She gave another faint whimper as his arms wrapped around her and Tracey leaned into him, pressing her eyes shut. "How- how would you know if I'm-" But that was the thing, wasn't it? Now that he'd said it, now that he'd put the idea in her head... something was happening in her mind, in her body, and- and oh Merlin her stomach was churning and now her head was starting to ache. With a pained moan, Tracey bit her lip, curling over into herself slightly as she whimpered, "My head hurts, Theo..." She pressed one hand to her head as a tear trickled down her cheek. Her voice was hoarse, breaking as she murmured, "I never wanted him to hurt me, but he said I had to let him and I- I- Oh Gods it hurts, please..."