Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 120

The sound of someone's phone going off started me awake. It was harely daylight when I cracked an eye open to see Patrick sitting on the side of the bed, texting someone. Less than a minute later, his phone rang. I recognized his dad Conner's ringtone and heard him whispering as he left the bedroom. I rolled over, cuddling against Jake's warm body, and almost fell asleep when Patrick came back into the room and straight to the side of the bed where Josh slept. I could hear them whispering but couldn't understand what they were saying. When Josh reached for his twin, shaking Jake mwake, I sat up, worried, my breath hitching.

"What's wrong?" I said, looking up at my three guys,

"Something is going down at one of our businesses. Since Drew and Mike are gone, I woke Josh and Jake because I needed the extra help, Patrick said. as he pulled on his discarded clothes from Inst night. "Are you all going to be safe?" I asked, still worried,

"Yes, I would not bring the guys into something with a chance of violence. There was a break-in and fire at one of our buildings. We are meeting my dad there to make sure everything gets taken care of. I don't know how long we will be gone, but go back to sleep, love. We will be back as soon as we can.

I nodded in agreement, and after giving each of them a kiss, I rolled over into the warm spot where Jake had been sleeping and drifted back to sleep. The next time I woke up, it was after ten, and the guys still hadn't returned. When I picked up my phone, I saw Jake's text message telling me they were okay, but it would be a few more hours before they could get home. Seeing that he had only sent it about twenty minutes ago, I decided that a long bath was in order.

I filled the soaking tub with bath salts and bubbles, then slid into the warns, good-smelling bubbles and relaxed against the back of the tub. I stayed in the tub, enjoying the relaxing warmth until my fingers and toes were wrinkled, then ducked into the shower to quickly rinse the soap suds off. Drying off, I pulled on a pair of leggings and a baggy T-shirt that I may or may not have taken from Mike's closet before he left and wandered into the living

room.

that was on. I didn't realize it was lunchtime until my stomach rumbled loud enough to hear it over the TV. Looking at

delivering pizzas. I considered slamming the door and telling him to keep the pizza, hut I didn't. Stepping forward, I held

said, hoping that would hurry him along. After setting the

the pen, I turned to lean over the table and began to sign my name. It was then that I felt something sting my neck, and I jumped, startled at the sting. I slapped at my neck, standing up "Something stung me,"

covering my head and mouth. My panie grew worse when I realized my hands and feet were bound, and I lay in the dark for several minutes, trying to calm my racing heart down. I was scared but knew I needed to be calm to make it out of there in one piece. I had no idea

vibrations under my back slowed but never completely stopped. I had no idea how much time had passed when I was startled back awake. I decided I - must

painfully, the driver not seeming to want to

as I slipped in and out of consciousness. The car finally began to slow before coming to a complete stop. I tensed, waiting to be pulled from wherever I had been stashed, but nothing happened. 1 faintly heard car doors closing and the deep sound of voices talking. I waited, but no one came, and the car didn't move. My arms had gone entirely numb, but when I tried to roll on my side to

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