Make It Right

A/N; to the ones who have read it before, the story is altered, and so much better.

I would like to thank my awesome beta, Blondie, for putting up with my newbie writing style. I promise to improve my patience, and writing. She’s done a wonderful job of upgrading this baby and helping me rewrite it. tnx a bunch.
Now, lads and lasses, Enjoy!

Make It Right
Chapter 1
Nothing New


Lilith lay in the hospital bed, dazed and barely conscious. Giving birth to her second child was far worse than her first, Lily. Lily was her little sunshine. The circumstances of her conception were a little unexpected to say the least, but her firstborn was the light of her dull daily life.

She had been raped nineteen months ago. Normally she never gave it a thought. It seemed her mind had somehow erased that little event from her memory. But the pain of having the child of a man she hated being ripped from her body brought the memories flooding back. She remembered the pain, the fear, and most of all, the mercy of her rapist.

Unlike her husband, Keith Evans, he didn’t hit her. He didn’t betray her trust. He didn’t pretend to care about her. He didn’t hide his intentions.

She remembered it as if it had just happened:

Seventeen year old Lilith Rose was walking home by herself after her best friend’s birthday party. Many people had offered to give her a ride, but she declined. She wanted to be alone.

She hadn’t gotten far when she suddenly felt an arm around her waist. Before she could react she was slammed hard against the damp wall; a hard sweaty body pressed close against her. At first she preferred to think of all of this as a sick joke. But as the seconds ticked by she realized the seriousness of her situation and panic engulfed her.

She tried to scream for help, but his hand covered her mouth so tightly she could hardly breathe. His other hand began to slowly unbutton her coat. She started to struggle, but he quickly yanked her left leg up around his waist. A soft whimper escaped her lips when she felt his rather large erection pressed against her lower belly.

“No, please!” she begged, a tear falling down her cheek.

“Stop fighting and I promise it won’t hurt,” he hissed in her ear, his voice lingering on the s’.

The tears started rolling heavily down her cheeks. Seeing no way out, she nodded.

“Good,” he grinned wickedly.

Still using one arm to pin her against the wall, he reached inside his pocket. She watched with horror and mild curiosity as he pulled out a long wooden stick and pointed it at her.

“Imperio!” he shouted.

She suddenly felt a strange sensation come over her. The only thing she could really compare it to was being drunk.

With one hand still clasped tightly around her throat, he unfastened his cloak and tossed it on the ground. “Lie down,” he ordered with a growl.

She couldn’t really explain why, but she immediately obliged. Standing over her, he continued to undress. Then he knelt down to unbutton her blouse and he unclasped her bra. Next he unzipped her skirt and ripped off her panties in one fluid motion.

Lilith was now naked on the hard cold ground. Everything inside her screamed at her to run, but she was unable to move under her own power.

“You can cry if you want to,” he whispered softly in her ear. “I won’t mind.”

Lilith lay completely still, refusing to acknowledge his presence. She just quietly stared straight ahead at the stars.

“Look at me,” he demanded.

She didn’t want to, but she found herself looking up at him sitting over her. Her eyes had adjusted to the dim light and she could now see him clearly. He was tall and strong looking, with dark wavy hair and bright green eyes. Any other day she would have thought him very attractive. Now, she didn’t know what to think.

Suddenly he did something very unexpected. He picked her limp body up carefully and put his cloak underneth her. She was grateful for the barrier between her soft skin and freezing ground. “Finite incantatium,” he whispered. In an instant she felt the strange sensation leave her body. She could move again.

She gasped in surprise as she suddenly felt two fingers enter her. She bit her lip and shut her eyes, trying to tighten her vaginal muscles enough to push them out. A cold smirk appeared on his lips as he pushed harder and deeper into her. Lilith inhaled sharply as she felt white hot lightning course through her body.

Panic overtook Lilith again and she started to thrash around as hard as she could. He grabbed her wrists hard and pinned her arms above her head. He whispered a few words she couldn’t make out let go. She tried to pull her arms back down but found that they were somehow pinned in place.

He continued to finger her, wanting her nice and wet with natural lubrication. He soon added a third finger to carefully stretch her out so she wouldn’t tear.

He laid his heavy body down on top of her; pinning her to the ground. He sucked lightly along her neck, slowly moving down to her breasts. He kissed each one, making sure she would wear his “love bites” for days.

Lilith frantically twisted under him, trying to get away from his touch. She felt him lift off her slightly; positioning himself at her entrance. Without warning, he thrust in deep. She let out a short scream of pain as her maiden head was roughly breeched.

His first strokes were shallow. She found her hips pressing up against his. Her body was betraying her. It enjoyed the unfamiliar treatment. He continued to thrust into her carefully, but his movements soon became harder and deeper.

After that moment, she could only remember flashes. How she arched her back as he brought her to the peak over and over. How she screamed when fire ripped through her; digging her nails deep into his shoulders, drawing blood. How she bit her lip in unwilling ecstasy. Him holding her tight to his sweat soaked chest as he came deep inside her, filling her with himself.

The next morning Lilith woke up still on the ground but fully dressed. Amazingly there were no traces left of what had happened the night before. She was completely clean.

After she had passed out he had cleaned her, dressed her, and wrapped her up in his black silver-lined cloak to keep her warm. He had raped her, but he hadn’t physically hurt her. It had been over a year, but she was still greatly confused by this.

Lilith had married Keith Evans less than a week later. When she finally worked up the courage to tell him what had happened, he was outraged. He had called her a whore and treated her as such. When Lily was born it was very clear that she did not belong to her blond chubby husband. Her newborn daughter had deep red hair and bright green eyes.

Keith became nothing short of cruel. He forced himself on her whenever he felt like sex. He left her lying bruised and bloody in her own bed; with her newborn daughter sleeping quietly in her crib only a few feet away. She always kept quiet for Lily’s sake.

It wasn’t long before Lilith was pregnant again. She cried herself to sleep the night she found out. There was no longer a way out of this. She was trapped.

Even while she was pregnant with his child, Keith continued to show her no mercy. Her skin was still marred with cuts and bruises. Sometimes she hurt so much she could hardly walk. Being pregnant was hard enough, but Keith made it unbearable. Some days the only thing that kept her going was Lily.
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Her surrounding suddenly became clearer and the voices louder. She had the nagging feeling that something had gone wrong during the birth. When the grogginess finally lifted, she was relieved to find that Keith wasn’t there.

“I’m glad to see you’re awake,” she heard a woman’s voice. “How are you feeling dear?”

Lilith turned her head to look at the blonde nurse standing at her bedside. She made a quick mental check of herself to see how she was feeling.

“Like I just had my insides ripped out,” Lilith grinned weakly.

The nurse chuckled. “It’s good to see you still have your sense of humor. I certainly wouldn’t after a birth like that.”

“I’m used to pain,” Lilith mumbled under her breath.

The nurse shot her a curios glance with a hint of concern. “I’ll just go tell the doctor you’re awake.” She left the room without another word.

A few minutes later the door opened and the doctor entered. His solemn expression made Lilith nervous.

He moved over to her bed and sat down on the edge. “There’s no easy way to say this Mrs. Evans,” he sighed.

“My baby is ok isn’t she?”

“No, I’m afraid not,” he shifted his gaze to the floor. “She was entangled in the cord and strangled.”

Lilith went numb. She didn’t know what to feel. She was no longer tied to her husband by anything but her parents and a contract. But her freedom had come at a terrible price. The price was her baby.

“What bothers me is that those few seconds she was deprived of oxygen shouldn’t have killed her that quickly,” the doctor spoke up. “She seems to have suffered serious trauma while still in the womb.”

Lilith closed her eyes, trying to hold back the tears. The doctor took the hint and left her. They weren’t letting Keith into the room, for which she was grateful. They could tell that Keith was not a good man, but they could do nothing unless Lilith would speak up and say something. But she said nothing. She was too afraid.

Lilith overheard the nurse telling her husband that she wasn’t fit to be sent home yet. She was telling him that there had been some complications and she was still bleeding; that they needed to keep her for a few days for observation. Keith was not taking the news well. He told the nurse he wanted her home as soon as possible.

Lilith didn’t want to go home yet. She wasn’t ready for what she knew was coming. She knew that Keith would say she killed his baby. There were going to be severe consequences.

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