chapter 7

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*Emma’s POV*
I was walking towards the library, when someone opened the door to the janitors closet, with no windows. I was dragged inside and slammed up against the wall. I tried to scream, but the person put their hand over my mouth.
“Don’t say a word, understand?” I nodded, once I heard the voice, I couldn’t believe it. He started caressing me, then groping my breasts.
“Stop, please.” He slapped me, yelling at me to shut up, then kissing down my neck and body. I was in too much shock to fight back.
“No, stop, please!” He slapped me again, and I was in tears, I yelled
“HELP!" He slammed my head up against the wall, and  hit me until I was unconscious.

*Griffin’s POV*
I headed toward the library, hearing someone whine, it was coming from the janitor's closet. I opened the door and saw Emma there unconscious. I knew where she would want me to take her. I picked her up and got her to NCIS.

*Emma’s POV*
When I came to, I was lying on a cold metal table, in autopsy. I looked around, to see everybody there. (A)Abby,(M)Mcgee,(T) tony, (S)Shepard, (Z)Ziva, (D)Ducky, (G)Griffin, and dad(J) Jethro).

“What happened?”
G- You were attacked at school.
J- Do you remember what happened?

I started thinking, immediately remembering what happened. I just couldn't tell them.
“No” I lied.
T- So, you don’t remember calling Griffin for help?
“No, Can I go?” I said, I needed to leave. I was on the verge of breaking.
D- Not quiet, you have some bruises, and cuts.
“Fine, but after that, can I go?” After they were done examining me, I was able to leave.
“Go home, Emma. I expect to see you when I get there.” I nodded and left with Griffin.

*Headed home*
“Em.”
“Yeah,”
“What happened. I know you remember, you told them you didn’t remember, so tell me.” I froze, I didn’t know how to tell him.
“I- You’ll find out later. Just trust me.” He nodded and we pulled up to the house.

I told Griffin to stand by the front door and call my dad, and that he’ll know when to come in. I went up to my room on the right, my brother, Penn, his room was right across the hall from mine. I went to shut the door behind me, but it wouldn’t close. I turned around to see Penn.
“You shouldn’t have called him, you know better.” He snarled. I felt all color drain from my face. He shut and locked the door, Damn it. I knew He was going to kill me.

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