Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

PART 2-CHAPTER 138

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The first thing I noticed was the sound-sharp, relentless beeping. Then, the smell-disinfectant, sterile, like I was trapped in a box of chemicals. My eyes flew open, and all I saw was white-bright, blinding white-

a ceiling I didn't recognize. I tried to sit up, but my body wasn't cooperating. My arms felt like lead, weighed down by something. I was stuck, trapped.

What the hell?

Panic hit me like a freight train. My chest tightened, breaths coming in quick, shallow bursts. Why couldn't I move? What was wrong with me?

"Jessica, relax," a clear and clinical voice snapped into my foggy brain. I blinked, and there was a woman leaning over me in scrubs. She looked too calm, as if none of this was as messed up as it felt. "You're in the hospital. Just breathe, okay? Deep breaths." Hospital? Why was I in a hospital?

I tried to say something-anything-but my throat felt like it had been scraped raw with sandpaper. The sound that came out was a pitiful croak.

"Don't try to speak yet. You've been through a lot," she said, pushing me back down when I tried to sit up again. "You've been unconscious for a week."

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Unconscious? A week?

staring at me. A woman with tear-streaked cheeks and a man who looked like he hadn't slept in days. They were right next to my bed, looking at me like they

her mouth like she was about to break down. "Oh my God,

the man said, stepping closer, his voice tight and cracking. "It's Dad. You're

Dad?

I had no idea who these people were or why they were looking at me like they knew everything about me. I was completely blank. "Who-who are you?" I choked out, even though the words scratched painfully

sobbing, and the man looked like someone had

to just know them. "It's Mom

I didn't even know where I

could feel the sweat on my forehead, my breathing getting faster and faster. I

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a hand on my arm, trying to calm me down. "Jessica, take a deep breath, alright? You're safe. But you need

arm from her grasp. "I don't know you! I don't know any of you!" My voice cracked again, but I couldn't stop. My

me!" My

chaos. A deeper one.

and looked a whole lot like the man who said he was

had been through hell. His face was pale, and his eyes were hollow and.... sad? I wanted to stand up and give him a hug, which was really weird because I didn't know him from a bar of

at him for a moment, feeling myself calm down. My heart was no longer hammering in

her. Do you know your name?" she asked, and I opened my mouth to answer,

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