Bobbie was shaking, tears were rolling down her face, she was sweating and kicking around her. Emily quickly turned on the light, sat on Bobbie's bed and tried to wake her up, when the girl didn't react, Emily started shaking her slightly and raised her voice.

Bobbie opened her eyes and started panicking- for a moment she didn't know where she was or who was next to her, she started hitting Emily and tried to get out of the bed, but she felt a hand pushing her down again, which scared her even more.

"Bobbie, come on, calm down! It was just a nightmare." Emily said firmly but gentle and grabbed Bobbie's wrists, to stop her from trying to punch her.

Bobbie stopped fighting Emily and quit crying.

"Sorry that I woke you up." She whispered defeated and laid back again, pulling her blanket up to her chin.

"That's no problem, you can't control that." Emily said concerned.

Bobbie had closed her eyes again, pretending to fall asleep, but Emily didn't make any attempts to leave the room.

"What was your dream about?" she asked

"Nothing, it was stupid" Bobbie said shortly

"No it's not Bobbie and this won't work."

"What won't work?" she asked and sat up again

"You can't just move on and forget about this."

"I am fine." Bobbie said to her knees and crossed her arms. It was more like she was telling it herself, rather than talking to Emily

"No you're not and it won't get better if you don't talk to me. Let me help you."

"I already did talk to you." She said defiantly

"Not really" Emily said "You just answered my questions, but you didn't tell me any details or talked about your feelings"

"Well what do you wanna know?" she asked upset and started pacing around in the room

"Whatever you want to tell me, we don't need to talk about the abuse yet, I you aren't ready for it, but we have to start somewhere." Emily tried to encourage her

Bobbie gave up.

"I don't know where to start" she mumbled

"How did you end up in the foster care system in the first place?" Emily asked carefully

"My parents died in a car crash when I was really young."

"I am sorry."

"It's fine, I can't really remember them anymore. After they died me and my sister stayed in a few families together but we haven't seen each other in years. She's an adult now, so she doesn't live in foster families anymore and I have no idea what she's up to."

"Why don't you visit her?" Emily questioned confused

"Um, I don't know… I try to call her from time to time, but she never really wants to talk to me, we're both kind of doing our own thing…"

There was an awkward silence, so Emily decided to change the subject, before Bobbie would get too uncomfortable.

"Why did you switch families so often?"

"Different reasons I guess, most people only want babies or toddlers, so they don't wanna keep the older kids for too long or they just keep us because of the money they are getting. I kind of got sick of it all after a while. Most of the families had a lot of foster kids to look after, so it was always loud and stressful, you know. So I just started to not come home in the afternoon and stay away until the evening, but some families were bad…." She made a pause "So I just started staying out during the night as well."

"And nobody reported you missing?" the look of unbelief on Emily's face was obvious

"Well sometimes yes, but like I already said, most families had a lot of kids so they didn't really notice- or care. Also after a while my social workers got tired of alarming the police every time I ran away, they knew that I would come back, so they got kind of used to it."

"You're still a kid" Emily couldn't believe how irresponsible Bobbie's social workers had been

"Who cares" Bobbie said indifferently "It was safer outside most of the time."

Emily wanted to ask her why she felt safer running around in the city all by herself in the middle of the night, even though she already knew the answer, but she had promised Bobbie not to force her to talk about it, so she decided to avoid the question for now, still, Emily wasn't ready to change the subject completely.

"Why did you never tell anyone?"

Bobbie knew right away what Emily was talking about.

"I don't know" Bobbie was struggling now. She had always asked herself the same question countless times and she knew why… she had been too ashamed to talk about… too weak

"Can we go to bed now? "Bobbie asked, she had said way too much already

"Sure" Emily said and decided to let go for the night

Thank you all so much for following the story and for all the nice reviews, I really appreciate it:) Also this is my first fanfiction and english is not my first language, so I am sorry if I make some mistakes ;)