Previously..
"At least you told me because you were that drunk, Yelena was throwing up all of last night." She said.
"How-what? why? Yelena said she was staying home with you and dad. She didn't want to leave the house last night." I said.
"So who did she drink with? Is she pregnant?"
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Natasha
Yesterday, I got drunk, super drunk. Yelena got drunk the same night, I don't know why. It's still rare to find her drinking so this surprised me. Mama came in yelling about us being drunk and irresponsible. We didn't get grounded but we kept ourselves safe because mama always has something up her sleeve.
"So, how's our baby?" I ask Maria on the phone.
"Good, doctor said we should feel it kicking around this time." She says.
"You better record that when it happens." I say.
"Nat."
Yelena sat on my bed and I finished my call with Maria. I thought she was just here to bother me but she looked like she wanted to talk.
"Talk to me." I said.
"Uhm. Do you remember the night we both got drunk separately and mama was pissed?" She asks and I nod.
"Well, uh funny story, before I came home after a night out with Olivia..We actually got beat up and I raped by a bunch of guys. Funny, right?" She laughs nervously.
"Yel..that's not really funny."
"I know! And uh, I don't-I don't know how to uhm..cope with this."
I understood Yelena, she was quiet and distant when it came to her feelings. She avoids situations thinking they'll go away but they never do for her. When our deda died, she didn't cry even though she was the closest to him but I heard her cry. In her sleep. It came to me that she didn't want people to see her as weak or fragile. She asked for therapy to open up more and she's improved on that, but this is the first time in a long time.
"So why did you tell me this?" Her therapist told us to ask a question that'll make her think more about her actions and speak on it.
"Because I need you and I feel lonely. I don't feel loved."
"You are loved, sweetie. Don't ever forget that."
"I want to tell you what happened that night, too."
I nod and let her tell her story. I cry with her because my little sister endured this. She told me that she took kicks and punches to her stomach and back. Olivia tried to fight against them but they held her back. And each of them, took their turn with her. The pain increased everytime a new one switched in and she said she felt warmth inside her after every switch but she could barely talk or comprehend everything, she just felt the pain.
"There was 7 guys. I didn't know until Liv told me. I just-I don't-Nat what do I do now?" She broke down in my arms, I'm gonna kill some people.
"Listen sweetie, you stay here and I'll get you a few pregnancy tests."
"Why-wai-wait."
"Yel, that warmth, it was their sperm. Didn't you feel it drip out of you?"
She nodded, "I thought that was blood. I didn't look down-I-I was too scared."
"It's okay, let me go into mama and papa's room for a quick minute. Keep drinking water."
I looked through the cabinet above the sink and the ones below. I couldn't find any tests anywhere. Mama has about 2 drawers full for periods and I know I saw pregnancy tests here because I used a few after the Classic.
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