Barbie Transformation

Thats my secret.

EMMERSONS POV.

Hunter and I separated to our dorms after we talked about ballet and futures. I still haven't decided what I will choose, but I'm not going to decide now. I need more time.

I think I have an idea of what I'm choosing, but that's my secret. You can guess though.

Before I enter the dorm, I can sense something is wrong. I shrug it off though and open the door.

When I look around, I notice the place has been tidied up a bit; the lounge is neater and the table is set with cutlery. When I look in the kitchen, Jasper is cooking spaghetti.

"Hello." I smile and Jasper turns and smiles back at me, "Came back from ballet practice?" He asks and I nod, "Yeah. Why are you cooking? And since when does Jasper Rose clean?" We chuckle as I look around. "We have a guest, he's in the bathroom at the moment." He smiles uncertainly and I raise a brow, "Jasper... Are you finally coming out of the closet?" I ask he grins, "OMG! Totally! My boyfriends name is Bob, he's fantastic!" He uses a 'gay', high pitched voice. I burst out laughing, "That was pretty good! Very believable!" I cackle with laughter and he grins and stirs the pasta.

"So who's here?" I ask and Jasper's smile fades a little, "Dad." He replies in a monotone.

My heart stops beating.

Jasper notices my shocked, scared face, "Don't worry, Emmerson. I was shocked too. He said he wanted to see how I was going. I don't think he knows you're here. You can leave if you want." Jasper offers and I nod frantically and begin to leave the kitchen when a familiar voice booms, "Who can leave?"

My breath catches in my throat and I leap into the food cupboard.

Jasper, please don't give me away... Please. Pretend I'm not here.

"Uh... That was... Felix. I just called him and told him he doesn't have to come to dinner if he doesn't want to..." Jasper stutters and Max chuckles, "Invite the boy! It'll be nice to meet your roommate."

"O-okay..." Jasper replies and I hear the dial of numbers being pressed. Jasper begins talking in the phone, presumably to Felix.

A pair of footsteps begin to creep closer towards the cupboard I'm hiding in, so I hold my breath.

"Well, well well..." Max's evil voice laughs. He found me.

"If it isn't the old microwave!" He laughs when Jasper hangs the phone up. "Huh?" He asks. "The microwave, I didn't know you kept it. I thought it broke?" Max asks and Jasper replies with, "Yeah, it did but my mate Toby fixed it up." He replies quickly.

"Uh, Dad, why don't you go sit in the lounge. Felix will be here any second, now." Jasper suggests and Max's footsteps retreat away from me.

Suddenly, I hear a door open and loud, obnoxious feet. "Hey baby! I'm home!" Felix calls out in a sarcastic, high pitched voice.

Felix begins laughing, he probably noticed Max sitting on the couch, "Well... That's awkward. I'm Felix, you must be Mr Claxton."

Max has a different surname from my mom, but I chose hers. I didn't want to be related to Max at all. Jasper doesn't really care what surname he uses, but dad insists he uses Claxton.

"Quite an entrance you made there..." Max replies and Felix laughs.

Suddenly the cupboard doors open and I nearly scream. Jasper covers my mouth with his hand.

Felix walks into the kitchen and sees me in the cupboard with Jasper clamping my mouth. He gives us a confused expression but Jasper puts a finger on his lips in the 'shush' action and points to the lounge, probably where my dad is. Felix seems to understand because he leaves the kitchen and begins talking about random stuff to Max.

Is he doing that to distract him?

Jasper gently pulls me out of the kitchen cupboard and walks me to the door. When Max isn't looking, he runs with me to his bedroom and shuts the door.

I fall to the floor in a sobbing mess.

I can't believe Max is here. In New York. The place I came to, to escape him and those awful memories. Yet here he is... Under the same roof as me, causing me problems and a panic attack.

Jasper crouches to the floor next to me, "Emmerson, calm down. What's wrong?" He questions but I don't reply. My heart is beating outrageously fast and I'm struggling to catch a breath. Think of a panic attack like this: You're alone in a creepy dark room that you've never seen before. You try to turn the light switch on, but you can't find it. And then suddenly, you touch something. A huge spider. It crawls onto your face and you want to scream but you're afraid it might react and bite you.

That's what a panic attack is like. You can't breathe and you don't know what to do.

"Emmerson, tell me what's wrong!" Jasper begs and erases the tears from my cheeks with his thumbs. I need to tell him. I need to.

I'm so afraid. Afraid of Max.

"When mom and dad divorced-," I hiccup, "dad came to our house and I was alone and then...-," my sobbing is uncontrollable and I try to calm down.

"And then what?" Jasper pleas, slightly shaking my shoulders.

"He beat me with a bottle, that's what the scars are from. And he, he- he raped me." I burst out crying, letting all of my tears go on the pillow.

Jasper's expression will forever have no definition. The only way I can explain it is:

Fury

Shock

Anger

Grief

Sadness

"Jasper? What's that noise? Is there someone else there?" Max's voice calls out from across the door. Jasper is stuck in shock, staring at me.

I begin crying louder, Jasper's hands are still on my shoulders so I can't run and hide in the room.

"Jasper!" I beg, crying at the same time.

He seems to realise what's happening, but the door opens and it's too late. Max notices me.

I immediately sit up and crawl into the furthest corner in the room. Felix is right behind Max, looking at me with confusion. I burst out in tears again.

"Well, well, well... Look who it is." He smirks and walks around the bed, closer to me.

Jasper jumps to action, standing in front of me, protectively. "Get away from her!" He shouts angrily.

Max looks a bit taken back but just laughs.

I can see Jasper is heaving heavily, his shoulders keep moving up and down.

Before I know it, Jasper pulls his fist back and slams it in Max's cheek. "You fucking bastard!" He shouts and punches Max to the ground.

"You fucking raped my sister? And you beat her?! You motherfucker!" He shouts angrily and repetitively punches him in the face.

My crying has calmed down a bit.

Felix seems to understand the situation now so he jumps to action. He pulls Jasper off of Max roughly.

Max sits up with a bloody nose and mouth, laughing. He looks at me and spits blood on the floor.

I quickly stand up and jump across the bed, behind Jasper and Felix.

Max laughs at me, "You pathetic girl!" He stands up and stares at my teary eyes with such hatred. "You get your half brother to do all your dirty work. You're even more pathetic than your mother!" He shouts.

Jasper's body goes rigid.

Half brother?

(A/N: THE MORE READS, THE MORE I UPDATE. OMG! I bet that's not the chapter you were expecting!! This is exciting! I've decided that two chapters today is enough, I don't want to write too much in one day. Tomorrow I probably will not post anything because it's my mums birthday, but stay tuned. I might. 900+ views! Remember I made a deal with my sister! If I reach 1000 views before the 17th of July, she gives me $50!! Please help me out by telling your friends and advertising it in your stories!

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