Finally she said. "I wanna go home."
Gilbert nodded slightly and turned back to the woods. "I'll go with you. Is that all right?"
Anne sighed. She nodded and started back through the woods. Gilbert followed.
They reached the end of the woods and came to the meadow. Anne stopped again.
Gilbert looked at her.
Anne felt her stomach turn. Everything was wrong. Everything was wrong.
She couldn't go home. Why didn't she think of this? Marilla would see her. Marilla and maybe Matthew too, later. They'd want to know why she didn't go to school. They'd want to know why a boy had walked her home.
Maybe she could pretend to be ill. That's the answer, she thought, but- no, no that wouldn't work. Her torn petticoat...even if she could hide her petticoat, she'd need one of Marilla's needles and her thread to sew it up later. She would have to stay in her room a long time to sew her petticoat, what if Marilla walked in?
And what about her underwear? She couldn't hide that, you can't hide blood...the only place to even try to wash it would be the kitchen sink.
What was she going to do??
Her eyes welled up again.
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In the Woods When First We Met
FanfictionGilbert is there for Anne when she needs someone the most. Billy did far more damage than seen in the episode. Anne goes through my own journey of healing after a trauma. Serious issues. (Skip chapters 3-4 to make it less scary to read; if you skip...
