My Teacher

Chapter 9

    "So Emma..." Oh no, Emma thought. The most dreaded question of all the ages. "I've told you all about me, and I know you talked about some of the things, but I want to know everything about you." Emma shuffles awkwardly in her seat. "Well, I guess it started when my parents gave me up for adoption when I was born. I guess they didn't want me. I grew up in the foster system. I was placed in this nice home with these people that wanted to adopt me. they were going through the process and the paperwork to adopt me when they found out they were pregnant and sent me back. Apparently they only wanted one child and since they were having their own I was needed anymore. I was four when that happened. I was then in a group home for a while until they placed me in a really bad foster home. the mother sold crack and worried about having designer clothes and items then feeding her kids. I tried telling my social worker about it but she thought I made the whole thing up. It wasn't until a drug deal went wrong and some crazy yahoo shot up the place. Noone was hurt. They were put in jail and I was placed in a group home. I was 7 when that happened. Then when I was 11 I got placed in another foster home with this woman named Valerie. She was such a good foster mom too. "Emma paused for a brief second letting the memory invade her mind. "she would do my hair, treated me nicely. Made me feel like I was her actual kid." A small smile came across Emma's face at the thought of Valerie. "If you don't mind me asking... What happened? I mean you didn't get adopted by her." Emma chuckled. "Good eye... No no, I didn't get adopted by her because of her husband. Valerie was out with a friend and her husband came into the room while I was sleeping and shut the door. He crawled on top of me and forced me to kiss him.  Needless to say I kicked him in the sack. I tried to run downstairs but he grabbed me before I could and tried to kiss me again. I shoved him off of me but I tripped in the process and ended up falling backward down a flight of stairs and was knocked unconscious. 

      "The next thing I knew I was in the hospital. When i tried to tell Valerie what her husband did but she didn't believe me. She chose her husband's side. A week later a social worker came and told me that she didn't want me and I had to go. I was maybe 14 when that happened." Emma paused to see if Regina was paying attention, and she was hanging on to every word. the pulled into the parking lot and continued talking as they walked into  Regina's classroom. "So the story continues." Emma says with a  nervous chuckle. "Um... this next part is a little much for some people." Emma stopped and gulped. Regina nodded her head silently telling her to go on as she put her hand on her thigh. "I was 14 about to be 15. I was placed in at the time was a great foster home with a woman named Katherine. Both acted like I was theirs, introducing me as their daughter, not just some foster kid.  One night I was doing my homework and dave came into my room and locked the door. He told me that he has been watching me, that I look sexy, and that I shouldn't be teasing him. He said he wanted me and that it would be our "little secret". That was the first time he raped me." Regina gasped. Tears building in her eyes. "He continued to rape me every day for 3 weeks until I finally spoke up and told Katherine what he was doing. No family was worth this.  At first, she seemed to believe me and I was so happy. But one day I came home and a social worker already had my stuff packed and was waiting for me when I got home from school. I have my suspicions that Dave talked to her and put the blame all on me." Emma shrugged her shoulders. "That was when I started cutting. I was in yet another group home until i was placed with the Nolans. I've never been happier. They Imeaditly saw how I reacted against men and David understands that. HE doesn't shut my door when he comes to my room. I haven't told them yet but they are so understanding and just overall kind people. I know it's weird, but I feel like I finally found a home. And I love it. It just sucks ya know." Regina was puzzled. "Why does it suck? It seems like you finally found you forever home." Emma sighed. "Yes, I have, but I also want to be adopted, but I highly doubt that will happen before I turn 18. I already look at them as my parents but." "It's not the same unless it's in writing. You wanna feel like you belong to someone." Emma let out a long breath. "Well yeah, I feel safe and loved by them. But I would still like to belong to a real family." Emma says as she starts tearing up. Regina just pulls her in close and Emma starts balling and all Regina could do was hold her tight. 

      Emma pulled away and wiped the fallen tears. "I'm sorry for breaking down like that. I'm not usually not very open with my feelings as you can tell." Emma says as she motions to her arm. "I can't put my finger on it but there is something about you. You make me feel like I actually want to talk about my feelings. Thank you for being there for me." Regina gives a smile with a slight chuckle. "Emma stop thanking me. I mean what are girlfriends for." Emma was taken back by the statement. "Girlfriend," Emma thought. Emma smiled at the very thought of it. Emma crashes her lips on Regina's and kisses her with such want and need. Emma never had a girlfriend or a boyfriend. The thought of it terrified her, but in the best way.  The bell rang and Emma almost jumped 10 feet in the air it seemed. "awe, did the bell scare you?" Regina said mockingly. Emma rolled her eyes and sneered at her with a laugh. "Also, I want to say thank you." Emma looks at Regina as if she just declared her self a flying purple cow.  "You" Emma pointed at Regina. "Thanking me?" She pointed at her self. "Why?" Emma questioned. "For... opening up and taking off some of your armor. For letting me get to know you more. It means a lot to me." Emma gave Regina a tight hug. After a few moments, Regina pushes her off. "Go Emma, or your going to be late for class. Emma turns on her heels and runs like she is running from a fire to her next class. "Oh lord, what have I gotten myself into with her." Regina thought with a smile.