Chapter 7: This Seraph has had enough

Chapter 7: This Seraph has had enough

“I’m too sober for this s**t”

Warnings: Vulgar language, insomnia, mentions of self harm, alcohol, trauma

“QUAESO!! QUAESO!!, NOLO CADERE, OBSECRO TE!! QUAESO!!” Lillian wakes up in a cold sweat

Dang it, these f*****g nightmares won’t leave her alone.

Lillian gets up from her bed and slowly walks to the bathroom to wash her face. It is 5:30 in the morning, on a good enough Saturday, but of course, her brain had to ruin it by bringing back the memories of her fall. Yes, Lillian does like her life, it definitely is something she wouldn’t trade for anything in the world, but something inside her still clings to her before life. After her morning routine, Lillian went to make breakfast, Ryz had wanted to take care of Cynthia when he heard what happened, she had let him stay in her house until Cyn recovered properly. Lillian enters the kitchen and opens the cabinets, getting the ingredients to make some quick but good breakfast for her folks.

After cooking, the angel brings the food to the table, setting it up nicely for Ryz and Cyn. Lillian then went to her room to get dressed, putting on a sweater and some flare jeans. She goes downstairs to the basement, where she keeps all the magic-kookoo-stuff she has, one of them being her black widow, Belladonna. The spider randomly appeared one time and Lillian kept it as a pet.

“Boungiorno, Belladonna” She says as she  gives the spider some arthropods, today it was a centipede.

While the spider was eating her breakfast, Lillian grabbed an album, it had pictures of when she started to live with Capella, she noticed how she changed from a reckless and broken being to the best version of herself, all thanks to her love, damn, she really needs to marry Capella as soon as she sees her. While looking through them, Lillian also notices the scars left behind, the burns, scars, and peeled skin. But that was 4 years ago, and she is starting to not think about them.

Beep Beep Beep “S**t, it’s 11 already?”

Lillian stopped the alarm and walked back up to her room. She changed to her work uniform and put on a jacket, she grabbed her stuff and left, teleporting to the cafe before it opened.

She flipped the closed sign, indicating that people could start coming in, while she waited, Lillian started preparing her pastries.

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“शुभ दोपहर, मिस” that was the last customer for the day. Lillian cleaned the tables, swept the floors and turned off the lights. She closes the doors and locks them up and teleports back home.

Lillian entered her home, she went to Cynthia’s room and knocked, she always brought any pastries that didn’t sell so they wouldn’t go to waste.

“Cyn, I’m back… I bought some sweets for you”

Cynthia opens the door “Hey, welcome back, whatcha got there?”

“Bomboloni, uh- Cannoli and… Arancini, want some?”she offers the bag

“Thanks, but aren’t you going to have some?”
“Nah, I’m fine-”

“Lillian, you’ve been working from 7:30 in the morning till 9:50, you’re going to eat something right now. Got it?”

Grumbles “Yes ma’am…”

Both of them went downstairs, Cynthia hasn’t dared to touch that kitchen since that one time and even if she wanted to, Lillian won’t risk her house to explode again because Cyn wanted to make CEREAL.

“What’s on your mind for dinner today?”

“Uhh… How about uh pepper risotto?”

“What in the heavens is that s**t….?”

“How the f**k do you not know about that???”

“JUST TELL ME WHAT IT IS CYN”

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“I still can’t believe you out of all people don’t know what pepper risotto is”

“Shut up…”

After dinner, Cyn washed the dishes and Lilli cleaned the table. They went to their own rooms and did their thing. I'm not a professional at writing routines.

“Night, Lillian”

“Good night, Cyn”she closes the door behind her and falls straight into her bed

She manifests her sleeping pills and takes one, throwing the bottle at the floor and tries to sleep. But the turns and sudden random memories keep appearing and keeping her brain active when it should be resting. She has experienced this multiple times and yet everytime it’s F*****G ANNOYING-

Murmuring“Non ne posso più, non ce la faccio…”

Turning and turning, that’s all that was going on, Lillian, being extremely irritated. “Cazzo. Lo perderó”

She gets up from bed and quietly goes to the kitchen, this is something she knew wasn't the best idea but she could not think of anything else.

“Where in the world did I put those bottles….?”

Looking through the fridge, she found what she needed.

“I swear if this doesn’t work I’m actually going to lose it-” She quickly opens the bottle and gulps it down

One bottle turned to 2, and 2 turned into 5, and 5 turned into teleporting to the bathroom to throw up because your stomach can’t handle drinking alcohol. But, being the stubborn seraph that she is, she decided to give it one more try, to at least knock out for the night and not stay up till 4:48 am again.

Time skip

“Mmm… I don't want to leave… I want to stay”

Ok, so uh- never drink the whole pack of beer and a bottle of wine. The results are so not demure.

“Lillian, you ok?”

“Hmm?”half asleep half zone out

“Are you feeling alright? I found you here on the kitchen floor with cans around you and hugging the wine bottle”

“I was… I was going to uh- I forgot…”

Cynthia picks Lillian up and brings her to the couch. She doesn’t seem mad or annoyed, if anything, she finds this situation a little funny since she thought Lillian wasn’t the type to drink.

“Je pensais que je pourrais mieux dormir si je buvais tout…”

“Lillian, do I look like I speak french??”

Lillian nods drunkenly

“Well I don’t, so tell me what happened and why did you drank like there was no tomorrow.”

“I… I wanted to sleep… But I couldn't so… I drank everything until I passed out…”

“.....” Cynthia is confused

“You’re kidding me, right…?”

Lillian Shakes her head

“You’re a bigass dumbass, you know that right?”

She nods

“We’re getting you new medications”

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“I swear this is the last time I bring you to CVS…” Cynthia sat Lillian down and gave her some painkillers.

“Cyn?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you, uh, do you hate me…?”

“Lillian, what kind of question is that…?”

“Answer the damn question Cynthia, do you hate me?”

“Of course not! Lillian, you’re more than a best friend, you’re like a sister to me!”

“Did I behave good with you?”

“More than you should, you’re the best.”

“Then why did she leave me to rot? Why did she tear me apart....”

“Oh gods… Lillian, please, that was 70 years ago, she left you because God is a f*****g b***h.”

Lillian starts to sob a little

“Hm… Do you want weed?”

“Yes please…” Her glassy grey eyes lighted up a bit

“Let’s go then, come on.” She grabs Lillian and they walk together to their neighbor's backyard.