Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 150

Once I finished my meal, I curled up on the couch between Drew, and Mike. We only had a couple hours left of our flight and I didn't want to take any more medicine, especially since my stomach had not objected to my dinner of soup and crackers. I was watching a movie with Mike, each of us using one of his ear buds, when Patrick's phone started ringing. I glanced over at him to see him stand and disappear into the back of the plane. I focused on the movie again, when ten minutes later Patrick returned and drew all of our attention. He was pale and shaking, he sat down heavily in a seat, his head falling onto his hands. After a shocked moment of silence we were all gathered around him, waiting for him to tell us what was going on.

I was standing in front of the rest of the guys and reached out to softly run my fingers through his hair.

"Patrick, what happened? What's wrong?" I murmured stepping closer to him to offer comfort.

After a few more moments of silence Patrick finally spoke.

"Two of my dad's were in an accident. Michael is going to be okay he made it out with a broken leg and some cracked ribs. But Liam was driving and was badly hurt. His lung was punchered from one of his ribs breaking, along with a broken leg and some head trauma, he's still in surgery." Patrick's eyes were glassy by the time he had finished telling us what happened. He reached for me, pulling me into his lap before burying his head into my neck. I hed him tightly as he shook, murmuring quietly while continuing to run my fingers through his hair.

While I stayed with Patrick, Drew picked up his phone and began making calls, while the twins stayed close in case we needed anything. Mike disappeared into the back of the plane and returned a few minutes later with a glass half full of whiskey. He silently handed it to Patrick who nodded his thanks before downing it in one gulp. Shaking off the burn of the alcohol, Patrick looked up at me with an utterly lost look on his face.

"I don't know what to do love," he admitted in a shaking voice. Before I had a chance to respond Drew came up to us. "There will be a car waiting for you as soon as we land, it will take you to the hospital where your dad's are at. I also booked you a room in a nearby hotel for several nights so you don't have to worry about driving back and forth. I talked to you mom and she said they had a room there as well." Drew explained.

his lap so he can stand and give Drew a hug. He turned to face me pulling me in close for a hug.

statement. Kissing the top of my head, he sank back into his seat,

take this, and don't argue. I know how you feel about your trust fund, but you will be using it for a good cause." Drew said in a firm voice. Then he handed me a black credit card with my name on it.

to worry about anything but his dad's getting better. Use it for food, room service what ever you need." I

him Drew, don't worry." I assured

on this." Drew held his arms open for me and I sank into his hug. He held me for several minutes swaying

wake him until the plane had almost landed. The twins had been working to separate our luggage, repacking everything Patrick and I would need for several days into one suitcase. They

Drew had promised, and I leaned into Drew as Patrick gave each of the guys one of those

turned me so he could give me another kiss. "I hate that we won't be with you. But I don't want to overwhelm Patricks parents so I think its best if just the two of you go. You call if you need anything, understand?" "Even if I just want to hear your voice." I promised. After another kiss he

need anything..." I

the twins and Drew?" "Yeah, I have them,

Mike gave me a gental kiss. "Take care of

the twins surround me. Jake

face Jake again. Jake stepped closer until I was sandwiched between them and softly kissed my lips. "Take care of both of you, and call to let