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Authors: Heather Van Fleet
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tense.
My head was pounding from all of the confusion. Nothing they were saying made any sense! I started to fully open my lids, needing to confront the situation around me at hand as the sound of wheels squeaked in my ears.
“We’ve given you enough time, Jack. Now, let us take her in for observation at least, okay? She may have internal injuries that you can’t see.”
He crushed me tighter to his chest and I literally had no strength left to argue with his chivalry.
I sighed, finally able to focus on the tense jaw of Jack. His chin had a slight shadow to it, as if he hadn’t shaved for a while. My body started to tingle again, like it had in the hallway at school, even more so when he brushed his hand down my cheek. I shivered, a little from the cool air hitting my legs, but mostly from his touch.
“You’re okay…” he murmured, one side of his lips curled in that heart-stopping, melt-a-girl’s-panties kind of way. Luckily, my panties were tightly glued to my behind. And they would stay that way too.
I nodded at him; no voice meant verbal communication was out of the question. Besides, I didn’t trust my words anyways, especially when he looked down at me with that eat-you-up sort of stare.
Seconds later my body lightened as it was lifted by sure, strong arms and hands. And even though I shouldn’t have, I tucked myself tighter into Jack’s chest. It was so warm and cozy, that the thought of being away from it had my insides cringing.
The cool cushion of the stretcher brushed against my sensitized arms and legs. It was all I could do not to pull myself back into his hold.
Like a good little girl, I pressed my head back onto the pillow, staring only up at the dark, night sky. That’s when a thought occurred to me… How in the hell had I made it outside in the first place? Had Jack brought me outside? When? It shouldn’t have mattered…but strangely it did.
The crescent moon shone down on my face, acting as a makeshift flashlight for me. I leaned my head to the side, glancing back as Jack stood studiously next to his uncle. I bit my lip as he waved with one hand; his other was tucked inside his jean pocket. I fought my unknown emotions back, swallowing a moan.
No hero attachments, Emmy. Remember, you don’t like this guy, and he doesn’t care much for you either.
“Well look who finally decided to join the living. You scared us there kiddo,”
I wanted to turn towards the sound of the paramedic’s voice, anything to get my head fitted back into reality, but I couldn’t look away from Jack’s blue eyes. I couldn’t do much more than nod. My lids grew heavy again. Apparently exhaustion trumped my need to see him. Unfortunately, sleep offered other sights and sounds to haunt the darkness. My baby brother cried over me, his wet tears falling on my cheeks, the sound of Jack yelling, the sound of Mr. Martin trying to calm Jack down. The sound of my mother crying and yelling at Jack, fear edged in her voice as she screamed John’s name over and over again.
I gasped and fought to sit up, but failed miserably when the strain in my neck intensified. Oh my God, had that really happened?
“Whoa there girl, I need you to lie back down, and try to relax…” the paramedic pressed down on my shoulders.
I shook my head, “Jaime…” The word was like sand paper on my tongue, heavy, dry. It was amazing the guy understood me at all.
“Your brother…” I nodded faster, trying to ignore the stabbing pain that radiated down my neck. “He’s fine hon. He rode to the hospital with your mom, and I believe the police said that his grandmother would be picking him up from there.”
I blew out a breath, laying my head back down at a slow, snail’s pace. My baby brother was safe in the arms of John’s parents. Luckily, they were nothing like their son. They were the one and only good thing that John had brought into our lives.
As I settled into the back of the ambulance, pulse taken, blood pressure
My head was pounding from all of the confusion. Nothing they were saying made any sense! I started to fully open my lids, needing to confront the situation around me at hand as the sound of wheels squeaked in my ears.
“We’ve given you enough time, Jack. Now, let us take her in for observation at least, okay? She may have internal injuries that you can’t see.”
He crushed me tighter to his chest and I literally had no strength left to argue with his chivalry.
I sighed, finally able to focus on the tense jaw of Jack. His chin had a slight shadow to it, as if he hadn’t shaved for a while. My body started to tingle again, like it had in the hallway at school, even more so when he brushed his hand down my cheek. I shivered, a little from the cool air hitting my legs, but mostly from his touch.
“You’re okay…” he murmured, one side of his lips curled in that heart-stopping, melt-a-girl’s-panties kind of way. Luckily, my panties were tightly glued to my behind. And they would stay that way too.
I nodded at him; no voice meant verbal communication was out of the question. Besides, I didn’t trust my words anyways, especially when he looked down at me with that eat-you-up sort of stare.
Seconds later my body lightened as it was lifted by sure, strong arms and hands. And even though I shouldn’t have, I tucked myself tighter into Jack’s chest. It was so warm and cozy, that the thought of being away from it had my insides cringing.
The cool cushion of the stretcher brushed against my sensitized arms and legs. It was all I could do not to pull myself back into his hold.
Like a good little girl, I pressed my head back onto the pillow, staring only up at the dark, night sky. That’s when a thought occurred to me… How in the hell had I made it outside in the first place? Had Jack brought me outside? When? It shouldn’t have mattered…but strangely it did.
The crescent moon shone down on my face, acting as a makeshift flashlight for me. I leaned my head to the side, glancing back as Jack stood studiously next to his uncle. I bit my lip as he waved with one hand; his other was tucked inside his jean pocket. I fought my unknown emotions back, swallowing a moan.
No hero attachments, Emmy. Remember, you don’t like this guy, and he doesn’t care much for you either.
“Well look who finally decided to join the living. You scared us there kiddo,”
I wanted to turn towards the sound of the paramedic’s voice, anything to get my head fitted back into reality, but I couldn’t look away from Jack’s blue eyes. I couldn’t do much more than nod. My lids grew heavy again. Apparently exhaustion trumped my need to see him. Unfortunately, sleep offered other sights and sounds to haunt the darkness. My baby brother cried over me, his wet tears falling on my cheeks, the sound of Jack yelling, the sound of Mr. Martin trying to calm Jack down. The sound of my mother crying and yelling at Jack, fear edged in her voice as she screamed John’s name over and over again.
I gasped and fought to sit up, but failed miserably when the strain in my neck intensified. Oh my God, had that really happened?
“Whoa there girl, I need you to lie back down, and try to relax…” the paramedic pressed down on my shoulders.
I shook my head, “Jaime…” The word was like sand paper on my tongue, heavy, dry. It was amazing the guy understood me at all.
“Your brother…” I nodded faster, trying to ignore the stabbing pain that radiated down my neck. “He’s fine hon. He rode to the hospital with your mom, and I believe the police said that his grandmother would be picking him up from there.”
I blew out a breath, laying my head back down at a slow, snail’s pace. My baby brother was safe in the arms of John’s parents. Luckily, they were nothing like their son. They were the one and only good thing that John had brought into our lives.
As I settled into the back of the ambulance, pulse taken, blood pressure
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