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Louis sighed. He was hoping that she'd forget she hadn't actually said it. It wasn't as if it was an outright lie; he'd seen it in her eyes. "You meant it. Just before we almost kissed, I knew that you trusted me."
“I told you not to mention that again,” muttered Emma, looking away.
Louis gently pushed her chin around until she was facing him again. "You haven't denied it. You trusted me then. Why not now?"
Emma gently pushed his hand away and walked too the nurse's door. SHe knocked on it and the door slammed open, sending her reeling back. "Oh, it's you, Black." a cruel voice sneered. Emma shook her head vurtly. "No me. Him."
Louis limped into view and peered into the nurse's office. "I'm sorry to bother you," he said politely, aiming to stay on her good side.
The nurse pursed her lips, but nodded. "Come on in." She glared at Emma, who began to retreat.
Louis went in, pulling Emma after him. The nurse was scary enough without her to back up his version of events.
Emma tried to struggle against him and the nurse squaked in protest. "She can't come! She probably was the one who beat you up." The nurse slapped Emma and pushed her out the door.
"No, miss. She's hurt too." Louis rushed to defend her.
"I don't care! She's the only one in the whole place who deserves it!"
Louis scowled and backed out of the door. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I want to be treated by someone who so clearly can't see someone being abused when it's right under their nose."
The nurse rolled her eyes. "Emma Black? Abused? You obviously haven't been around." She hit a button on a remote at her waist and some big burly guys hsowed up. "Alright, Black. Solitary." Emma tried to run, but they grabbed her.
"You think she's been doing all this to herself then?" Louis spat. "She's been beaten up, r.aped, verbally and physically abused by people who should look after her, and that's just the things I know about."
"Oh h.o! So now, she's been lying to you too?" They shook their heads in disgust and the nurse pushed him back onto a cot. Emma looked at him briefly, and then turned away.
"She hasn't told me anything!" Louis struggled to get up. "I saw it with my own eyes."
The nurse sighed and shook her head. “Now, now. You’re probably delirious, poor boy. You’d all better take that little Emma away.” They obeyed.
"No, ma'am, I'm pretty sure I'm not," Louis hissed. "I can still see that you're a cow for instance."
She rolled her eyes and pushed him back on the bed. She began treating his wounds.
Louis scowled up at the ceiling, waiting until he could leave. He didn't care what she wanted anymore, as soon as he could he was going to get Emma out of this place.
Emma was thrown into a blank white room and the door was slammed shut. She heard the lock click and sank to the ground. She began humming, 'I Dreamed A Dream' from Les Miserables.