Two days after Emma's amazing date with Will, she finds herself alone in her house. Will was at work due to Figgins' demands. Being alone gave you a time to think. For Emma's case, she thought about her past. Will being with her was a distraction from everything that has happened. But, he's not here. Emma tried to think of something else but found that she couldn't. Her mind was remembering all the events that took place, starting from the car accident all the way to Ken's house. She sat down on her bed trying to ignore all the pain. Warm tears cascaded down her face. Emma was angry and hurt. Then, she couldn't hold it any longer. Emma started screaming and yelling.

"You son of a bitch!" Emma cried. What she remembers the most was Ken's aggressive handle of her and his nightly rape. Emma threw everything in plain sight like the phone. She shattered mirrors and kicked the walls. She kept punching the walls around her house and her fist was throbbing. Blood started to appear but she didn't feel anything. She looked at the broken mirror in front of her. Emma knew that she was a broken woman who just tried to hide it inside, hoping that it will go away. She knew though that it was not going to happen. She needed to see someone and talk to it about someone. She wasn't ready for that yet though. She didn't know if she would ever be ready. She couldn't do anything about it really. So she did what she had always done when she was at Ken's house. She grabbed her razor and slashed her wrist until she felt content. She did feel better, but not enough. Emma grabbed a towel and wiped all the blood of. Some of the bruises and cuts from Ken faded, but can still be vividly seen.

Will was in school and couldn't concentrate whatsoever. He kept thinking of Emma and how she must be doing right now. Even his students noticed that something was happening. Will couldn't teach properly because he kept getting distracted. He kept messing up the differences between ser and estar and his students kept correcting him. So, he issued a study hall time so he wouldn't have to do anything. He wanted to call her but it would be inappropriate to do so during class. He would have to wait to do it during lunch or after school. Will wanted to get home early but he had glee practice and they haven't had a proper practice in the past two weeks and Regionals was coming soon. He knew that he had to do it. Being with Emma the last week has been blissfully amazing but something didn't feel right. He had this awkward feeling in his gut that something was not right. He pondered over it for a minute and decided to shake it out, laughing at himself for thinking like that. He already had lots of stress from work and glee club. Will looked at the stack of papers on the table. 'Damn he had a lot of papers to grade,' he thought. That could always keep his mind off of things and decided to start grading it. Just then, the bell rang telling everybody that it was lunch time. He grabbed his paper bag and locked his room. He made his way to the teachers' lounge. When he entered, the room became dead silent. He realized that he hadn't been here the past week and everyone knew why. It was in the news and everyone knew what happened to Emma Pillsbury and where Will has been. Will cleared his throat and tried to spot a table. He looked around and spotted an empty table. It was the table that he and Emma always sat on and he sat on his usual chair. He opened the bag and pulled out the contents of the bag. He spotted a note that was in his lunch.

I'll miss you! Hope you have a great day. Love, Emma

Will smiled when he saw this. He started eating his peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a big grin on his face. Occasionally, he would look down on the note increasing his smile even more. He looked around and noticed that everyone kept looking at him. When they realized that he was looking at them, they turned their heads quickly, trying to pretend that they were minding their own business. Will went back to eating his lunch but couldn't take it any longer. He could feel the glare from all of his co-workers. He put all of his food back to the bag and headed out. Once he left, the lounge became very loud again and he swore he could hear his name and Emma's being said. He stepped out of the school and pulled out his phone. He called her and it immediately went to voicemail. He called again and it went to voicemail. The school bell rang warning that it was time to go back to class. He cleared his thoughts and decided that there wasn't anything wrong. She must not have plugged the phone. Will entered the school again and headed to class.

Emma looked around the house. It was a complete mess. Before the incident, she would have panicked and started to clean everything up, but right now, that was in the back of her mind. She didn't care. She kept feeling Ken's hands on her and she just wanted it gone. She kept punching the wall again and she screamed in pain. She felt her wrist. When she moved, it just made her want to scream in pain even more. She must have broken it. She changed out of her clothes and put on new ones. She re-applied new make-up, thankful that she only injured her left hand but not her right. She exited the house and went to the doctor to get a cast.

Will was thankful that the bell had rung marking that it was the end of school. He only had glee club practice before he can go home to Emma. He grabbed his stuff from his room and headed to glee club practice. When he entered, there was a big banner that said, WELCOME BACK, MR. SCHUE!" Just then, all the glee clubbers yelled out, "SURPRISE!" He looked at them with shocked faces.

"Thanks guys. You know I was only gone for a couple of weeks! But I'm grateful." Will beamed.

"No problem Mr. Schue. We just missed you." Kurt said.

"Well we did indeed miss you. But now we need to practice. For the time being that you were gone, I have been researching songs that will go great with the rest of the pieces. I think that you will be pleased with the choices that I have chosen as it reflects on our journey together through the difficulties that we faced while still using classical artists such as the legendary Barbara Streisand and Judy Garland." Rachel rambled while the rest of the glee club groaned.

"Well Rachel. Looks like you have been researching pretty hard. I'll look at the set list later but for now, I just want to know what you have been doing the past couple of weeks while I was gone."

The whole conversation of what the glee club did took the whole class time and Will was grateful that no one mentioned about Emma's condition at all. He looked at his watch and told of his students that it was time to go and he'll be seeing them tomorrow. Rachel walked up to him and handed him stack of papers regarding the set list she has researched. Will faked a smile and Rachel walked away. Will locked the room and ran to his car eager to return to Emma. Mostly he was worried. When he came to her house, he noticed that her car was gone. 'Where did she go, I wonder?' He got out of the car and entered her house. He looked inside and was shocked by the mess. The house was a mess and the walls were dented and paint was chipped. On one part of the wall, there were some blood stains. Will started to panic. There were glass on the floor and he had to be careful where he stepped. Will pulled out his phone to call the police, when he heard the door slam. He hurriedly walked to the door where he spotted Emma staring at the wall.

"EMMA!" Will shouted. "Hey, where have you been?"

Emma held up her left hand showing him a cast.

"My god! What happened?"

"It's nothing. Look I have to clean this room up."

"Em..."

"Look we'll talk later. I just have to clean everything up. It's a mess." Emma walked past him and grabbed a broom and started to sweep everything up. Will wanted to press the issue more but she was cleaning and decided to talk to her about it later. He entered the bathroom when he saw a razor. He picked it up and looked at it. It was covered in blood. 'No she couldn't have. Not my Emma.' he thought. Against his better judgment, he walked out of the room where he spotted Emma mindlessly picking up the glass on the floor.

"Emma?"

Emma looked up at Will. Will held up the razor and Emma just stared at it in shock. She was caught.

So since there was a lot of Wemma fluff from last time, I had to add a little bit of drama. I mean Emma has been in a traumatic experience and it's natural for her to have all these bottled anger inside of her. So please review! I would love to hear you comments.