Brothers to love me

Chapter :9 Care

Owens p.o.v

I must check on her every hour I want to see if she needs anything Jake told me what happened, I am riddled with guilt. She’s rolled over leaving the sheet on the other side of her bed exposing the black lace bra and panties set against her heated flesh... not the time to enjoy the view of her luscious body I cover back up then swop the washcloth on her head for a new colder one this causes her to stir “Owen?” “Hey, I just came to check on you, you need anything?” “Could you umm… unhook my bra please?” absolutely I can! “If it will make you more comfortable of course, anything for you” I do so without any flirting or extra attention then she drifts off to sleep again. Jake and I take turns to check on her until it's dark out. Only then we decide she should eat something, so I go upstairs to wake her but to my surprise she’s walking around the hallway wrapped in the sheet used to cover her “hey look who’s awake, how are feeling?” “I… um” she looks disoriented, still hot I can see the sweat on her head from two feet away something wrong “JAKE come up here please!” he does in a flash stopping next to me “Trixie let us help you, what do you need?” she’s looking and the floor fidgeting uncomfortably “I need… sheets” “why do you need sheets?” she looks at me and bursts in to tears “oh s**t sorry Trixie, stupid question hear let me get the sheets” Jake try’s to console her only for her to back away from him taking two steps back in to her room. I get the spear bedding from the closet at the end of the hall she was completely clueless to their location, I start walking in her room when she stops me trying to take them from my hands “Trixie its ok I will change the bed for you” “no don’t go in there” more tears fall from her eyes and Jake steps in “Bea don’t be embarrassed if you’ve had an accident your unwell it happens” “just give me the dammed sheets!” “Hay, Trixie we are just trying to help!” she cries harder and is starting to lose balance both of us rushing to catch her, the bundle now on the floor im first to catch her before she falls down, I carry her bridal style back to bed without resistance only to find it covered in blood “s**t Trixie what happened?”

Bea’s p.o.v

“Im so sorry I didn’t wany you guys to see this… im so embarrassed” “Owen why don’t you take Bea to the bathroom to get cleaned up I will take care of the bed” I don’t have the energy to fight them on this so we do as instructed. placing me on the side next to the sink where he wastes no time filling the sink with warm soapy water lathering a washcloth in it then wiping my tears away soothing my cheeks. Then opening the sheet iv wrapped myself in assessing the extent of my bleed “Trixie, there’s blood on your arms, legs and belly, that’s only what I can see im guessing there’s more on the back too” “oh god im a disgusting mess!” “No no that is not that at all, I was going to suggest we get you in the shower… it will clean you up and make you feel a bit better” “I…um” “I promise to be a real gentleman and not peek” I doubt that but im in no situation to refuse I feel like a human tampon right now so I simply nod. He turns the shower on and escorts me over helping me in still with the blood-soaked sheet attached, once i'm in I remove it as well as the panties I had on also soaked leaving them in a pile next to my feet “im right here if you feel dizzy or want to get out” he was a man of his word no peeking with his back to the screen holding a towel ready for me “Owen, im done could you help me out please” he hands me the towel and proceeds helping me step out the shower into his awaiting arms yet im unable to look him in the eyes, i'm still mortified they had to see me like this. Luckily Jake walks in at that moment holding my comfy clothes “Bea do you have all the feminine products you need, if not I can run out and get some for you?” that’s really nice of him to offer I think I could cry again “no thanks Jake I have all I need but I could do with a little privacy please” they both nod leaving me to it. As soon as I'm done I step one foot out the door and both men are standing there waiting for me.

Jakes p.o.v

I change the bloody sheets wondering how she’s not dead or at least unconscious. Seems way more than the normal amount for a girl’s time of the month perhaps I should take her to the emergency room. it doesn’t bother me the menstrual stuff it’s perfectly natural I just wasn’t expecting it to be so much. Owen and I talk while she’s getting dressed and think it’s best to talk about all that’s happened this past week, so we are all on the same neutral ground. She emerges from the bathroom looking refreshed but still pale. “Owen, made pasta would you like to eat in bed or downstairs Bea? Wherever you would be more comfortable” she deliberates a moment “the tv room is comfy enough I suppose” good we can get her out of this room for a few hours, luckily my brother chose to cook a cheese-based dish rather than a tomato one or I don’t think any of would have eaten it. “Bea, I think we should all have a little chat about things” “ok” “I don’t want to embarrass you but that seems like a lot of blood are you ok, has someone hurt you?” she stares at me then places her bowl on the table “can i just be honest about this and lay it out straight for you guys?” I must admit im a bit taken back by how open she sounds I simply nod “I have had one hell of a week, first the party, then the spanking, you catch me climax, my belly piercing ripped, and lets not forget last night I see you both f*****g the same chick which im ok with by the way, I puke on the way to school, and then to sum it up you see me at my absolute worst moment cover in my own mess. and you guys still ask if im ok?... no not really” well that covers everything I was going to talk about and at least she’s honest about how she feels “yes we ask because we care Trixie and we will help you even if you don’t ask for it” well said brother “you’re not going to stop caring about me are you?” we both reply “nope” she sighs in defeat “ fine then I guess… we can be friend seeing as you have quite literally seen me at my worst moments this week and I’ve seen the best of yours… it hardly seems fair” Owen chuckles and chimes in “oh that wasn’t our best that’s yet to come” we all smile but have gotten completely off topic “ Bea… the blood?” “Right yeah, I have polycystic ovary syndrome I have for a few years now, its awful irregular periods, bad pain, high temperature, dizziness, and heavy bleeds. it's twice as bad if i'm stressed out but I will be fine in a few days” I have heard of this but never had the need to research it further until now it sounds terrible. “Does my mom know?” “no it’s not something that comes up in conversation until it needs to” “im glad you told us” “Well you thought I’d been r***d or something I had to tell you the truth” this is amazing progress with Bea not only for Owen and I to get closed to her but she’s opening up some quite soon after her mother’s passing, I must record all of this in my journal tonight.