#lilrichards

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

Queen Laney-Lane

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

generic ringtone, but her calls are muted.

- my muse’s last text to your muse

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

parker (watch his back)

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

No picture, they’ve only spoken a few times.

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

a blurb from “Somebody’s Watching Me” by Rockwell (Lily thought that was incredibly funny)

- my muse’s last text to your muse

Lily was 14 when her father died. 

She remembered times before, family trips to the zoo, amusement parks, even a trip to Disney World once. A happy family.

Then she remembered being pulled out of class by her mom. She waited at the hospital for 27 hours, sleeping only 2 hours throughout the whole wait. Her mom slept even less. He had been driving to pick up a new bike for her, she had insisted that it was all she wanted for her upcoming birthday, and he crashed. 

The doctor came out, and surrounded by vending machine snack wrappers and empty cups and bottles, her family was told there was nothing more that could be done. So he was gone. After that Lily went through a string of therapists and support groups until she could eat or leave her house without feeling entirely empty. After that she knew she wanted to go into psychology, it was the last piece of fatherly wisdom she got for her life, and he had always told her she knew people like nobody else. 

Lily can’t help but smile as she realizes she can sit on the porch and smoke without Grant reminding her that it’ll kill her one day.

“So will everything else, at some point,” she mumbles to herself; a subconscious response she had grown accustomed to saying every time she sat down to smoke. She sighed out her first drag and a smile crossed her face at the sheer peacefulness of the situation.

Lily knows that her family is probably off on some little vacation with Grant, her new stepdad. Most people Lily knows come from a bit of money, and so does she, but Grant came from a whole different kind of money and was always pulling her mom and little brother on these “adventures”- especially when Lily wasn’t there to go with. They would probably call her in the morning announcing their arrival in New York or LA.

Lily looks around and pauses on Ruby. She had always been there for Lily in the past, but that was definitely the past, and they aren’t like that anymore. She looks away and turns inward. So what if people aren’t picking up their phones, that’s no reason to turn to chaos. 

“Keep it rational, Lily. There’s a very simple answer for this,” she reasons with herself before beginning her walk towards home.