Oneshots: Elmax / Sillie

Pregnant

TW: Mentions of rape

"El. I'm fucking pregnant."

That was it. Realisation finally hit me. I was pregnant, at 16.

You guys must be confused, let's go back a couple days.

A couple days earlier
I was dating this boy named Marcus. Everything in my life was pretty much perfect. Marcus was sweet, handsome, and his dad even owned a multi million dollar company. I was with him a lot but I never forgot to hang out with the party.

El was my best friend, the boys being some of my favourite people too. I love them all so much, I owe my life to them.

Anyway, as I was saying, my life was perfect. Well, that was until July 25th 1987. The day I got raped.

I had turned 16 just a couple weeks before, and I was hanging out with Marcus, which wasn't unusual. We were in his bedroom, just chilling while watching a movie. I didn't particularly like it, I'd rather watch something like Karate Kid.

Around halfway in, Marcus asked me if I wanted a drink.
"Sure, anything'll do." I answered.

Turns out he had drugged the water, and raped me while I was barely conscious. Well, I didn't know that at the time.

El and I had planned to hang out the next day, but I didn't turn up. I felt like shit, I was still fading in and out of consciousness and when I was awake, all I did was throw up.

The worst part was that I didn't even know Marcus was doing this to me. I kept trusting him and taking whatever he was giving me in hopes this stupid 'stomach bug' would leave my body.

Apparently I had been there for 3 days. Luckily El had came over when she had heard no one had seen me since Friday. She told me she had found me asleep on Marcus' bed, with blood running down my tracksuits.

Marcus had entered and realised he had been caught. "What the fuck is wrong with her?" El asked.
"Nothing. She's asleep." He shrugged.
"Why's there blood all over her clothes?"
"How am I supposed to know?"
"I'm taking her to mine." El said.

"No you're not. She's staying here." Marcus said, blocking the door.
"Did you not fucking hear me? She's coming with me." El said, about to pick me up.

He walked up to her and slammed her back into the wall, blocking her with his body. "Listen to me. She's not going anywhere. Do you want to end up like her? Huh?" He asked.
She kicked him in between the legs and he clutched his stomach. Before he could stand up straight again, she punched him in the jaw, getting him to the floor.

El then put her foot on his neck and spoke as she slowly added the pressure. "How about you listen to me. Max is coming with me. If I find out you've done anything to her, you're dead. You hear me?"
"I c-can't breathe." He gasped.
She scoffed and got off his neck, bending down to lift his head by the hair. "Did you fucking hear me?" She repeated.
"Y-yeah." Marcus said, regaining his breath.
"Good." El said, standing up straight before kicking him in the head, knocking him out cold.

She then picked me up and brought me to the cabin. That evening I woke up and she gave me some painkillers before telling me everything I've just told you.

It would be an understatement to say I was in utter shock. I felt like I going to vomit. In fact, I definitely was.

I quickly stood up and ran to the bathroom, just about making it to the toilet seat before throwing up all the shit Marcus had given me. El came in behind me and held my hair behind me head, gently rubbing my back.