Shattered (Shattered #1)

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looking out for you
again, or I’ll beat your scrawny ass.” As we made our way into the living room,
I released his arm and let him fall to the couch, “get some sleep. We’ll talk
in the morning.”
    “Yeah, ok,” he flopped over and passed out before I had even left the
room.
    With everything that had happened today I doubted I get any sleep.
Between Leah and my brother’s latest confession about his impending fatherhood,
I could tell my life was getting ready to be much more interesting. Who knew
that shit like this could happen in a small town like Pittsford? I knew that
the gossip mill would be churning by the end of the week about what was going
on with Cam and Sara, I only hoped that he could keep it together for his kid’s
sake.

 
     

 
    Chapter 8

 
    Nick
    When I made my way out to the living room, I found my brother hanging
half off the couch with a blanket barely covering him. He’d passed out drunk
last night after he’d managed to spill his guts about the woman he’d been
calling his girlfriend. Sara and he had a weird relationship to put it lightly.
They’d been on again off again for a while. I secretly wondered if this baby he
was talking about was even his.
    Shaking my head, I made my way into the kitchen and began to brew some
coffee. As I leaned against the counter, I began replaying the previous night
over in my head. Where did Leah and I stand? We hadn’t seen or talked to each
other in over five years, and now it seemed like we had agreed to date again.
The thought of being with her like we used to be set my stomach rolling. “Get
it together,” I mumbled to myself. I felt like a teenager again. I don’t
remember the last time a woman sent my head spinning the way Leah did
yesterday. Work was definitely going to be interesting today.
    “Get up asshole!” I yelled in the direction of the couch. “I gotta go to
work.”
    Cam groaned as he tossed his arm over his face covering his eyes, “Go
away!”
    “No! Get up!” I yanked the blanket off him and kicked his foot.
    “I’ll lock up…just leave me alone,” he mumbled as he rolled over.
    “No way are you staying in my house alone. You need to talk to Sara and
fix this shit,” I smacked his head causing him to spring up in a sitting
position.
    He turned and faced me with a scowl on his face, “What was that for?”
    I rolled my eyes and chuckled, “Go home.”
    Cam grumbled some more before he stood and made his way into my kitchen
to get some coffee. After filling two travel mugs and grabbing a muffin off of
my counter, I made my way out to my truck. I have no idea why, but I began
heading toward Avery’s house. As much as I was still feeling my way around on
this, I knew I needed to see her. If I was serious about giving whatever it was
we were doing a chance, I knew I needed to make an effort.
    ooooooooo

 
    Leah
    After stepping out of the shower, I glanced in the mirror while I fought
the tangles in my hair. I couldn’t believe the night’s sleep I had gotten. It
was the first time in I don’t know how long that I actually slept all night.
I’d been in the habit of getting up in the middle of the night for a while. No
one knew, but dreams of my accident haunted me. I still had nights where I’d
wake up in cold sweat imagining them pulling me from my car. Sometimes the
dreams were so bad that I would go for a run at night. Pure exhaustion seemed
to be the only way I could get back to sleep.
    Last night, I managed to pass out, and not have the dream of that day
replay in my mind. Instead, dreams of Nick and our last year together plagued
me. Despite what I voiced to others, that was a great year.
    I shook my head as I watched the woman in the mirror stare back at me.
She looked happy. Pink cheeks and bright eyes stared as a tiny smile tried to
emerge. I knew today would be different. I wasn’t sure how, but I knew
something had changed.
    After dressing in a pair of cotton shorts and a t-shirt, I made my

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