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.

Drew a hug. He turned to face me pulling me in close for a hug. "Will

my head, he sank back into his seat, and I glanced at

for a good cause." Drew said in a firm voice. Then he handed me a black credit card with my name on it.

his dad's getting better. Use it for food, room

care of him Drew, don't worry." I

me and I sank into his hug. He held me

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 also included our laptops, and my

and I leaned into Drew as Patrick gave each of the guys one of those quick back slapping man

"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,

if you need anything..."

the twins and Drew?" "Yeah, I have them, don't worry." He promised. "Good, and don't worry I

a gental kiss. "Take care of yourself too, That's

back and letting the twins surround me.

to miss the hell out of you baby girl." Josh murmured kissing me and then turning me to face Jake again. Jake stepped closer until I was sandwiched between them