PastJune 2009"Your father asked about you.”That wasn't the phrase I wanted to hear. Not after living in the anxiety of whether I had seen the video or not. My grandfather had taken it upon himself to update my mother on what had happened, the tests I was sent to take, and my uncle's reaction. Her face of disappointment was frightening, it was as if she had taken his side at once, which was far more painful than I anticipated. It wasn't a good thing at all. I remember what he said to my grandfather was:"We must prevent Abel from finding out about this, I'll try to convince him that it's better for everyone for Emma to sleep at your house since she's going to work with you," he explained out of nowhere, "though I doubt he'll accept so easily because it's you. Also sending it to my sister's house may work, but it would be very cumbersome...”"The best thing would be to tell Abel what's going on, to tell him the whole situation so he knows what's going on, so he understands his daught

PastJuly 2009The happiest weeks of my life flew by.I was happy despite the strict schedule we had in the workshop, even though Grandpa watched TV while Luc explained math to me at the other end of the room. He was the most radiant person in the world.Of course, not everything was perfect, the days I stayed at the family home were heartbreaking. I had suspicions that my father was beating my mother and that he wouldn't stop him, he had started pinching me, pulling my hair or pushing me."Just don't make him angry," my mother said when I complained about the pinches that were becoming more and more aggressive."It's not right what Mom is doing.”"Avoid it.”I took him at his word, in the last week I locked myself in my room, where I did the homework that Luc gave me to practice while remembering the kisses stolen in the workshop. He pined for the boy who wouldn't open up.I couldn't push him, like that day when he saw me with a sad smile and asked me about Grandpa, so I leaned back

PastFrom July to August 2009My life had become hell on earth.I had no other way to describe it.After my father picked me up from the workshop, he slapped me."Since when have you sold yourself like any other?" He asked in a tone of voice that left no doubt of his level of fury."I've never sold myself like that, you have to believe me, Dad," I said, tears welling up in my eyes. “I'm a virgin, I've never been with anyone... I was drugged at that party and I don't remember anything, we can go to the doctor to check it out.”He looked at me contemptuously."I hope so, or there won't be any trace of you that will be free of belt marks," he threatened, and I died a thousand deaths.He went straight to the medical center, asked for a gynecology consultation, and the level of humiliation they put me through felt brutal."The membrane is completely formed," she explained, and I burst into tears. “The rectum is normal, with no lesions or openings that indicate the onset of intimate activit

PastAugust 2009It's been three days since our first time.That same day my cousin came to pick me up to drag me with the usual group to the lake, but I refused, apart from the fact that it was going to be left over as usual, I felt tired from the sleepless night I spent with Luc.I just wanted to sleep and cry, even though I didn't know why yet.I refused to be aware of why.My aunt told me that she would stay longer, to let my grandfather know if she needed anything, and to be careful. From the call until that moment, I had no sign of my boyfriend, so when he knocked on the door in desperation while I was in a bathrobe, with a towel in my hair and an avocado mask, I was shocked."What's the matter, love? Why are you like this?” I asked, shocked to see him distressed."I came on foot," he said as if that explained everything, which brought more doubts to my mind."What? But that's miles of distance, was the truck damaged again?”He passed by and threw himself on the couch, then saw

PastAugust 2009As Luc left, my cousin soon asked:"Did you hook up with the stranger?""That's not your problem, and if you came to question me, you can go Chloe," I said simply."Well, I'm going straight to the point, I came to get help..." I don't know what to do," he confessed in a broken voice and sat down on the couch. “I can't tell Abi because her response will be to tell my brother and I had no one to talk to...”"What's wrong?""I think..." I think I'm pregnant.Gods.I couldn't help but open my eyes in surprise and sit next to her because she started crying."Aren't you sure?""No, I'm not sure, I'm a week late and if it's true... My future would go down the drain," he said before shaking his arms."No, don't say that, look, just think it's stress...""We did, but there was a time when he took off the condom, he told me it was broken and well, he did everything possible to get me a morning-after pill, but I didn't take it within the recommended twelve hours," he explained a