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the mother.

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Emily didn't want to do it.

The Forrester family was perfect.

Highschool sweet hearts, a church going family, two precious, perfect daughters.

Emily and Elizabeth Forrester were their parents prized possessions.

Their father loved them unconditionally, he'd do anything for them.

And their mother. Well she loved her a lot. Not unconditionally. But a lot.

Emily was older.

She made a chasity vow when she was young.

Although she dated a lot of players and popular boys, she never gave in. She stayed true to her promise to god.

She went to a party with her boyfriend, Elijah.

He became...... intoxicated by the end of the night.

She tried to resist, but he was too strong.

No, she kept screaming, trying to pull him off from her.

But he disobeyed the young teenager's wishes.

That night, her body betrayed her beliefs.

"I knew you were a slut. I just didn't think it'd take you this long to prove it."

He remarked, leaving her at the scene of the crime.

She didn't know what to do. She hated the moment that passed and was scared.

Why did she do it? She didn't want to do it? Why did she have to orgasm?

I guess this means I'm a different person than I thought I was. She thought to herself,

So she stayed with him, because her body liked it... right?

She made sure it didn't happen again though. She never stayed in the same room with him aloneagain.

She shamed herself.

Hurt herself.

She didn't understand.

She was so young.

She wasn't ready.

Only 15.

And it was hard to explain to her parents, once she saw the dreadful plus symbol.

Her mother was furious.

She refused to speak with Emily for a week.

Her mother seemed to care more about her family's perfect catholic image, than her daughter's well being.

Her mother fled to the Bahamas for a week.

While she was away she decided it was immoral to make her daughter have an abortion.

So she called her mother to come and get Emily. About two weeks and 700 miles later, Emily was sent to a convent.

A year later, Emily returned, changed.

Giving life to two, perfect little girls and being forced to give them away transformed her from a girl to a woman.

But nobody acknowledged it.

As far as anyone else knew, she retreated out to her grandmother's for a year to attended a once in a lifetime program at a fancy private school.

But Emily knew

And Emily was damaged.

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