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.

Looking at the time and knowing the guys could be home soon and more than likely starving. 1 opened up a delivery app and ordered pizza. I returned to the TV show, and after a while, the doorbell camera alerted me that the food was there. Pausing the show, I hurried downstairs to get

peeking out of the top of his T-shirt. He gave off violent vibes that made me think he would be more at home in a mafia crew than delivering pizzas. I considered slamming the door and telling him to keep the pizza, hut I didn't. Stepping forward, I held out my hands for the pizza, but when the guy saw my cast, he stepped further into my space, rumbling in a deep voice that he would bring them inside so

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

and I jumped, startled at the sting. I slapped at my neck, standing up

was 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 who would do this

me out. I continued to drift in and out of consciousness. The vibrations under my back slowed but never completely stopped. I had no idea how much time had passed when

the driver not seeming to

passed in a dream 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

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