Rated: still PG but 13 for some bad language
Disclaimer: On your requests here another chapter. Thank you to all my lovely reviews and keep giving me credit, please. Good or bad!
Sorry, nothing really happened, yet. But hey, I am working at it! This one was inspired by a song. I guess you all know 'Beautiful' by Miss Dirrty Chris Aguilera?
Still don't own them, sob, what makes me really unlucky!
Oh, have I mentioned before that I am German? So blame me for my English! But now Enjoy!
BeautifulWhen the sun is shining through then the clouds won't stay
Brennan's face showed a disappointed look when he turned around to face Emma and Shalimar.
"That was such a chicks-movie! I can't believe we had to watch this crap!"
Jesse nodded in agreement.
"Drew Barrymore was really sweet but the word 'Looser' was written all over her forehead when she returned to Highschool."
"Oh come on." Shalimar laughed out loud. "She went back to undo the Looser image she had at her real time in School."
Emma nodded. "She had a hard time and falling in love with the teacher and the thing on the Baseball field was such a romance!"
"Yes and she deserved it after the way the girls at school treated her. They were such mean bastards!" Shalimar defeated their choice for the movie.
Emma sighed, running her hands through her hair and out of her face.
"And boys and girls at this age can be really cruel if they don't accept you the way you are. I could tell you stories…"
Brennan looked deep in her eyes.
"Bad experiences? Why? Your Mutation?" Pity spoke clear out of his words.
"Well, yes. I always was kind of a loner, especially after my Mutation started to develop more and more. It got better when I worked in the Boutique and learned to use it for my advantage."
Jesse smiled. "That was a long time ago. Forget about it!"
Emma bowed her head. Yes she should forget it. But could she…?
A little later in her room. Soft music played in the Stereo. Usually the song cheered her up, making her feel better but the memories were to strong and wouldn't want to fade. Emma took some deep breath, sitting down on the floor in front of the bed, knees high up to her chin.
The huge mirror with the golden frame stood on the floor, leaning against the wall, letting her see her own reflection close by. Right now it seemed, that it would not only mirror what's in front of it but also show the past.
She saw herself when she was sixteen. Saw the captain of the football team, shovelling her rough against the stonewall. The cheerleaders around him, making fun of her, laughing about her; the clothes she wore, the books she read.
She heard them say this word. The one word she never wanted to hear. Which hurt her more than physical wounds.
"Freak!" The guy had pulled her around and pushed her onto the ground.
"Freak!" Before the teenage-girls had started kicking her. "Freak!" Like a never ending echo. She'd hidden her face in her arms, to shield from the pain.
Sobs escaped her chest; tears streamed down her cheeks. It felt like it was yesterday. She remembered footsteps leaving her alone on the ground; the teacher trying to hush her, putting his hands on her shoulders. She could actually feel them…
"Emma. Hey Emma look at me…"
She sobbed even harder as she recognised the voice.
"Sshh, hush Darling…"
Brennan pulled her in her arms, knees to his chest, her head on his shoulder. Warm hands caressed her back.
"It's ok. That is so far away. Hush…" He pulled her even closer to his broad frame, hugging her tightly, giving her the feeling he'd never let her go.
"No matter what they've done or said to you, it's over. I know you can get insecure sometimes but that won't bring you down."
Emma's shoulders shuddered under her soft cries, getting less with every single word he said.
"Don't let words bring you down…"
He pushed her far enough away so he could look into her eyes. The tears rolled still over her cheeks. Gentle he bend down and kissed them away, then her eyelids, the tip of her nose, her shivering lips.
Emma had to smile through her sadness. The butterflies were flying again… Not only in her stomach but through every vein bringing heat with them. And love…
"You are beautiful no matter what they say!" A smile lit up his face, bringing sparkles to his eyes , showing nothing but love.
"You are beautiful in every single way…!"
Oh, ain't I mean to let it end here? But who said it is over?
You are beautiful no matter what they say
Words won't bring you down
You are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words won't bring you down
Don't you bring me down today...
