Fighting For Love

'Beep, Beep, Beep'

That's the noise I heard as I started to wake up from my deep slumber. Every part of my body ached. It felt like I had been knocked over by a truck. I slowly began to open my eyes letting my vision adjust to the bright light around me. I felt something heavy pressing my left hand to the lumpy mattress that I was currently laid on. Looking down I noticed my dad sleeping with his head laid on my hand. I tried to move it gently so I wouldn't wake him but failed in the process.

"Hey sweetie, how are you feeling, try not to move to much you are going to be sore for a while" my dad said smiling at me.

"What happened?" I asked, everything was still a little fuzzy but before he had a chance to explain I heard it. My dad smiled and walked to the other end of the room to were the sound had come from. Bending over slightly he picked something up carefully and made his way back towards me. He held the bundle of, what looked to be blankets, in front of me and that's when I saw it. The baby, MY baby. The one thing that will remind me of that terrible night eight month's ago. The one night i wanted nothing more than to forget.

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THREE YEARS LATER

Emma is released from the institution that she has spent the last three years in, trying to bury the events of that god awful nigh four years ago. The doctors say that she is ready to move on with her life now with her family and friends. Its a big step, one that Emma isn't sure she is ready to take herself but there is only one way to find out.

Emma has come back home to try and salvage her life and career. She is due to start college so she can do her GCSE's that she never had a chance of doing when she was meant to, but what will happen when she meets Aaron, her college teacher. Will she let him in to try and heal her broken life. Can Aaron knock down the walls inside her that she has spent the last three years building?