The troubled Olsen

Chapter 12

TW MENTION OF SA

Y/N's POV

We're sitting on the couch. It's a little tight because I'm laying on Lizzie's lap, but we're fitting. "Y/N, could you tell mom what happened? I'll help you if you need me to," I hear Lizzie say. Right telling mom everything. "Uhm..., so good or bad news first mom?" I ask. "Start with the bad news please," she says.

Great, now it's all up to me. I'm not sure if I'm ready to tell mom, I'm always the problem. "So uhm, the night I got uh..., I got uh raped, I never got my period since then. My therapist reassured me the first time it was just the stress of everything. Well it was not. I missed my period again this month and I started to worry. I took a pregnancy test this morning... it came back positive," I say while crying uncontrollably, mom looks so scared and doesn't say anything.

I hide my face into Lizzie's lap. "Mom, could you please say something, you are freaking her out," I hear Lizzie say, but all I can do is cry. Lizzie continues to stroke my head and makes shushing sounds to calm me down. It's working a little but not too much. "Y/N I'm so sorry you have to go through this. Do you..., what do you want to do?" She asks me, totally overwhelmed by the news she just heard.

"I don't know what I want to do mom, I don't... I don't wanna lose another baby," I say crying, but I stop crying immediately after I realise what I said. "What do you mean? Another baby?" She asks confused and she looks angry at Liz and me. "Okay mom this isn't fair. She never told anyone for a reason. You don't get to look at her angry, throw all your anger on me. But you need to keep her out of this for now," Lizzie says while keeping me close to her.

"Well young lady, you've got a lot of explaining to do here," mom says ignoring what Liz just said. "I got pregnant when I was 19 okay, when I came home, totally beaten up, I miscarried that morning. I was 4 months pregnant. I was terrified because I was 19 mom!" I shout at her, ready to attack. "Liz let me go, you need to let me go!" I shout as I feel a wave of nauseous wss hitting me. I run towards the bathroom when te doorbell rings. Crap Scar is back too.

I wanted to open the door but knew I would never make it without throwing up so I just let someone else do it. I hear Lizzie came after me, threw the door open and came to me to keep my hair up. "Oh poor thing," Liz says she while I keep throwing up. "What's happening, I didn't even get a hi, Scarlett," Scarlett says confused. "Oh Y/N I'm sorry, I didn't notice. I didn't mean to sound so rude," she immediately said. "It's okay, she's not really capable of speaking right now, because you can see her throwing up real bad. Could you get her a glass of water please Scarlett?" Lizzie answers for me. "Yes of course, I'll give the groceries to your mom too," she says as she walks off.

"Y/N? How long have you been throwing up for?" Lizzie asks. "Uhm 3 maybe 4 weeks but not every day and not as bad as now," I get out before I start again. "Oh sweetie, why didn't you tell me?" Lizzie asks, she started rubbing my back too, it makes me feel a little better. Scarlett finally came back with a glass of water. "Sorry, your mom was really upset dear. She's cooking now, I just wanted to check on you," she says.

After the glass of water I finally felt a little better. "Liz, I need another therapist, dr. Wyatt isn't the right match for me. I still feel really bad and I need someone who can help me Liz," I say with tears in my eyes. "Okay, we can manage that. But is it okay if we do that tomorrow sweetie?" Lizzie asks me, I nod yes. It's not that important that it needs to be done today, but it needs to happen fast.

"Can we get back to the living room please, I'm really cold and uncomfortable here. I just want to lay on the couch please," I ask like I'm a little child. I threw up so bad that I can't even get myself up anymore. "Liz, Scar, I need help, I can't get up. I'm too weak," I say crying out of embarrassment. "It's okay, we got you Y/N, we got you," Scarlett whispers. They lift me up, but Liz is shaken up too, so Scarlett decided to lift me up bridal style and lay me on the couch.

"Thank you," I whisper before I fall asleep.

Scarlett's POV

I feel so sorry for Y/N, but I am a little worried about her weight. I know I can lift her up easily, but this was way too easy. I'm glad she fell asleep immediately, she seems like she needed it. "Lizzie, do you know her weight?" I ask concerned. "I'm not sure, probably 55 kilo. Why?" Lizzie asks me. "Not sure, she barely weighted anything. I'm just concerned," I answer.

I don't want to worry Lizzie too much but I'm afraid this pregnancy can get Y/N mentally in a really bad place. "Girls, dinner's ready," miss Olsen shouts. "I'll wake Y/N Liz, go help your mom," I say. "Y/N could you please wake up. Dinner is ready and you have to eat after what you just threw up," I say while waking her up. "No I don't want to wake up Liz. Let me sleep please," she says. "Y/N, it's Scarlett and you have to eat. Not just for you, for your baby too," I say forcing her to get up. "Good, now come on and get you some food. I'll help you to get to the table," I say, she gives up the fight. She probably realise I'm not giving up.