Save Me

Chapter 15

Just warning you all. It's kind of a taboo subject. Just thought it would be interesting for the storyline. The flashback is violent. Please don't read it if things like this trigger you.
Hope you like it anyways ☺

-L 💕

Emma had been lying in a fetus like position in her bed the whole day already. Clamping her arms around her stomach as another strong cramp let her wince out in pain. She felt like peeing herself any second now but she didn't dare to stand up and go to the toilet.

"Emma? Are you okay?", Mary Margaret asked as she opened the door after knocking twice. Her concerned brown eyes peeking into the room to see the blonde still lying in bed.

Pearls of sweat sparkled on the girls forehead as she tried to hide the pain. "Yeah", she answered forcing herself to smile. "Just a little tired. I was u-" her sentence was interrupted by another cramp but she hid it by clearing her throat. "I was up late reading Harry Potter again", She finished her sentence hoping for the woman to believe her.

"You don't look fine", Mary Margaret frowned as she approached the girl slowly. Emma pinched her eyes close and flinched as the woman extended her arm. The blonde felt a soft hand on her forehead as she started to tremble. Forgetting about the pain in her stomach.

The woman frowned again as she saw the girls reaction. She has been in Emmas room before. She even sat in her bed to say good night sometimes. She hasn't reacted that way since nearly two weeks.

"Emma? What is it?", the woman asked again, taking a few steps back to provide the girl at least a little more comfort.

"I'm fine", Emma said, opening her eyes again.

The brunette nodded and turned around. Making her way out of the room. But before closing the door she turned around looking at the terrified blonde once more. "Emma, you know I would never hurt you, right? You can tell me what's going on"

Emma just nodded and waited for the woman to finally leave her alone again. With one last desperate smile, the brunette closed the door.

Emma exhaled slowly. Feeling like crying, she hugged her tummy again.

An hour later, Emma realized she couldn't wait any longer. Slowly, she sat up and stiffly made her way to the bathroom.

She locked the door and waddled to the toilet.

Holding her breath, she pulled down her leggings and underwear. In horror she looked at the dark red stains.

"My belly hurts", Emma whispered as the heavy iron door opened. The thirteen year old was curled up in the corner of the room, tears streaming down her face.

There was no answer but the young teenager could hear heavy steps approaching her. Then, a rough hand pulled her up to her feed. "Don't act like you are worth something. We don't care", a harsh voice answered.

Emma didn't dare to look up as another cramp shook her body. "I... I'm sorry" she sniffled as more tears rolled down her cheeks.