Shattered Girl (Emmy)

I was still grumbling to myself when Jake pulled into the gauge. I unbuckled myself and waited for Josh to open the door for me. When he did, I slid out of the back seat, snatched the bug of library books from him, and stomped into the house. Patrick was in the kitchen taking drinks out of the fridge when I entered, and alter setting my bag of books down, I hugged him from behind.

“Patrick, the twins are being mean to me,” I wined.

Turning around, Patrick set down the drinks he had been holding and returned my bug. “What’s wrong now, kive?” He asked. “Why are the twins being Incan?”

“We are not being mean, Josh called from the other room. She was a brat, so I engaged the child locks in the back seat so she couldn’t escape.”

“Josh said he was going to return the books I just got, and Jake didn’t do anything to stop him, so they were being mean.” I looked up at Patrick with the biggest, saddest eyes I could manage without breaking into laughter, Patrick smiled down at me before kissing the top of my head and disentangling my arms from around him.

*If you don’t want to be locked in the backsent, then don’t be a brat, Patrick grinned as he slapped my ass.

“Not you

you, too,” I groaned. “No one is taking my side.” I huffed, picked up my bag of books, and stomped down the hall to my room.

I had just finished putting my books away when I sensed a presence behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw Josh standing behind me,

“Are you done being a brat, baby girl, or do we still need to talk?” he asked, crossing his arms over his broad chest.

Seeing his serious expression, I decided I had pushed his buttons enough for today, so smiling sweetly up at him, I promised I would be good for the rest of the evening.

“Just the rest of the evening?” he laughed before reaching down and helping me up from where I had been sitting in front of my bookcase. Resting his hands on my hips, he guided me closer to him so he could lean down and kiss me. I returned the kiss, standing on my tiptoes so I could wrap my arms. around his neck. I groaned as he slid an arm under me and picked me up, causing me to slide across his rapidly hardening dick. I wrapped my legs around his waist so I could grind my clit against him, causing fosh to let out his own groan. We continued kissing as he backed up so he could sit on my bed; before we got any farther, though, Mike was calling down the hallway that dinner was here, and we both groaned.

Josh reluctantly slid me off his lap

if his lap before standing up and taking my

ng my hand. “Later, baby, I promise.” He kissed my lips before leading me out of the

“Here, sweetheart, Jake said, handing me a pizza and soda plate. “Am I forgiven?” He teased.

“You wouldn’t have let Josh return my book, would you? I asked him seriously.

“Never, sweetheart, I swear,” Jake promised.

“OK, you are forgiven,” I tell him, giving him a quick kiss before bringing my plate to the table.

After we finished eating and cleaned up the mess, the guys decided they wanted to play video games, so I went to get one of my books and cuddled between Drew and Mike to read. I looked up occasionally to giecle at the guy’s antics as they tried to one–up each other in their game. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

After about an hour, I started not to feel well, and when a sharp cramp shot across my lower abdomen, I groaned. Drew and Mike looked down at me as I shifted uncomfortably between them.

“Are you OK, Drew asked, leaning over to brush some hair from my face.

“Yeah, I must be close to starting my period. I just started cramping.” I groaned.

“Do you want to go lay down, honey?” Mike asked, moving down the couch so I had more room.

“No, I just want to stay here,” 1 told him.” Can I lay on your lap?” I asked Mike.

“Of course, you can, honey, come here,” Mike said, picking up a throw pillow tossed on the floor and reaching behind him for a blanket. Once I was settled with my head on his lap, the sharp pain eased a little, but when Mike began running his fingers through my hair, I had to fight to stay awake.

I must have lost the fight because Drew was leaning over me with a worried look the next thing I knew. “Hey, sweet girl, how are you feeling? You were

whimpering in your sleep. Are you still not feeling well?”

move, it gets worse.”

“I dont know, I mumbled. The pain was still there, but it was not as bad when I was lying still. Just when I move,

“OK, I’m OK with getting you some painkillers and something to drink, OK?” Drokay said, disappearing down the hallway before I could respond.

Drew returned with the pills, some water, and a heating pad. Mike helped me sit up, and I took the medicine before lying back down and holding the heating pad in place. I didn’t know if it was the medicine or the heating pad, but I could relax and even fall back as

I was pulled from sleep suddenly when the sharp pain stabbed across my right side again. When I cried out, Jake appeared in front of me, hair going in several different directions and a worried look on his face. When he reached out to touch me, I cried out again, and Jake disappeared, only to be replaced by Josh.

“What hurts baby girl,” he asked gently, brushing damp hair from my face and frowning

“I don’t know, my stomach.” I whimpered.

“It’s OK. Jake went to get Drew, Josh said as I opened the door.

Moments later, Drew was sitting on the bed next to me. I gasped as the movement jolted me, and Drew’s face grew more concerned.

“Em honey, I need to roll you over,” rew said, keeping his voice gentle.

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“No, it hurts too much, I cried as he moved me.

“I know, and I’m so sorry, baby, but I need to see you to figure out what’s happening.

He got me onto my back, and another pair of hands appeared, helping to hold me still. as I fought against the pain.

Running a hand across my face, Drew turned and said something quietly to one of the other guys before focusing back on me.

“Em, honey, I know you’re in a lot of pain, but I need to touch your stomach; I’m going to be as gentle as I can, but I need you to hold

“Noo,” I cried as Drew gently lifted my shirt and slid his hands under the top of my sleep shorts. Starting on my left side, he began pressing carefully against my lower stomach, stopping every few inches to ask if anything hurt.

When Drew moved his fingers onto my right side, I cried out at his touch and tried to curl away from him. Josh’s face appeared above mine; he must have been the one holding my hands, I thought; just as Drew’s fingers found another very tender spot, Josh called my name to distract me, and I tried to focus on him as Drew finished his exam.

He looked up at Josh and shook his head, and I immediately squeezed Josh’s hand harder.

“What’s going on? What’s wrong w

with me?” 1

I asked, trying to look between them.

Drew took one of my hands before he spoke. “It’s OK sweet girl, I think your apendix has ruptured or is about to. Patrick has already called an ambulance, and they will be here soon.”

My lower lip began to tremble as tears streamed down my face. “Baby girl, we are going to be right here with you. You’re not going to be alone, I promise.” Josh assured me. I nodded but was too scared and in too much pain to say anything.

Drew gently wiped tears from my face before taking one of my hands from Josh’s. Tm going to go with you in the ambulance, and the others will follow in the SUV, Drew explained, just as sirens could be heard in the distance.