The Five Times Miranda Priestly Cried (Preview)
Title: The Five Times Miranda Priestly Cried (Preview)
Pairing: Andy/Miranda, Miranda/Other, Andy/Emily
Rating: R (for mentions of sexual abuse and incest)
Warning: This story touches briefly on sexual abuse and incest in one of the segments, so if that is a trigger for you or what not, don't read.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: There have been few times in the life of Miranda Priestly where she has cried out of hurt...
A/N: I'm still brainstorming on this story, but I'll hope to have it fully written down soon.
A/N 2: Still coming up with ideas for other stories, so if you wanna throw some prompts out there... be glad to feed the muse. Click the cut below for the teasy goodness.
"Papa, no! Please! No!" Miriam screamed as her father dragged her into his bedroom. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her grandmother was just standing there. Silence. No pleas for peace. Nothing. Nothing at all. This was the woman that swore to protect her, and here she was. Nothing.
"Gevald, bobeshi!" Miriam cried out in Yiddish to her grandmother. Nothing. Once again, nothing. Salty tears covered her face in a mask of madness as a loud sound came. The door had been shut.
Pairing: Andy/Miranda, Miranda/Other, Andy/Emily
Rating: R (for mentions of sexual abuse and incest)
Warning: This story touches briefly on sexual abuse and incest in one of the segments, so if that is a trigger for you or what not, don't read.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: There have been few times in the life of Miranda Priestly where she has cried out of hurt...
A/N: I'm still brainstorming on this story, but I'll hope to have it fully written down soon.
A/N 2: Still coming up with ideas for other stories, so if you wanna throw some prompts out there... be glad to feed the muse. Click the cut below for the teasy goodness.
"Papa, no! Please! No!" Miriam screamed as her father dragged her into his bedroom. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her grandmother was just standing there. Silence. No pleas for peace. Nothing. Nothing at all. This was the woman that swore to protect her, and here she was. Nothing.
"Gevald, bobeshi!" Miriam cried out in Yiddish to her grandmother. Nothing. Once again, nothing. Salty tears covered her face in a mask of madness as a loud sound came. The door had been shut.