Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter

49

I woke up in bed again, completely confused about how I got there. My head was in Josh's lap, and Drew sat on my other side, holding two fingers against my pulse; he was looking at his watch, and I could see his lips moving as he counted. When he was done, Drew

moved my arm back onto the bed and, seeing I was awake, ran a hand across my forehead.

"Hi, angel, welcome back." Drew smiled gently as he moved his finger before my eyes, ensuring they responded correctly. When he was satisfied that I was ok, he sat back. Jake slid my head onto a pillow and moved to see me better.

"What happened, and why did I pass out? I thought my concussion was gone." I started worrying that something was wrong and I would ruin our lake trip.

you're ok," Jake promised, squeezing my hand to get my attention.

"Baby girl, you're

were out for less than five minutes. Your breathing and pulse are perfectly normal."

sick and needed more care than Drew could give you, none of us would ever blame

now?" I asked Drew. He told me it was OK to move around, and getting up, he walked to the end of the bed,

Josh kissed me and then went into the bathroom, bringing out my toiletry

as lush put my brush away. Holding his hand out for me, I slid off the bed, and hand in

I reached up and cupped his face. "I'm sorry for

stand," Let's get going; checkout is in fifteen minutes." Mike said, linking his fingers with mine. There was a flurry of activity around us as the other guys brought out bags; Jamie and Sean were in the hallway with a luggage cart and began loading it up. Mike and I did one final walkthrough, ensuring we didn't leave anything behind. Sean, Patrick, and Jake had already gone down in the elevator. Patrick was checking us out, and Sean and Jake loaded the SUV. When the

go by. I had been to parks in the town before, but nothing compared to the miles of forest passing by us. We stopped in a charming small village for lunch and decided to pick up groceries since

took one cart, Patrick grabbed a second one, and we split up. I picked produce and things to make quick lunches while the others were responsible for meat and snacks.

could see stairs leading down to the water from the back of the house. The house was the same shade of green as the surrounding forest, with a river rock decorating the bottom quarter of the house. The stairs leading to the front door were also made of river rock. We all piled out of the

I begged. The guys all laughed as the look on Jamie's face turned to one of horror at the thought. Jamie,

little hard to run our business from the backwoods of Main; plus, they that's a lot more to deal with than the few inches we get at home," I had to agree with Patrick on

feet of snow during