AN: Okay, in this chapter, Emma becomes a young woman, and Zivon, Bryan, and Tala, tease her about it. She didn't get the "Talk" or anything like that from her mom because her mom didn't want her to know at such a young age.
Emma's POV
I awoke to a funny feeling in my gut. Like muscles were contracting in my lower abdomen. I couldn't place the feeling, but I got up any way. It was two weeks after the tournament and Zivon and his parents had been kicked out of their house and were staying with us. Zivon was at the table and an eight month pregnant Daphne was cooking breakfast.
"Morning Aunt Daphne." I say, reaching to hug her. I felt the pain again. She hugged me back and I went over to Zivon, who had his head on the table and I ruffled his hair and looked up at me "Hi Emmie." he said.
"Where are mom and dad?" I ask Daphne.
"Out. Bryan went with them." She answered, putting a hand on her stomach. She looked like she had swallowed a basketball, which I thought was pretty funny. I don't know why. She put a plate on the table for me and Zivon. I kept feeling the pain.
Later, when me and Zivon were watching "Batman: Under The Red Hood" On the couch when I felt something warm and wet in my underwear. It wasn't like I peed myself. I twitched, and I said "Zi, I need to pee. I'll be right back. The warm wet feeling in my underwear continued. Daphne had been sitting on the porch when my parents pulled up. I slowly treaded up the stairs, and I heard from the living room "A little slow for someone who has to pee. Hurry up, Emmuska." Zivon said, I could tell he was smirking because it was in his tone. I rolled my eyes and gave him the middle finger. (a gesture that I learned from my dad.) and I was upstairs peeing. But when I looked down at my underwear, I saw red. Red as in blood. I hoped it wasn't blood. I started to wipe myself, hoping what was happening would go away. But it didn't. I thought something was wrong. I started to cry and I locked the door.
"Emma, Emma, whats wrong?" I heard my dads voice call, and I pulled my underwear up, and opening up the door.
"Daddy, theres blood in my underwear. What's wrong with me?" I asked, tears stinging my eyes.
"VICKY!" my dad called. My mother came running up the stairs, asking "Tala, Emma, what's wrong? Are you both okay?" I was already back in the bathroom. More blood. I started to cry.
"Emma, honey, open the door." She demanded softly. I opened the door, and I let her in. She asked "Honey, are you okay? What's wrong?" I shook my head no, and told her "There's blood in my underwear." She shook her head, and said "Emma, you're just becoming a woman. It's no big deal." She reached from the sink and pulled out a green package labeled "Always" and said "These are pads. They help to keep from blood to leak down your legs and into your underwear. I think its time you, me, and daddy, had a very serious talk." My mom said.
"Daddy probably thinks theres something wrong with me." I mutter.
My mom helps me with the pad, and got me a clean pair of underwear. I told her thanks, and hugged her. It was only mom I could to talk to about this. My dad freaks out.
"Vicky, is Emma okay? She's not sick is she?" my dad asked. She rolled her eyes and said "She's just becoming a woman, Tala. Thats all." He made a sigh of relief, and said "Good. I thought she was sick."
"You and daddy did that?" I asked, feeling my eyes widen as my mother explained it all to me. My mother nodded.
"It can be a beautiful thing. Where else do you think children come from? The stork?" My dad added, teasing. I nodded no. I wasn't a very curious kid, I'll admit that.
"Ha, you thought something was wrong with you!" My dad laughed. My mom asked "Tala, how can you be so cruel?" and she tried not to join in on the laughing. I felt slightly hurt that they were laughing at me.
"Whats your problem?" Bryan asked as I screamed at him for bumping into him.
"She's having a woman problem." My dad said, Bryan mouthed an "Oh." and snickered. Zivon started laughing and I whined "Dad, you promised not to tell!" and they all cracked up laughing. Even my dad. I was hurt. How could they make fun of my pain? My mom hugged me and said "Tala, quit teasing your daughter. Shes hurt." She said, holding me.
"Daughter? Last time I checked, I didn't claim her." My father said teasingly.
"Oh, Tala, shes yours and you know it!" my mother tossed playfully back. I ran upstairs and slammed the door. I locked it too. I had enough. I laid on my bed and cried.
I had fallen asleep in my bed, covering up with my electric pink blanket that matched the color of my room. My mom unlocked the door with the skeleton key and woke me up.
"Hey, we have some cold pizza, do you want some?" I shook my head no, that I was too hurt to eat much less move. She nodded. "Hey, they're getting serious now. come on." She said, pulling me out of bed.
Cold pizza, a movie in the den, Life was good.
