Cry
A/N: 17 year old Madeline tries to break up from her boyfriend, but he doesn't want to. He likes using her for something that no one should have to go through, and Madeline is terrified to tell anyone. But when he attacks her one day during school hours, she finally lets go. Each chapter is named after a song by Kelly Clarkson. I don't own SVU or Kelly…
Chapter 10: Sober "I don't know… this could break my heart or save me, nothing's real, until you let go completely" - Kelly Clarkson
PREVIOUSLY:"Not right now… I really can't do it anymore." Madeline replies, a lot calmer than she was before.
"Okay, can we come by later, after she's had some time to rest?" Lindsey asks.
"Yes, and by then, Ms. Novak might have the restraining order ready." Olivia answers.
"Alright, that's fine with me." Lindsey replies and Maddie stands up and follows her out the door, and to the car.
LINDSEY YEARWOOD'S CAR
EN ROUTE TO HER APARTMENT
MANHATTAN, NY
1:45pm
Lindsey and Maddie ride in silence for about five minutes before Maddie starts talking, "Coach… I… I haven't had my period in like two months…"
"Honey, do you think you might be pregnant?" Lindsey asks.
Maddie slowly nods her head and Lindsey notices a tear fall. "Yeah… Cuz the last time he raped me was two months ago…"
"Well honey, the only way to find out is to buy a pregnancy test, and then I'll call the doctor" the woman replies.
"Okay. I guess that's what we're gonna have to do… even though I don't want to… I don't want his baby." the redheaded teen cries.
"Honey, it may be too late to get an abortion… we'll know more after you go to the doctor. But I'll stop at the pharmacy that's up here on the corner and get you a test." Lindsey calmly tells her.
"It's not fair!! I'm supposed to get a scholarship to NYU to run. I won't be able to if I'm fat." Maddie cries.
"Sweetheart, let's not worry about that right now, let's just make sure you're healthy." Lindsey replies.
"Fine…" Maddie pouts as Lindsey pulls the car into the parking lot. "Do you want to wait in here while I run in?" the woman asks.
"Yeah… I don't want anyone to see me with you buying that…"
"No one is gonna be here… school's not out yet." Lindsey reassures her, "But I'll let you wait anyways."
LINDSEY YEARWOOD'S APARTMENT
MANHATTAN, NY
2pm
The two arrive back at the building and Maddie nearly runs up to the woman's door and waits impatiently for her to unlock it. Lindsey closes the door behind them and follows Maddie into the guest bedroom, opens the box and hands one of the tests to the teen. "Give me two minutes…" the girl says.
Lindsey looks at the digital clock by the bed while Maddie waits impatiently in the bathroom. "Time…" the woman calls.
Maddie comes out with the white stick, crying and hands it to the woman. "Honey, you're pregnant…" Lindsey calmly tells her.
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!" Maddie screams and throws herself face first on the bed.
Lindsey places the piece of plastic on the night stand and turns around to attempt to comfort the teen. "Baby girl… shhh… shhh… you're okay…"
"Call Mrs. McBride…." Maddie cries.
"Why sugar?" the woman asks, rubbing calming circles on the teens back.
"I want her to move Travis out of every single class that we have together…" the redhead whimpers.
"She said she'd come over with Mrs. Branson after school got out…" Lindsey replies.
"Fine…" the teen pouts.
"Honey, should I call your mom? Because if I can get her to call your doctor, I might be able to take you since they can't come home for a few days…"
"I don't want her to know… can I just stay with you for the next seven months until this is over??" Maddie quietly replies.
"Honey, I can't keep this from her. She may want to be there for you during your pregnancy…" the woman calmly answers.
"I guess. Call her, tell her I'm a bad girl, I got pregnant. It's all my fault." the girl cries.
"Baby, listen, it's not your fault. You're not a bad girl. Travis is the bad one. He hurt you and this is just one of the results that came from it, okay. This could turn out to be great, sweetheart, if you keep this baby, you're going to be a great mom." the woman reassures her.
"You really think so? I'm still in high school. How am I going to raise a child?" Maddie asks.
"I'll help you, your parents will help, I'm sure the rest of the coaches will be more than happy to help you too honey." Lindsey answers.
"I don't want this baby. It… it will remind me every day of him and what he's done to me." Maddie sobs.
"Sweetheart, don't let that prevent you from keeping the baby. Like I said earlier, once we talk to the doctor, we'll know more." the strawberry blond woman calmly tells her, still rubbing calming circles on her back.
"Go ahead, tell my mom…" the girl cries.
"Alright sweetie." Lindsey replies and reaches in her purse for her cell phone. She dials Mrs. Hanson's number and waits for what seemed like forever for the woman to answer.
"Hello…" the voice on the other end answers.
"Hi, Mrs. Hanson, this is Lindsey Yearwood, Maddie's track coach…" the woman replies.
"Oh, hi Lindsey, is Maddie okay? I heard about what happened this morning. And I really wish I could be there right now with her…" the woman says.
"Yes and no. she's terrified. But, I don't know how else to tell you this, so I'm just going to say it. Maddie told me on the way home from the precinct that she hadn't had her period in the past two months, and that about a week before her first missed period, Travis had raped her. So I took her to the pharmacy and bought a pregnancy test… and it came back positive…" Lindsey explains.
"So what your telling me is that that bastard got my sweet daughter pregnant?" Mrs. Hanson asks.
"Unfortunately, yes. She doesn't want to keep the baby, but I told her we'd know exactly how far along she was after we went to a doctor…"
"Okay… what I'll do is call her doctor and make her an appointment. But since I can't take her, and they only allow people other than relatives to take them if they have permission from their parents. So I'll fax you a note that says you can take her. If that's fine with you…" the woman suggests.
"Great. That's what I was about to ask you. Oh, and do you want to talk to Maddie? She's really upset right now, and isn't sure what she wants to do about the baby…" Lindsey replies.
"Sure, only if she wants to…"
Lindsey puts her hand over the receiver, "Honey, do you want to talk to your mom?"
"Not right now…" the teen whimpers.
Lindsey sighs, "Mrs. Hanson, she really doesn't feel like talking right now. She's just having a really hard time talking at all."
"It's okay. I'll call you later when I get the appointment scheduled." the woman's voice drops.
"I'll help her get through this, it's going to be hard, but it will work…" Lindsey reassures the woman.
"I hope so. I'm going to go call her doctor right now, I might be able to get her in today…" Mrs. Hanson replies.
"Okay. Just let me know when you get her an appointment." the strawberry blond woman says.
"No problem, bye Mrs. Yearwood…"
"Have a nice day Mrs. Hanson…" Lindsey replies and hangs up the phone.
"Maddie, sweetheart…"
Maddie doesn't reply, instead Lindsey hears light sobs coming from the teen. "Can… Mrs. McBride still come over?"
"Sweetie, it depends on what time your appointment is…"
"Whatever…." the girl sighs.
"I know you're scared and you're still hurting, I'm going to help you sweetie, every step of the way." the woman reassures her.
Maddie just nods her head and continues to sob, while Lindsey continues to rub calming circles on Maddie's back while they wait for her mother to call back. Lindsey finally notices Maddie's breathing even out and her sobs turn into light whimpers and then silent tears. She then realizes that the teen has cried herself to sleep. She continues to rub the girls back for almost fifteen minutes, but stops when the phone rings.
A/N: So, please tell me what you think! I'm running out of song ideas. I've never written a story where someone gets pregnant, and I really wanted to, and I figured that instead of writing a completely new one, I could work it into the story line of this one!! I hope you like my new twist, please let me know if you do by reviewing.