So I had this new idea for a story come into my head and I couldn't shake it so I decided to start writing it. I'm also currently working on an Emison one-shot and the next chapter of 'The Precipice'. If you like the prologue for this story leave me a review, I've already got the next few chapters blocked out, so there should be an update with the new day or so. Enjoy.
Oh yeah, and there is mention of rape in this chapter, but it isn't graphic.
Beautiful Little Secret
Prologue
Alison sat against the hard stone wall of her current sleeping area. It was dark and damp, but it was shelter. The dingy basement had provided her with a place to stay for nearly a month now. Her few possessions are tucked neatly into the worn brown backpack beside her.
Leaning forward she slips off her ragged old boots and places them near the end of her makeshift bed.
Slowly she unbuttons the long red coat she's still wearing. When she gets to the last two buttons, that are already undone, she opens the coat and moves her palm along her swollen belly.
With the gentlest caress she runs her hand along the place where she can feel her baby's foot pressing against her skin.
A tear rolls down her cheek when she feels the baby kick. Her heart is full of love for this tiny thing inside of her, but it's also full of sadness. Because she is 16, she's a runaway, she's being hunted by a psychopath, she doesn't even have a home, how is she supposed to raise a child?
Hopelessness overwhelms her and her mind flashes back to the events that brought her here.
It's painful, to remember.
It was a cold December night, nearly 4 months after she'd left Rosewood when her life changed forever. She was staying in an old abandoned warehouse outside of Philadelphia, trying her best to stay hidden from A, when she'd heard a noise outside. Thinking it was 'A' she'd grabbed her bag and headed out into the street wanting to escape. But instead she ran straight into a large, tan skinned young man, who stank of alcohol and cigarettes. Startled she turned around to head the other direction when the man grabbed a hold of her arm.
"What's the rush sexy?"
His words were slurred but his grip was firm. She did everything she could to fight him off, to struggle and yell out for help, but he was too much. When he'd pulled down her pants, she wished that she'd of died in that grave when her mother buried her alive.
Wiping furiously at the tears with one hand she continues to rub her belly, that night had been the worst of her life. But a month later when she'd realized she was pregnant there was a strange mix of emotions swirling inside of her. Of course she was terrified, because how was she supposed to handle pregnancy and a baby? How was she supposed to keep this child safe from 'A'? But no matter how terrified she'd been she never once questioned if she would keep the baby or not.
When she'd gotten over the shock of finding out, the first thing that came to mind was Emily. Her secret love, the only person in the world she'd ever imagined sharing a life with. And now, Just like the hundreds of times before, thinking of Emily sends pain shooting through her, because she'd always been a coward, always treated Emily poorly even though deep down all she wanted was to love that amazing girl.
Rubbing her belly she lets her mind drift away to another time and place, one where the baby inside of her is Emily's. Where they have a home and a life together, where they'd said their vows together, where they'd planned for this little miracle.
It's a blissful thought, but it's just a fantasy, she doesn't deserve Emily, she doesn't even deserve this tiny person growing inside of her, but she vows to herself that she'll do whatever it takes to protect her baby. Because even if this baby is the result of something terrible, it is an amazing little thing.
It's funny really, how one moment can change someone's entire life, but even with everything she's been through Alison can't bring herself to regret the things that have brought her here, because she loves this child with all of her heart, and that's saying something, considering she didn't even know she was capable of love.
It's that love, and the hope that one day maybe she can share her life, her child with Emily that keeps her going.
It's been 8 months now, she's due to give birth pretty soon, it's scary but she's been lucky so far, somehow she's managed to keep her secret from 'A'.
Thinking once more of Emily, and her baby she remembers why she's still fighting.
With new resolve she slowly lays down on her back, trying to get comfortable.
Taking a deep breath she caresses her belly one last time with a whisper.
"I love you, my beautiful little secret."