Silver candle holders
Held candles of
Baby blue and White,
Scattered around precisely
Around the large church,
Filled with people that had
Nothing but support for them.
Everyone spoke in hushed voices
Amongst themselves.
White roses mixed with those
That had been colored light blue,
With baby's breath, and
Silver ribbons tied them
Together tight.
Things seemed perfect,
No one knew how hectic
The day had been,
Only a few hours earlier.
Lilly stood in front
Of the large mirror,
Her own hazel eyes
Looking back at her.
Her hair was softly curled,
Half up, while the
Rest hung down.
Laced amongst the curls
That were
The room was now bare,
Where an office once was
Now the room was bare.
It was strange,
It was as if a change was coming,
One that neither of them really would
Ever be prepared for.
Master Dimitri had rearranged their whole place
While she was away at her new part time job.
How he had arranged such a job for her
That was something she was better off
Not asking about.
She had met the head of the hospital,
A nice older woman whom
Seemed very fond of Lilly's Master.
Not in a sexual way, but in the same way
Her Masters mother and
His Oma were fond of him.
It had been a long day,
One she enjoyed,
Working in the pediatric wing.
Morning came,
Sunlight filtering in from the window.
The scent of her Master filled the air around her,
This was home,
Home sweet home,
Her home.
The bed had grown cold,
The heat from his body,
Had long since faded.
The alarm went off,
Loud screeching,
Meeting a sudden stop.
Lilly sliding out of bed,
Changing into her new uniform.
A pair of cute pink scrubs
Fitting her perfectly,
One pair of out a few dozen that lined
Her half of the closet.
She couldn't help but think
To her self
That this was far to much clothing.
How anyone managed to do this everyday,
That much confused her.
Of course it could all be because
Of the
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A bruised rib cage,
Left side so it seemed,
A new set of stitches needed
On his right arm,
Two inches long,
All the way to his wrist.
A stab wound in his left shoulder,
How he had managed to hide it thus far,
Was beyond her.
Lilly took account of
Every injury as she
Helped to clean it up, and
To stitch up the wounds that
Wouldn't heal well otherwise
Wiping away blood as she went.
It was love that kept her from asking,
Asking what happened,
What had really happened.
He stayed silent,
Shoulders tense,
Going to the gym almost ever day
Had given him a well built body,
His heritage gave him the perfect
Year long tan.
Lill
Birds chirped from outside the bedroom window,
Lilly laid on her side listening to
The conversation outside of the room,
Arms bound behind her back with rope,
Gag secured in her mouth.
She found herself in pure serenity,
Laying here like this,
It brought her comfort despite the creeping fear.
She had lost feeling in her arms through the night.
Master Dimitri had been up for a few hours now.
Jackson had returned and sat across from him,
His back to the room where Lilly laid.
"You wore her out huh?"
Jackson said with an all to pleasant grin.
Master Dimitri tapped his glass against the table,
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Lilly sat on the floor,
Back pressed against the
Chilled white colored wall.
The sun coming up,
Just over the horizon,
It reflected off of the white snow
That was still untouched by modern life.
In the corners along the streets below the loft,
The white snow had turned gray and black from cars and those on foot.
Her facial expression was blank,
Just staring, straight ahead without a word spoken.
Her hair damp,
A slight curl,
A few strands clinging to her face.
Her body sore,
Beaten bruised,
Rope burn and bondage marks laced across
Her body under her clothes.
Every mark was hidden away from the world,
Excluding