A/N: Hello my incredible readers!(: I hope you all had an amazing weekend and a fantastic start to the week! Here is my gift to all of you: Chapter 15. As a random tidbit of my life here's a little bit of what happened yesterday; I went shopping with my mom and since it's hotter than hell out here I decided to wear a sundress. At the end of the day my Mom tells me that my dress is clearly see-through in the back and everyone walking anywhere behind me could very clearly see my…er…*fast talk* neon panties. Ugh I feel like such a slut :/ But, moving on, I hope you all enjoy the chapter!(:

Disclaimer: I do not own BTR. Or any of the movies/brand names mentioned :P

Once we were done spending a little too much money on DVDs, we decided to go spend even more money at a local grocery store. When we left, Kallie was carrying bags of various snack foods and candy.

"I still think we should have gotten some Twizzlers." Kallie mumbled.

I stopped walking and stared at her. "You're the only one who likes those horrid things! And besides, you got three bags of Reese's Pieces. I think you're set."

"I suppose…"

We continued walking down the sunny sidewalk. There was a light breeze in the air, the sky was a solid blue, and everyone was out enjoying the blissful weather.

"Hey Emma?" Kallie asked when we reached the Palm Woods.

I opened the front door for her. "Hmm?"

"W-What is…you know, it like?" She asked in a slightly shy tone.

My cheeks blushed. "Um…amazing. I didn't think it would be like that considering…Dad…but it honestly was. James was very gentle with it and I didn't have any issues."

Kallie snickered. "Bull. He so was not 'gentle'. You were getting pounded."

"Kallie! Ugh do you want to ask me something or not?" I sighed. My cheeks were flaming.

Because she's right.

"N-no I d-do. I w-want to have s-sex with Logan. A-And I don't know how to b-bring it up or…anything." She hung her head.

Once we began walking up the stairwell I spoke. "You could just tell him."

"Oh yeah that will work. 'Hey Logie? Yeah I want you to fuck me with that big dick of yours. Whaddya say?'" She rolled her eyes and looked at me. "Come on."

"First off, I did not need to know that! Second, you don't bring it up like that you buffoon! Just…do what you think is right. And you better use protection." I scolded.

Even though she was a few steps ahead of me I could see her cheeks go red. She stopped and turned to me. "Y-Yeah I don't keep a supply of condoms with me."

"James already had one with him…maybe Logan does, too."

"Or the next time we're out, we can get some for ourselves, maybe? You will be turning 18 here at the end of August so…yeah." She seemed a little unsure of herself when she spoke.

I thought for a minute. "Yeah that actually sounds like a good idea, honestly."

By the time we reached out apartment, it was going on 4 p.m. We put some snacks out and decked out the living room with blankets and pillows. Once we were done we changed into pajamas and I began making Kallie and I something quick for dinner.

"How about," I shuffled through the fridge and cabinets, "shrimp?"

"Nah."

"Hotdogs?"

"Nah."

"Hamburgers?"

"Nah."

"Spam?"

"Eww…"

"Spaghetti?"

"No."

"Tacos?"

"Not really feelin' it."

"Kallie!"

"Emma!"

"Stop being picky and just choose something!" I shouted.

She thought for a moment. "How about breakfast for dinner?"

My stomach rumbled. "Sure, sounds good to me."

Once I had some pancake batter mixed, someone knocked at the door.

"Kallie?"

She sighed. "Yeah, yeah, yeah…"

I heard her open the door.

And then I heard Logan. "Look I'm sure they have snacks, Carlos."

"Yeah, but do they have corndogs? Hmmm?"

Kendall laughed, "Yes they do because you constantly keep them in stock!"

"He's right dude, you always make sure there's a box of corndogs in the fridge." James said.

Kendall walked in first and came over to the stove. "Hey, Emma!" He greeted me.

"Hey Kendall, hey guys!" I said as I wrapped my free arm around his waist and drew him into a hug.

"Whoa! Look at all the food!" I heard Carlos shout. He walked into the living room and immediately started chowing down on candy.

Logan and Kallie sat down at the island and James walked up to me. "Hey baby." He said with a kiss to my temple. I drew him into a full hug and rested my chin on his chest and looked up at him.

"That's all I get as a greeting?" I asked with big puppy dog eyes.

He gave me the sexiest smile I had ever seen and dipped his lips down to my ear. "Do you want me to fuck you senseless on the counter in front of everyone?" He nipped at my ear.

A shiver went down my back. "God you're going to kill me." I moaned back.

He then dipped me back and gave me a huge kiss on the lips. When he helped me up I laughed. "Now there's a greeting I could get used to."

He gently smacked my ass and then sat down by Logan. "So I'm making something to eat for Kallie and I, do you guy want anything?" I asked.

"Um…I'll eat off of Kallie's plate." Logan said as he gave his girlfriend a kiss on the cheek. Kallie blushed and leaned into him.

"And I will eat off of yours." James said with a smile. I walked over to the fridge and quickly microwaved two corndogs for Carlos. As soon as the microwave signaled it was done, I pulled them out and Carlos immediately ran over.

"Do I smell corndogs?" He shouted.

I handed him a plate. "Yes, my obsessed friend, you most certainly do." He ran over and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"You are the bomb, Emma!" He squealed as he began munching on his food. I laughed. "Thanks, Carlos!"

While I made dinner for Kallie and I, Kendall and Carlos turned on the TV and were soon engrossed in whatever they were watching. Both boys had helped themselves to blankets and were soon cloaked din the fabric, each clutching snack bowls. Logan and Kallie were talking about a new book that had come out and James became my cooking helper.

"So what movies did you get?" He asked while flipping over some bacon.

I cracked two eggs into a bowl. "Oh man, we got a little of everything I suppose. The guy there, Clark, helped us pick out a ton of movies."

"Yeah and you should be proud of us, most of them are horror movies." Kallie said.

"You guys didn't have to..." Logan began.

I walked over and put my hands on the island. "Logan, we wanted to, okay?"

"Which ones did you get?" James asked.

"Just some various slasher flicks, a few paranormal movies and some that Clark swore would scare us shitless." I added some vanilla and cinnamon to the eggs.

Kallie suddenly shouted, getting everyone's attention. "Which brings me to another point. All of you guys need to be in pajamas!"

Everyone looked bewildered. "Why?" Carlos asked.

"Because," Kallie started as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, "all of you guys are spending the night. And you need pajamas for a slumber party." She lowered her voice. "Duh."

I laughed and dipped a piece of bread into the egg before tossing it into the pan. "She's not going to let it go, either." I added.

"As soon as we're done making this, we will go change, okay?" James asked.

Kallie sniffed. "Sounds acceptable."

Once the bacon was fried, pancakes were made, French toast was served, and milk was poured, Kallie and I were munching away happily.

Logan and James were stealing little bits and pieces of our dinner but Kallie soon wrangled everyone out the door to go change. Once everyone was out she sighed and sat down.

"You would think they would know to wear PJs." She mumbled.

"Kallie! Just drop it, okay? Now. What order are we going to show the movies in?" I asked.

She got up and retrieved the small plastic bag. Once she laid out all the movies in front of us, she sat down and took a bite out of a pancake.

"Let's wait until later to show some of the scary movies. How about we start off with some of the comedies we got?"

I nodded. "Sounds good, but we need to save some for some relief from the scary movies."

"Valid point."

Together we stacked up the movies in the order we planned on showing them. By the time we had finished eating, the boys marched back in. This time they were clad in pajamas.

Kallie started clapping. "Bravo! That's more like it!" She patted each of them on the shoulder as they walked through.

"Kallie stop being a smartass!" I shouted.

I put the dishes in the sink and, at 7:00, all the lights were turned off and we were all sitting in front of the large TV. Logan and Kallie were snuggling on the couch that was against the wall, Carlos was stretched out on the couch adjacent to them, Kendall and James were sitting on the floor resting against the couch Carlos was on and I was planted right in between.

Once the curtains over the larger windows were closed, the room was fairly dark. The main source of light was the large LCD screen in front of us.

Snack bowls sat in various laps and drinks were resting beside their owners.

I turned the first movie, National Lampoon's Vacation, on. It didn't take much time before we were all roaring and laughing at the various antics of the Griswold family. The movie was an oldie but definitely a goodie.

James and Kendall had both simultaneously crept closer to me and I could feel both of their bodies pressed against mine. This made it even funnier during certain scenes because of the way their bodies would vibrate when they laughed.

When the movie was over, Kallie went to the bathroom and Kendall got up to get something else to drink.

"So, Emma, what's up next?" James asked me.

"Well…it looks like…Animal House."

Carlos sighed. "What is with all of these old movies?"

Logan smacked him upside the head. "Carlos! Some of the best movies are old ones."

I patted Carlos on the knee. "We chose the movies; deal with it."

Carlos protested but James cut him off. "Oh go choke on a corndog."

When Kendall and Kallie returned, we turned on the movie. And again, everyone, even Carlos, was laughing. I turned on the fan overhead so that we could sit under blankets and still be comfortable. I also stripped out of my t-shirt and slipped into a black tank top and a pair of mint green sweatpants.

Once the movie was over I refilled some of the snack bowls and returned to the living room.

"Please tell me the next movie isn't old?" Carlos asked.

Logan and James both whacked up with pillows and he effectively shut up.

"Yes, Carlos, it is…relatively new. And it's a horror movie." Kallie said. She snuggled a little further into Logan, who wrapped his arms around her.

"What is it?" Kendall asked.

I popped in the shiny disc and sat down. "The Ring."

The atmosphere immediately changed when the movie started; instead of the jovial, light hearted mood that was present before, the mood was dark and creepy. I crawled into James' lap and snuggled into him just like Kallie had with Logan.

By the time the movie was almost done everyone had jumped multiple times and the tension was definitely present. When the girl on the screen came out of the screen, Carlos screamed and threw the bowl of pretzels he was holding into the air.

Kendall, James and I were pelted with a pretzel shower.

"Carlos!" We all shouted.

The poor Latino simply shook his head and mumbled an apology. I began picking pretzels out of my hair and frowned when I realized that several fell down my shirt. I began reaching into my bra but James stopped me.

He leaned down and whispered, "Let me."

I smirked and he pulled the blanket up to my neck. Then he put his hands down my bra and removed the pretzels. When he was done, he put his hand back in my shirt and briefly pinched my nipple between his fingers.

A jolt of pleasure shot straight to my core and I backed my butt up against him. He pulled the blanket down to my lap and he ran his hands up and down my thighs. No words were said, everything was communicated through touch. I leaned my head back against his shoulder and closed my eyes for a brief moment.

When the credits began to roll, Kallie peeked out from underneath her blanket.

"I-Is it o-over?" She asked.

Logan buried his head into her neck. "Mhmm."

"Kallie did you really think that movie was scary?" I asked.

She could only nod.

Carlos nodded too.

"By the way, you're picking up every single pretzel, Carlos." I told him.

"So what's next?" James asked.

I frowned. "Some horror movie with a weird title. It's about some kids that get kidnapped or something."

Once the movie started, I regretted putting it in. It seemed like within just a few moments, we were all wincing away from the horrid, grotesque actions on screen.

Halfway through the movie, I was hiding under the blanket in James' embrace. His arms were wrapped around me and I buried my head into his chest. I refused to watch but I still had to listen. The sounds of screaming and…everything else…chilled me to the bone.

Eventually I had had enough. I couldn't take anymore. Every scream that pounded against my eardrums was just a reincarnation of the tortures Kallie and I were forced to endure. I closed my eyes and tried to escape, but it didn't work. I could feel a rush of memories threaten to run me over, but I tried to think of something else in order to try and hold them back.

Yeah. I should be so lucky.

A particular memory, one of the most traumatic to me, came rushing into the foreground.

"Scream you worthless bitch, scream!" My dad shouted as he turned on the lighter. I was tied to a chair and I couldn't move. Much like Kallie's punishment was water, mine was the damn lighter. My sister was gone; it was just me and him. There were a lot of things I kept from my sister; just like I knew there were things she kept from me.

We each had 'solo time' with dear old Dad and…we just didn't talk about it.

I screamed as he held the lighter to my leg. I tried desperately to get away from him but I just couldn't.

"Please stop!" I shouted. "Please…" Tears streamed down my face.

He then moved the lighter to my arm, then my neck, then my stomach. Every time I would try to squirm away from the area he was burning, but it never worked.

Eventually he took out a knife and slashed my shirt to pieces. He also made gashes in my skin during the process. I slammed my body against the chair and just screamed. I screamed with everything I had, but it was never enough.

He ran the lighter across my burns and I screamed even louder. My shrieks filled the small room and only fueled the smile on his damned face.

Then he cut my bra to pieces and held the lighter to my breast.

"NO!" I lost it. The pain was just…too much. I cried and begged and screamed. Eventually he stopped, but sometimes that was the scariest part. If he became bored with one game he would move onto another.

Once he released me from the chair he began to beat me. He kicked, punched, scratched, bit, and spit on me. I tried to fight him back but that only resulted in being bent over a table and raped. After what felt like hours he deposited my on the floor and kicked me.

When that was done he tied me back to the chair and brought out a small knife. He made cuts all over my body. A laugh would escape him every time he slashed through my skin. Eventually he tired of this,a s well.

When he was putting back the knife, a large spider crawled onto my arm.

"Ah! Daddy get it off of me! Get it off!" I screamed. I was absolutely terrified of spiders and this wasn't just a Daddy long-legs. The feeling of it crawling on me terrified me more than anything my Dad did.

And the bastard saw it.

"Aww what's wrong Emma? A little spider scaring you?" He mocked.

I screamed and cried as the spider crawled onto my shoulder.

"Oh God please get it off! PLEASE! I'll do whatever you want just get it off!" I shrieked.

He simply howled with laughter. The spider crawled all over my body and I was in hysterics. That was one of my first panic attacks. And damn they were awful.

I began shaking and crying. My chest ached and I just lost it.

"Get it off of me! Oh God please! PLEASE!" I screamed.

This became his favorite game. And his most sadistic. He would put bugs and spiders on me and watch me react.

"NO!" I cried as the spider crawled over the gashes.

"Emma!" I heard a voice say.

"Get it off of me! NOW!" I shrieked.

My vision was blacked out and I just felt tons of bugs crawling over my skin. I was in hysterics. Screams were torn from my throat and tears pulled from my eyes. I heard speaking but it was a long way off.

"Kallie what the fuck is going on?" A male voice shouted.

"I don't know!"

I tried shouting again. "Please! They're crawling all over me, get them off! In the name of God make this stop!"

"Kallie! What is she talking about?"

"I don't know!"

"What do you mean you don't know? I thought you guys told each other everything!"

"Not this!"

Why the hell were these people arguing when I was covered in bugs?

"Just get them off of me!" I tried again.

I felt hands on me. Where the warmth of skin was, the bugs were not. I sighed.

I continued crying. "Please get the rest of them off!"

I felt more pairs of hands on me and, everywhere they touched, they swatted the bugs away. Someone ran their hands up and down my arms and after they did, I was bug free there.

I bolted upright and ran my hands all along my body in an effort to rid the insects from my skin. It worked…mostly. I heard more shouting and suddenly I was being lifted and taken somewhere. I still felt a few bugs on my skin.

I tried swatting them away but, before I could finish, I heard banging and suddenly I was drenched in water. Like literally drenched.

My eyes snapped open and I bucked forward with the cold snap back to reality. My chest ached.

I was also in a shower. And the water was ice cold. I tilted my head back and tried to breathe.

"Emma?" I felt someone shake me.

James.

I launched myself into his arms and we both fell down onto the wet tile below us. I cried. I bawled. I sobbed into James' embrace.

I ran my hands over his back and tried desperately to get him closer to me.

"Oh God…" I choked through my tears. He rubbed my back and murmured to me.

"Emma. Emma are you okay?" He asked in an urgent voice. "Are you with me?" He asked.

I pulled back and nodded. "Yes. Yes I'm here."

He reached behind him and turned off the icy spray of water that was chilling both of us to the bone. I clung to him like a lifeline. My body was trembling and I was still absentmindedly swatting at my skin. All of a sudden, Kallie burst into the bathroom.

She opened her shower's sliding glass door and gave us two towels. Everyone followed in after her. There was a general chorus of "Emma, are you okay?" and "What happened?" A few more tears gently dripped down my face.

"Y-Yeah I'm f-fine…" My voice dropped at the end.

James picked me up and carried me bridal style into my bedroom. He addressed the crowd behind him. "We're going to be a minute, stay though. I think Emma might want to explain a few things."

He kicked the door closed and stood me up.

I immediately peeled out of my wet clothes and used the towel to dry off.

"James…"

He was sitting on the floor. His hair was wet and tangled and he was just staring at me with wide, concerned eyes.

"What was that?" He asked in a somber voice.

I pulled out some more pajamas and stepped into them. "It was a panic attack…and a rather severe one at that."

He opened his mouth to speak but a knock at the door occupied his attention.

"James? It's Kendall. I thought you would want some dry clothes."

The door opened and a very worried Kendall handed him a bundle of fabric. He nodded and squeezed Kendall's shoulder before closing the door again.

James turned back to me. "Why? Was it that damn movie that caused it?"

I sat down on the bed and began drying my hair. "Yes. It was the screaming, James. It reminded me of…" I trailed off.

James quickly stripped, changed, and joined me on the bed. "What happened, Emma? You had a flashback. What happened?"

Could I tell him?

He was sitting across from me watching intently. "James it was just the same horrid things our Father did."

He called me out. "Bull. Kallie had no clue what you were screaming about. How did she not? I thought you said you guys went through the abuse together?"

I sighed. "Not always. Look there were times where our Father wanted to be…alone…with us. There are a lot of things Kallie, and I, went through that we just don't tell each other. This was one of those times."

"Why didn't you tell her?" He asked.

"Because I didn't want to scare her and let her know what he would do to me, James! That bastard is fucking sick and I know I got it worse than she did!"

"What did he do?" He asked the question in such a way that it seemed like he really didn't want to know the answer.

My head dropped into my hands. "James you don't need to know." I pretty much whispered it. I didn't want to tell him, I didn't want him to think I was weak.

He tilted my chin up to face him. "I'm a part of your life now and you're a part of mine. When things like this happen I need to know why and what I can do to prevent them in the future."

"You can't prevent them! Don't you see that? I don't even know when I'm going to react to something!" I shouted.

"Tell me, Emma. If nothing else it's a secret you're no longer forced to carry alone."

I stood up. "Fine! Do you really want to hear how he would hold a lighter to my skin? Or how he would throw me on the ground and beat me? When I tried to fight back he would simply rape me, James! Oh then it gets good; he would strap me back into the chair and cut me with his knife! Is that what you want to hear?" I screamed. He looked hurt. He was visibly shaken and the color had drained from his face.

I thought so.

But he still continued to ask. "Emma why were you screaming things like, 'Get them off of me'?"

I turned away from him and looked at the floor. Tears dripped down into the carpet. "I…I don't know if I can say."

I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and pull me close to him. "You can tell me anything, Emma. You have to believe that."

"H-He…oh God. Once when I was tied to a chair a spider crawled onto my arm. I'm terrified of the damn things. I screamed for my dad to get it off but…when he saw how much I feared it, he let it crawl on me. He then decided that from then on he would randomly restrain me and put…"

I was sobbing by this point. I put my head in his shoulder and cried. "P-Please tell me you g-get what I'm saying." I couldn't say it.

He would put bugs on me and watch me squirm.

James held me tighter. "Yes." I felt tears drop onto my cheek; tears that didn't belong to me. I looked up at James. Sure enough, he had tears running down his face.

"W-Why are you crying?" I asked.

"Because of what he did to you! It's not fair!"

That night we both held each other and cried. My tears were falling for the memories that would never leave me, James' tears falling for the past he couldn't save me from.

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