Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 94

Chapter 97

1 woke up sometime later when I felt the couch shift under me. Jake was sitting by my head, and when he saw my eyes were open, he ran a hand through my hair.

"It's all right, sweetheart. We are in the air and should be landing in about an hour." Why don't you try to go h back to sleep?"

I mumbled my agreement, but wanting to be closer to jake, I sat up and climbed into his lap, reaching behind me to pull the blanket back over me. Jake chuckled at my groggy movements and settled me into a more comfortable position on his lap before covering me back up. Thank you, Jakey. Love you," I mumbled into his shoulder before falling asleep again.

I awoke for the second time when I felt jake moving. Lifting my head from his shoulder, I looked around. Everyone else was standing and gathering their things. I was so confused. Did I sleep through the entire fight? I looked up at lake, and he nodded, having read the confusion on my face.

"Yes, sweetheart, you slept through the entire fight. Can you walk, or would you like me to carry you to the car?" It was too many questions for tired brain, so I laid my head back on Jake's shoulder. He chuckled, kissed my forehead, and then stood and descended the stairs.

stand up now," Mike said, setting me down and holding onto my waist until he was sure I was steady. I blinked up at him, trying to clear the last remnants of sleep from my brain. Jake held his hand and helped me into the back of the car. Mike climbing in after me. Once everyone was settled and with Jamle behind the wheel, we headed

house abready, Jake said as we crept along. There was an accident on the freeway, and our forty-five-minute drive home

around and head back there

this time," Patrick leaned forward from the

just a

my stomach let out a loud growl. I blushed as everyone turned to look at me. I could tell my face was beet red.

placed the order as we climbed out of the car. I stopped looking up

feel, baby girl; I promise

good to me, I told him as we went up the stairs and

with Patrick, they both left. We each grabbed our bag and returned to the guy's side of the house. I dropped my bag on the floor of my room, not wanting to unpack right now, and returned to the living room with my book. I flopped into the corner of the

the pizza was here, and he was going downstairs to get it. I put my book down, and went to get plates and drinks out. By the time Drew came back upstairs with the boxes of pizza, the others had emerged from their rooms, and we

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