A/N: I feel really bad because I think I'm going to let you all down when you find out what the secret is! I hope not. Thank you to AnGeL BaBii, JeffsNo1girlAAF, Alice N. Wonderland and REM4488
It was dark and inside her own head she was screaming, but the words never reached her lips. The kitchen floor was cold and no matter how hard she pressed against her stomach, the blood kept coming. Soaking through her clothes and dripping onto the floor.
"Shawn?" she whimpered.
He laughed at something on the television.
"Shawn?"
"What?"
"Shawn, I think...." her voice trembled. God it all hurt. "I think I need to go, to the hospital."
"It's nothing."
She moved her arm, it was stained red from blood.
"I'm bleeding."
"Knives will do that to you. It's nothing."
"But Shawn...."
He got up out of his chair and made his way towards her. She could still see blood on his hands. He looked down at her and the mess she was in.
"It's nothing."
A sob of pain escaped from her lips.
"Don't start crying!" he shouted.
She backed up, but there was nowhere else to go. He snatched the knife up, it was still lying a few feet away from her.
"I don't deserve this!" she screamed.
"Do you think she deserved what happened to her? Do you?"
"Shawn, I'm bleeding."
"Shut up or you'll bleed more."
He tossed the knife down onto the worktop and she slumped to the floor. The tiles where cool against her face.
"I'm bleeding." she whispered
It wouldn't stop.
Emma woke up feeling sick and sweating. She stumbled out of bed and towards the window, desperate for fresh air. It was still dark. Mentally she was warning herself to breath, but her mouth wouldn't open to take the breaths. She was crying, she couldn't stop. Then her mouth opened and out came a gasp, followed by loud sobs she couldn't control. Her legs gave way and she sank to the floor, holding onto the window sill for support.
"I'm sorry John." she cried. "I'm so sorry."
The bedroom door rattled with a knock.
"Be quiet!" Helen warned.
"And I'm sorry Halley. I really am."
"Be quiet! I mean it!"
"I want to go home."
"Emma!"
She couldn't go on like this. Not for much longer. But what could she do?