chapter 20

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Emma pov
I woke up awhile later and was in Aarons arms. I breathed out heavily. He looked at me. I tried to move but gripped my stomach.
"Easy" he said, "please be easy."
Tears filled my eyes and I looked down. I lifted up my shirt. There was gauze wrapped around my stomach. I must have forgotten. I'll ask Aaron.
"Aaron?" I asked, "what happened?"
"My father," he paused, "found us. He raped you in front of me. Then he took a knife and sliced your stomach. He laughed and left. He called you many names that I didn't approve of. You were able to break the ropes. You curled into a ball and screamed. I got free and carried you back here. I fixed you up and gave you a heavy sleep drug. Now you're awake."
I remember now. Everything is clear to me now. His father is a psycho. He knows it to. He kept me in his arms for awhile. He would kiss my forehead and move to my lips. I smiled even though I was in a huge amount of pain. He rubbed my back and held me. I felt like a princess. Like I was getting to much. I don't deserve it. He doesn't deserve me. I don't deserve him. He's to good of a person for me. I mean you heard his dad. I'm a little bitch, a whore, a slut. I mean what he said was true. I know it is. It always has been. I looked up at him.
"It's true," I said.

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