This is an AU fic, and will be rated M due to domestic abuse, violence, sexual abuse, and other naughty situations. This isn't going to be a happy go lucky fic. This is a Demily fic, and maybe a few other ships thrown in there. This is a Emily centered fic, but I try to show the other stories too. Anyways! Criminal Minds, and the characters do not belong to me! I'm just borrowing them for a little bit! ENJOY!
It had been 3 days. Three whole days since mother had found about my abortion. The whole time I was crying myself to sleep, thinking about killing myself, and losing my mind piece by piece my mother hadn't noticed. How does a mother not know her kid was losing it? I can tell you why, because she was never there. Never there to hold me, to tell me everything was okay. Never there to notice what that awful man had put me through. I can't tell that secret though. I wont. Ever. Long ago I put it in the little boxes hidden in the back of my mind, and pushed as far as it would go. I will never tell. No matter what happens to me.
After mother found out about my shaming scandal, she decided that it would be nice to send me away. Uncle David and Aunt Erin's mansion more specifically. Of course he isn't my real Uncle, but mother knew him from a time back. I'm pretty they had a thing but that isn't something you approach your mother about. He was a good friend of my fathers. My dead father.
Apparently Uncle Dave and his wife liked to take in damaged kids, and give them a fresh start...or as they called the house, no mansion, "A New Beginning". Three other kids were there already. Jennifer, or JJ something like that, Derek, and a little kid called Spencer. Mother said he was supposed to be a little genius. I don't know if I believe her though. How smart can a 11 year old be? I, being 16, have officially won the prize of dumbest, teen...kid...adolescence...person, whatever you want to call me, in the universe. He must be smarter than me. I don't know much about the others though. They all must have a story though. Like I said...only damaged kids go to the Rossi Mansion.
I stare out the window of the car, and Donny (our driver) keeps looking at me through the rear-view mirror. I roll my eyes as he tries to be sneaky about it. Donny had been our driver my whole life. I spent more time with him than my mother, and my father. Maybe even more than a few of the nannies I had. He watched me grow, and I know he's just as sad as I am that mother has sent me away. "It's for the best." I can practically hear my mother's voice in my head. "A new beginning. That is just what you need!" I'm so angry that she's doing this. All I need is to be dragged across the ocean to Virginia, away from my life. Not like it's not the normal around here though.
I miss Matty. He was the only reason I was ever remotely okay. He would come over, and we would smoke together. Stare at my ceiling. He was my best friend. I love him.
As I was lost in my thoughts Donny was pulling through a large gate. We pulled up to the house, and I looked at the mansion. I'm pretty used to large houses, or mansions of all kinds. Donny opens my door, and I step out.
"Now you be good Miss Emily. You need this. I can't watch you spiral downward anymore. I'm gonna miss ya though kid." he said. I feel tears come to my eyes, and I'm shocked that I am having a bigger reaction to leaving Donny than I had leaving my mother. I wrap my arms around him, and he hugs me tight. When he let's go he grabs my bags, and gives them to me. I didn't bring much. Just stuff to hang on my walls, my make up, my clothes, a pack of smokes, and some tequila. Donny walks me to the door, and he knocks. An older man opens the door. He has black hair, and is obviously Italian. Mother said he was fluent in it.
"Emily Prentiss, you look just like your mother." I cringe, and he chuckles at my reaction. He turns to look over his shoulder. "Erin! She's here." He invites me in, and directs Donny to my bedroom so he can put my bags down. An older woman with blonde hair, and gray eyes. She smiles, and holds her hand out. I take it, and she introduces herself.
"Hi. I'm Erin Rossi. This is my husband David. JJ and Derek are outside playing Soccer, and Spencer is probably hiding somewhere around here with a book." She laughs a full hearted laugh. Maybe they'll be cool.
"I'm Emily Prentiss." I say quietly. Donny comes downstairs, and hugs me one more time. I smile a real smile at him, and he waves as he leaves. I bite my lip, a nasty habit I have picked up (along with biting my nails), and follow David and Erin as they give me a tour of the house. They take me upstairs to a large room. The walls are painted red, and I smile. It's not a vibrant red, but a nice cool red. I smile wide, and look at it. It matches me. It's a good fit. I stare at it in awe.
"We'll leave you here to unpack. Dinner will be ready soon, and we can talk about things after that. Not a big deal. We'll call you down when dinner is done, or if you'd like the other two are playing Soccer I'm sure they'd let you join." David said with a kind smile.
Then they're gone. I stare around the room then start to unpack. It doesn't take long to unpack my clothes, and hang my posters and pictures on the walls. My albums are neatly stacked under my tape player. My guitar is on it's stand in the corner and everything is perfect. I take of my tied up boots, and change into sweats, a tank top, and my Aerosmith over the shoulder t-shirt. I lay on the bed and think about my new life. A New Beginning. Maybe that is just what I need.
I couldn't have been more wrong.
