Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 3

"Emilia, I'm so glad you are awake," his smile grew impossibly wide, He approached with his hand out, lowering it when he saw my left arm was splinted. "I'm Clint Peters, your stepfather," yep, that's exactly what I was afraid of. he was reaching out to pat my shoulder, but

I flinch away from him, not wanting this strange guy, with the over white smile to touch me.

"Dad, stop it, she doesn't want you touching her when she's hurt" The boy stepped up, grabbing the older man's shoulder and turning him slightly away from me. I gave him a small smile of thanks for his intervention.

"Oh nonsense, she doesn't mind, do you Emilia?" Clint's creepy white smile was plastered back on his face, as he shook his son's hand off his arm.

"Umm, my name's Emmy, not Emilia, and I'm in a lot of pain, so I do mind" While wanting my voice to be strong, it still wobbled with fatigue. The boy, whose name I still didn't know, but guessed was one of my step-brothers, snorted. Clint glared at him, as he turned back toward me. His glare made me flinch, and my stepbrother took another step forwrd, ready to block me from his father.

"Oh, that's right, your mother warned me of this childish nickname you insist on using." He sighed loudly, thinking for a minute he snapped his fingers, and grinned at me." I have an idea, when we are home you can call yourself Emmy, but while out in public you can go by Emilia, it's a much more dignified name for the daughter of a soon-to-be senator."

I stared at Clint, shocked into silence, there was no way this guy was serious, I glanced at my new stepbrother, but he just rolled his eyes and shook his head.

me get ready to leave, and walked

sorry my father is such an asshole, luckly he isn't around much." He smilied at me, as

asked, his face concerned. I studied him for a moment, seeing the genuine look of concern on

I said, happy that there seemed to be at least one person

just walked through a hard glare and then came over to me. holding out his hand to. "Nice to meet you, Jacob, I take it you are

popped up to helpfully remind me I was only related to

of them, I'm so screwed. My inner voice was now doing

for me to wear. After a minute a frown appeared on

not going to find anything worth wearing in there." I said as he gave

something else for you to wear so you don't have to go home in that hospital gown. I think the nurse left these for you

my

ribs, hmmm" Jacob said, pointing

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