hell is she telling me? “This is your issue, not his,” I say. “I understand this affected you badly but don’t blame the man he is now. He doesn’t deserve to be accused of something he didn’t do. You need to talk to someone and come to terms with the mistake. This happens all the time; even guys who aren’t rock stars use people.”
“I still don’t understand why you’re defending him!”
“I’m not defending his behaviour; I’m telling you this isn’t him anymore! He feels guilty and he believes what he did was wrong, and it’s eating him up.”
Lily chews a nail, blinking thoughts across her mind and I think the conversation is over.
“Lily, if this isn’t true and this goes to court, the truth will come out and things will go badly for you. Look how easily you admitted to me and I’m not a lawyer. They’ll rip you apart.”
Lily continues to stare at the wall opposite. I doubt I’m getting through to her.
“Will he see me?” she asks, turning back to me, eyes reddened by tears.
I choke. “See you? I don’t think that’s a good idea. He’s in hospital recovering from a drug overdose caused by you, remember?”
She winces. “Right. Afterwards? If I drop the charges, do you think he’ll see me?”
Lily may as well have slapped me across the face because her words sting. Every time I think I have her motivation figured out, she says something else. She now wants to see the man she’s trying to have arrested.
Unable to respond or believe I’m having this conversation in a hospital corridor, I step back, not giving any more of my energy to this situation. “I have to go. Please reconsider what you’re doing to him. Move on. Don’t drag up the past.”
Lily’s eyes don’t shift from the opposite wall, and I don’t wait. I won’t indulge her. Will she listen? Will she stop what she’s doing? One thing is certain, I can’t deal with her on my own anymore.
I’m scared what her next move might be. I glimpsed something more beneath the hurt girl than someone looking for vengeance, and I hope she takes over.
