One shots with marina/stefanilelle with kids or with the two of them

Feeling alone

sarah- 16 years old

The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across Sarah's room as she stirred awake. Blinking sleepily, she stretched her arms above her head, relishing the comfort of her cozy bed. But as she shifted to sit up, a sharp pang of discomfort shot through her abdomen, causing her to wince in pain.

Confusion clouded Sarah's mind as she glanced down, her eyes widening in realization. A red stain white sheets beneath her, sending a wave of panic coursing through her veins. With trembling hands, she reached for her pajama bottoms, only to find them damp and stained as well.

"No, no, no," Sarah muttered under her breath, her heart racing with a mixture of embarrassment and fear. This couldn't be happening. Not now, when everything else in her life felt so chaotic and uncertain.

As Sarah struggled to compose herself, a knock sounded on her bedroom door, and her mom poked her head inside, a distracted look on her face.

"Hey, sweetie, just wanted to let you know that breakfast is ready," her mom said with a tired smile before disappearing down the hall.

Sarah's stomach churned with anxiety as she watched her mom leave, her mind racing with a million thoughts. How could she explain what was happening without feeling utterly humiliated? And even if she mustered the courage to speak up, would her mom even notice amidst the whirlwind of caring for the newborn?

With a heavy sigh, Sarah resigned herself to her fate. She knew she couldn't keep this hidden forever, no matter how much she wished she could. Gathering her courage, she slipped out of bed and made her way to the bathroom.

But as Sarah stood in front of the bathroom mirror, studying her reflection with a mixture of frustration and despair, she couldn't shake the feeling of isolation that enveloped her like a suffocating blanket. It was as if she existed in a parallel universe, invisible to those around her, her struggles unnoticed and unacknowledged.

Tears welled up in Sarah's eyes as she struggled to contain the overwhelming flood of emotions threatening to consume her. She felt utterly alone, trapped in a world where even the most basic of needs went unnoticed and unmet. And as the weight of her solitude pressed down upon her, Sarah knew that she couldn't bear this burden alone any longer.

With trembling hands, she reached for her phone, her fingers flying across the screen as she typed out a message to her best friend, pouring out her heart in a desperate plea for help. And as she hit send, a flicker of hope ignited within her, a glimmer of light in the darkness, promising that she was not as alone as she had feared.

Sarah's heart raced with anticipation as she awaited a response from her best friend, Emma. Seconds felt like hours as she stared at her phone screen, willing it to light up with a message from the one person who had always been there for her, through thick and thin.

Finally, a notification chimed, and Sarah's breath caught in her throat as she read Emma's reply:

"Hey, Sarah! What's up? Is everything okay?"

Relief washed over Sarah as she hastily typed out her response, her fingers trembling with a mixture of anxiety and gratitude.

"Hey, Emma. Can we talk? It's kind of urgent."

Within moments, another message popped up on the screen:

"Of course! Do you want to meet up somewhere?"

Sarah hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with possibilities. She knew she couldn't stay holed up in her room forever, hiding from the world and her own fears. Taking a deep breath, she made a decision.