Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Shattered Girl Chapter 7

*Hey sweet girl, it's ok, there is nothing to be embarrassed about, nothing will happen unless you want it to. None of us will ever touch ye without your consent." He pulled back looking me in the eyes. "I promise." he said again, more forcefully this time. I nodded my head and took a step back so I could see him better. "No one has ever wanted to help me, or even cared about me, it's so overwhelming." I was sobbing, crying so hard it was making my ribs hurt. Jake carefully picked me up and walked over to the bathroom counter, setting me down on top of it, he nudged my legs apart, stepping in between them and wrapping his arms around me, careful of my ribs, and broken arm. "Look at me Em," Jake insisted, waiting patiently for me to follow his instructions. When I did finally meet his eyes, he smiled at me "Good girl" he whispered. My core clenching at his words.

I tried to look away embarrassed about being turned on by my stepbrother.

"Hey none of that," Jake cupped my chin holding my head in place so I was forced to keep eye contact with him." You have four men now, who are going to do everything they can to help you and care for you. I know you only just met Josh, and haven't met Andrew or Michael yet but I can guarantee they will all feel the same way." "Ok" I whisper still looking him in the eyes. He leans down and kisses my forehead, then my cheek. Taking a small step back he wipes the tears from my cheeks.

"So, how about this? I can fill up the sink, and grab soap, and a washcloth, between the two of us I think we can get you cleaned up pretty well. The other option is we get in the shower both dressed as we are, and I can help you wash your hair, and anything else you're comfortable with." "Let's go with option one." I was exhausted from the day and just wanted to be cleaner than I was and take a nap. Jake ran his thumb along my cheek before turning to look for soap and a washcloth. He quickly returned, turning on the water in the sink, and adjusting it to a nice warm temperature. "Does this feel ok baby?" He asked as he soaked the washcloth, added some soap, and gently began washing my face, and neck.

"It feels good, there's no pain," I whispered. Jake continued to run the washcloth gently over my exposed skin, carefully avoiding the numerous bruises and cuts my father had left on me. I froze when he nudged my legs apart again and began running the warm cloth up my inner leg. "You ok Em?" Jake asked, stopping his upward movement when he felt me freeze. "I can stop if you're uncomfortable, we can always wash your legs later." He was so sweet and gentle, and I didn't want him to stop. +10%

at him, I began reciting multiplication facts in my he body would take the hint and turn down the heat that was shooting through my core. I didnt know what I would do if he n damp my panties were getting, besides die of

the bed, having changed into basketball shorts and a t-shirt. Remote in hand he was flipping through the channels on a flat-screen TV mounted on the wall across from my bed. When he saw us He froze a big grin spread across his face. Theres my baby girl, I have been waiting for you, I'm so bored." He whined," Come sit with

of you and keep you safe. He gave

to me with a somber look on his face. "Ok, Em I have a very serious question for you." He looked

Chapter 7

I asked nervously, playing with the edge of

Jake groaned and set down sandwiching me between himself and his twin, who was not so patiently waiting

of movies lately. I don't remember the last one I saw." Josh and Jake

going to fix that right now." Josh insisted. With a few clicks of the remote, he pulled up a list of movies and began scrolling through them. The boys began arguing about the best movie to start with until I jumped in and picked