Three days later
*Emily's POV*"please, please don't do this!" I cry.
A tall man in a black suit is slowly inching closer to me."Please!" I sob. "You can't do this! No!" A gets closer. I am barely conscious and helpless. There no way I can stand up to A. Everything around me is blurry, almost like I'm drugged. I'm lying completely naked on a cot. How did I get here? A slides onto the cot with me. He wriggles down in his pants and lays ontop of me. I try to scream, but they turn into uncontrollable moans as he slides into me. I try to push him off me, forcefully kicking my legs and flailing my arms. A reaches behind him, and grabs a syringe. I try to scream, but he stabs it into my skin. The room becomes even more blurry than before. My eyelids grow heavy. A is still ontop of me, hurting me. I try to scream but nothing comes out. Nothing at all.
*end of dream*
I sit up in my bed, breathing heavily. I look around my room. The sky is still black, and I'm at home in my own bedroom. I breathe a sigh of relief before a nauseous feeling sweeps over me. I jump out of bed and run to the bathroom. The second I get there, I heave violently into the toilet. When I'm finished, I flush the toilet, wash my hands, and return to my bed. I have had the flu for almost five days now, and it's not getting any better. In fact, I would say it's getting worse every day! I would go to the doctor, but my gut is telling me that I don't have a virus. Each day of no improvement puts the thought in my head that maybe this sickness is something more permanent. Something terrible, horrible, awful, and unspeakable. My mind drifts back to my awful horrible dream where A raped me. Was it a dream? It seems too real to be a dream. A lot happened in those hours I was held hostage. A lot that I tried to block out and a lot I don't remember because I was knocked out. Even though I don't want to believe that the unspeakable happened, the question is always there in the back of my mind:
Did A get me pregnant?
*Eight hours later*
"Em, are you sure?" Hanna asks. I decided I needed to have the girls come over, and they immediately agreed without hesitation. Now the girls and I are all sitting on my bed. Nervous glances and nauseous feelings are all around.
"I-I think so, I know so, I-I don't know!" I say starting to cry. Aria leans over and gives me a side hug. Spencer is silent for a while.
"Do you remember anything that happened after A kidnapped you?" She asks finally.
"I remember being home alone in my bedroom. I kept getting A threats all day, so I called you." I say tying to recall the events that occurred that terrible night.
"I remember hearing the door open, and I remember walking down the hall. Then I remember A grabbing me. I screamed, but no one came." I say, my chin starting to quiver. "The last thing I remember is A hitting me on the head with something." I say wiping tears from my eyes.
"Did you see what A hit you with?" Hanna asks.
"That's irrelevant Han." Spencer snaps and turns back to me. "Do you remember anything else?" Spencer asks. I nod.
"I remember waking up on a cot or a bed. I was completely naked, and my whole body was covered in blood. The room was dark, and I couldn't tell where I was. I remember trying to get up and run away, but A caught me and knocked me out again." I'm crying pretty hard now. Aria hugs me tight. Once I calm down enough, I finish.
"That's all I remember, but last night I had a dream that A raped me."I say shaking. "Although I know it was a dream, it felt so familiar. I think there's a possibility that A when drugged me, he raped me while I was held hostage in that awful place."
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Pregnant Little Liars
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Aria Montgomery, Emily Feilds, Hanna Marin, and Spencer Hastings are 4 not so average teenage girls. Their clique leader Alison went missing over a year ago, and ever since then they are being stalked by an anonymous psychopath who goes...