Run away little girl!
Emily woke up alone on the couch. For a moment she looked confusedly around and could not remember what she was doing in a hospital, but then everything came back to her – Maddy. Then Emily also remembered what Hotch had been with her and had promised to wake her up when Maddy woke, but he was not there.
Emily got up and walked to Maddy's room, but she stopped by the door and smiled. Hotch was sitting with Maddy in his lap and it looked like they were talking. She knocked on the window in the door before walking in. "Hey my pretty girl."
Maddy moved away from Hotch, cleared her throat and said with a small voice, "Hi Emmy."
Hotch sat back down in the chair and Emily moved around the bed and kissed Maddy on the head. "How are you feeling," Emily asked as she sat down.
Maddy shrugged her shoulders. "I have had a tube pushed all the way down my gullet so my stomach could get pumped and then another tube down my windpipe to keep my breathing. I can't say I feel too good."
"Yeah, but you were the one who swallowed half a glass of sleeping pills."
"And cut my wrist so I almost bled to death," Maddy said with a smile.
"I don't find this particularly funny," Emily said seriously.
Maddy looked down and pulled her legs to her chest. "Sorry."
Hotch got up, put a hand on Maddy's shoulder and squeezed it. She looked up at him when he said, "I better go now. You two should talk." He paused. "Do you have some keys or are your parents at home?"
Maddy shook her head. "They are probably still at work. Now when I decided to wake up, they had to leave work." She bit her lip. "My keys are in the bag."
Emily leaned down and got the bag up from the floor. She took out the keys and handed them to him. Hotch took the keys and kissed Emily goodbye before leaving.
Emily and Maddy sat in silence for some time, but then Emily asked, "Why did Aaron need your keys?"
"I gave him permission to read my dairies. He wanted to know that happened the night Maggie died."
"The burglary?"
"That was not what really happened," Maddy said with a sighed and then quickly told her who killed Maggie and why.
"Why didn't you talk me this?" Emily asked moving closer to the bed.
"I never told anyone! They made me lie and now I have to struggle to even remember what really happened, because I have told the lie so many times that it feels more real than the truth." Maddy sniffled and tears started to run down her cheeks. "I was eleven years old."
Emily pulled her into a tight hug and then she placed her hands on her cheeks and moved back. She wiped the tears off Maddy's cheeks and looked into her eyes. "Will you tell me what happened?"
Maddy nodded and Emily crawled into bed and held her as she started telling what happened.
"My scar reminds me what my past is real."
For her tenth birthday Maddy had gotten a king sized bed and every since then had Maggie spent about five nights a week on the other side of Maddy. At first Maddy had thought it was cosy to have Maggie sleeping in her room, but as time went one she had started to find it annoying, so when she woke up in the middle of the night to find Maggie's side of the bed empty Maddy smiled. But then she saw that the bedroom door was half open and that the light was on in the hall which meant that Maggie had probably just gone to the bathroom.
Maddy rolled on to her side and waited for Maggie to come back, but when she had not returned after ten minutes, Maddy got worried. She could not understand why Maggie had not come back yet, so she crawled out of bed and walked out of her room.
"Maggie?" she whispered so her parents would not wake up as she opened the bathroom door. But Maggie was not there, so Maddy walked down the stairs to the front hall and saw that the light was on in the kitchen. "Maggie?" she asked. Once again she did not get a reply and the room looked empty, but as Maddy walked further into the kitchen she saw something that made her heart skip a beat. On the other side of the kitchen counter laid Maggie. The front of her nightgown was clover in blood and she was not moving.
"No, no, no. NO!" Maddy knelt down by her side and shook her shoulders violently, wanting her to wake up. "Come on, Maggie, wake up!" Maddy begged with tears running down her cheeks, but Maggie just looked up at her with dead eyes.
Maddy sobbed as she got up from the floor and quickly ran out of the kitchen, but then out of nowhere someone grabbed her left arm and pushed her to the floor. Maddy landed flat on her back and gasped as she felt her breath leave her body. She did not even have time to understand what was going on before a man straddled her waist and cover her mouth with his left hand. Maddy twisted her body under his and kicked with her legs and arms, when he slowly pulled up her oversized t-shirt.
"Stop moving or this is going to hurt much worse."
Maddy immediately stopped moving and her eyes widened in fear. No, this cannot be happing. This kind of thing only happens if you go somewhere with a stranger. It doesn't happen in your own hom, Maddy thought remembering all the awful things she had been taught that could happen to you if walked off with a stranger – rape. Maddy was eleven years old and knew about rape. She had known about it for a long time. With all the parties she went to with her parents and all the different adults that came in and out of her life, Maddy had been taught at a very young age what kinds of behavior was acceptable for an adult to use around her – and she knew that what this man was doing was not all right, not at all.
Maddy closed her eyes and waited for his hand to move down her body, but it never did. Instead he leant forward and whispered in her ear, "Your father ruined my life, so now I'm going to ruined his." He pulled out an already blood stained knife – Maggie's blood.
Maddy's eyes snapped open when he dragged the knife across her stomach. She screamed under his hand, but no sound filled the room. He lifted his hand and was about to jab the knife into her chest, but Maddy bit the hand covering her mouth and screamed out loud hoping her parents would wake up. The man furiously leant over her raised his body just enough off her waist so Maddy was able to get one leg free from under him. She kicked him in the groin and twisted away from him. She quickly ran up the stairs as she heard him moaned in pain.
"Can you forgive me again?
You are my one true friend,
And I'm screaming inside that I'm sorry."
Emily stroked Maddy's cheek and kissed her forehead.
"I hid in the closet for a long time and when my dad started calling my name and I didn't answered he kicked in the door and found me sitting in the corner unconscious. The cut on my stomach was deep and I had lost a lot of blood." Maddy sighed. "That was the first time I woke up in a hospital bed alone. Maggie was death and I was forgotten."
"I'm sorry, but I'm really glad you told me."
Maddy nodded. "But I feel like it's my fault that Maggie was killed."
"Why?"
"I was glad she wasn't there and because I didn't go look for her right away."
"Maddy, you couldn't have known something like that would happen."
"I know, but I still feel like it was my fault."
"Can I tell you something," Emily asked.
"Of course you can, Emmy."
"I thought it was my fault what happened to you this weekend."
"Why would you think that? You weren't even there," Maddy said confused.
Emily smiled. "That's way I felt it was my fault. If I had been with you, then it wouldn't have happened. I should have been there for you, I should have helped you."
Maddy sighed. "There was nothing you could have done for me, like there was nothing I could have done for Maggie."
"Precisely."
"I'm sorry, Emmy. I'm sorry I cost you so much hurt," Maddy said and sniffled.
"Yeah we both need to work on that." Emily held her tighter and whispered in her ear, "But now I think you should get some sleep."
