It was 10:00 AM when Emma decided to actually get out of bed for the day. She had already made a few trips to the bathroom to throw up, she attributed it to her nausea from the stress of the last few weeks. She knew she had to reach out to someone and get help, but who? She was for sure not telling her mother or Snake if she could help it. The idea of having to have to have that discussion caused her to worry which again caused her stomach to be come upset.

She took out her phone scrolling through the names of everyone trying to find someone that she could confide in. Manny? No, she loved her best friend but this wasn't something she wanted getting out. Toby? No. Liberty? No. J.T.? No. Darcy? No. She was about to give up when one person came to mind. This was her best option she just hopes she was willing to listen. She slowly dialed the number, listening as the phone rang before finally she got an answer.

"Hello?" the voice on the other line replied.

"Paige! Hi. It's...it's Emma. Are you...are you busy?"

"Actually on my way to spirit squad practice. What's up?"

"I...something...There's something that happens and I need advice on what to do. If you're free later could we talk?"

"Sounds serious is everything okay?"

"I honestly don't know anymore." She said as her voice was beginning to crack.

"Okay I'll be by later after practice."

"I appreciate it. See you then."

Her parents were going to be at her grandparents all weekend but if they'd be okay with Manny being over they would theoretically be okay with Paige being over. Still she thought she'd try and clean up if she was having someone over. She was finally going to tell another soul what happened to her that day, this sent her already on edge stomach over the edge as she went running for the bathroom. "This is getting old." She thought to herself but hopefully if she gets it out of her system and tells someone it'll stop.

Around six there was a knock on the door as Paige let herself in. Emma was still nervous. She had to tell someone but was also dreading the idea of someone else knowing about "the incident".

"Hey sorry I'm late, after practice we went to the dot and kinda lost track of time ."

Ten minutes later they are both setting in the couch while Emma made small talk. "As fun as this is you said you needed to talk to someone?"

"Oh right..." she said her level of energy plummeting.

"Somethings really upsetting you isn't it?"

"...do you remember when I told you how after the show Rick tried to kiss me?"

Paige just nods.

"That wasn't all he did."

Paige is still listening but now more intently. As Emma explained to her what happened her voice began cracking up.

"After I told him I only felt sorry for him...he grabbed me...he forced me into my bathroom stall...and then he...he..."

Paige knew where this was going. Before Emma continued she moved closer to her and pulled her into a hug. Emma leaned her head in Paige's shoulder. She began silently crying. Paige could feel the tears on her shoulder.

"Shhh...it's going to be okay. I promise you."

"I didn't know who else to talk to."

"It's okay, you're going to get through this. Everything is going to be okay." She said as she stroked her head trying to comfort her.

"My parents won't be back until tomorrow and I really don't want to be alone tonight."

"I'll stay as long as you want."

The two of them hung out the rest of the day at Emma's. They streamed movies and did each other's nails. They eventually crashed around midnight, sharing Emma's bed. At around 1 AM Emma was again jolted awake by her reoccurring nightmare. Not only was she awake but she felt ok her stomach the familiar nauseated feeling rushing to the bathroom. "It's okay, I talked it out, this should be clearing up soon." She told herself. She climbed back into bed being careful not to wake Paige.