Barbie Transformation

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(I've had so many requests to update and a few complaints about the chapters being a little too short. Somebody even said they read one chapter in a whole of two minutes... That somebody is going to get punched tomorrow for hurting my feelings. But anyway, I made this chapter FOUR PAGES LONG, so you're welcome! This is the chapter you have ALLLLLLL been waiting for! The next one will be filled with DRAMA DRAMA, and guess what? Drama. Anyway, have fun reading, I hope this chapter knocks you off your dinosaur x)

So, Emmerson Rose, at what age did this event take place?" The Judge asks. "When I was twelve." I say quietly, my voice and hands shaking under the table. Jasper takes my hand and squeezes it reassuringly.

"And you didn't tell anyone? Why is that?"

This is obvious, "Because I was ashamed of what had happened." The Judge stares at me, nearly threateningly and says, "But you could have gone to the police. Everything would have been resolved. Why wait nearly five years to speak up where there is no more evidence?" She asks, kind of rhetorically.

I breathe in deeply, knowing that I have to speak the truth. "Because I didn't want to ruin my reputation. I was afraid that if everyone knew that I was raped, they'd label me names I didn't want to be known as. I don't deserve to be that person- I want to stay as Emmerson Rose and not be remembered as that little girl in Rivendale who was raped by her non-biological father. I don't deserve that!" I say louder and a little angrily, causing the judge to raise an eyebrow.

"Miss Rose, your statements aren't clear. You say that you didn't tell anyone because you thought it would ruin your reputation... But here we are. Why now?" The judge repeats herself, sternly.

"Because I've changed. I'm a better person now and I honestly don't care what he or anyone else in this room thinks about me." Well, apart from Zero. She doesn't need to know that though. And besides, I wouldn't want him to get mixed up in this commotion.

"And how have you changed?" The judge asks, leaning back against her chair and staring at me.

Hard question.

"Well... If you threw profanities at me, I'd throw them back. If a friend of mine tries to make my life hell, Id make their life hell, too. I'm tougher, and I'm not afraid to fight back." I exclaim, running out of breath in the last senetence.

"And have you experienced somebody making your life hell? What did you do?" The judge asks in interest, pulling her spectacles off her nose, letting it hang on her chest by a chain.

Have I experienced hell?

"I don't know. I mean, i've experienced bullying and assault... But have I reached the point where my life means nothing? No, I don' think so..." I say truthfully. Sure, Zara was planning revenge on my life on behalf of Jasper's fault, but I could handle that. And of course, my heart was broken by Hunter... That was hell. But it wasn't intentional, he didn't try to make my life hell... Right?

"And Miss Rose, you mentioned before that if anybody tried to 'make your life hell, you'd give them hell back,'", she says, motioning her hands in quotation bunnies. "So hypothetically, during the time that Max Calxton had apparently assaulted you, that might have been hell to you. Did you in anyway give him hell back?" The judge asks, confusing me utterly.

I raise my eyebrows, "I don't understand...?" I turn to look at Jasper for help, but he has the same dumbfounded expression on his face.

"Miss Rose, Max supposedly raped you when you were twelve. At that age, that must have been your most dramatic sort of hell, am I right?" The judge asks supiciously.