Why Not Me?

| 8 | JENNIFER |

I felt dizzy, my body was sore, my head hurt, and I felt hot. I didn't open my eyes because the lights were too bright. My throat was dry. I moved around and felt I was in a bed. A bed?

Last thing I remember... The last thing I remember was... Logan... And Cleo and Steph... Then everything went black. I hear rustling outside and people talking. I hear beeping and everything smelled like iodoform? I open my eyes slowly. I was staring up at the ceiling. I sat up slowly, my head was killing me. I looked around. I was in the hospital.

"Oh, you're awake." Said a voice from the door. I jumped slightly and looked to see it was just a nurse. My nerves where all over the place. She walked over to me and checked the IV I was connected to and my pulse. "Are you okay? Do you feel any pain, anywhere?" She asked.

I looked at her then coughed. "No," I said hoarsely. "I just feel dizzy, and hot." She smiles softly and nods as she hands me a cup with a straw.

"Would you like me to fix your bed?"

I nod and she lifts up the bed from the top so I was sitting. "Would you like some food?" She asked and as if on cue my stomach growled. I nodded slowly as she nods then walked out.

Alone again I looked down at myself to see I was wearing a hospital gown memories of the Docter and the r**e kit came back to me and I fist my palms. Across from the bed I was in was a coach and next to my bed was a chair that had someone's jacket on it. The table next me had a water bottle.

The door opened again and the nurse came back in with a tray of food.

"Excuse me," I said as she looked at me, "Do you know what time it is?" I asked.

"It's about three in the afternoon." I nod.

"Do you know how I mean what time I was brought here?" I asked looking around the room again.

"Oh, you were brought in about twelve o'clock in the morning almost one o'clock. Four people came with you." She says and I nod. "You had a high fever and the doctor gave you some medicine to rest." She said resting her hand on my forehead. "Looks like you still have a little fever but it's going away." I nod as she passed me the tray of food.

"Sorry for asking so many questions," I said and she smiles kindly and waves it off. "No, it's okay."

"Do you know who jacket that belongs too?" I said pointing to the one on the chair next to me.

"Uhm, there was a man sitting next to you since the doctor said they could come to see you last night. Five people came in, stayed practically the whole time while you were asleep. Some went home but the guy stayed." She said. Five people?

"He should be coming back soon. Said he had to go do something. The rest are coming back as well."

"Do you know what he looked like?" I asked curiously.

"Well, he had black hair and the prettiest green eyes. He wouldn't leave your side, he was next to you every time I came to check on you." She winked. "Oh, was he the boyfriend?" She teased.

My eyes widen. I knew who she was talking about... Drew... He was here? With me? Even after what I did? Did he know? Oh my goodness! I felt tears starting to form in my eyes.

"Are you okay? Are you in pain?" She asked worriedly.

I shook my head no. "I'm just... Dizzy. I'll eat later. Can I fall back to sleep? Please." I said tears running down my cheeks.

"Of course. I'll leave your food here. I'll tell the doctor you woke up and are feeling better but that you fell asleep again." I nod. She was about to walk out when I called for her. "C-can you not let him back in..." I trailed off talking about Drew.

She looked at me hesitantly but nodded. I laid back down and looked at the wall. Why was he here? I'm sure I only told Stephanie and Cleo. Logan might have heard because he was there but Drew... What does he think? He must be disgusted... He must hate me. He's probably only here because of pity or because the girls made him. What do the girls think?

I held back a sob just thinking about it. My eyes started feeling heavy so I shimmied down on the bed and turned to my side and welcomed the sleep.

*******

I heard rustling and I felt a presence in the room. My eyes were still heavy but my body was starting to wake up then I let out a small yawn.

"Oh, she's waking up."

I was still too drowsy to define who said anything.

"Should we call the doctor?"

"No, the nurse said she was fine earlier she still had the fever and that she fell asleep. If anything we'll call her after we talk."

"Wait, he's not supposed to be here." I heard and I started moving around on the bed.

"You need to leave, or at least hide." Someone whispered. "What? Why?" Someone whispered back sounding upset. "'Cause the nurse said so. Look just go over there."

I roll over and slowly open my eyes. I blink several times because everything was a blur and then look to see four faces surrounding me. Cleo, Stephanie, Logan, and Noah.

I sat up and they moved back. "Jen, are you okay?"

"Do you need anything?"

They started asking questions but I just passed my hand through my hair then rubbed my eyes. Looking up, I saw a guy leaning up against the wall. I raised an eyebrow at him and he caught me looking at him an sent me a sad smile then a nod. I nodded back hesitantly. Who was he, and why was he here? He was pretty cute though.

I was brought back by two pairs of arms wrapping around me.

"I'm so glad you're okay!" Stephanie whispered hugging me tightly as a tear fell down her cheek.

"I'm so sorry," Cleo said tears falling as well.

Looking at my best friends crying because of me hurt. I passed my hands down their backs. I looked up at the guys as tears filled my eyes. A sob left me as I started crying remembering what happened. "Jenny." I heard Noah say as he made his way towards me giving me a big hug.

I hugged him back and then Logan came and did the same. "I'm so sorry," I said hoarsely.

"There's nothing to be sorry about, darling," Cleo said cleaning my tears.

"I'll go inform the nurse." The guy against the wall said. I looked up at him. "I hope you're okay. It's nice to meet you. I'm Ashten, Cleo's... Friend." He said nodding then walked out of the room and I subconsciously raised my eyebrow at her.

She rolled her eyes and cleaned my face. "Jen, Jenny I need you to tell us what happened okay." She said.

I looked at her and then at everyone else who was in the room just thinking about it made my throat tighten and my heart rate speed up as fear filled me. The door opened and I saw the Ashten guy walk back in with the Doctor, the nurse from earlier and...two police officers.

My eyes widened at the sight of them and I clenched my fist somewhat scared. I felt two hands grab mine. "It's okay," Cleo said.

"Logan called them. They're here to take your statement." Steph explains. "They're here to help." I looked back at them. The doctor checks my health and then one of the police spoke.

"Evening ma'am." I nodded back.

"I know this is difficult but I need you to talk okay. We're going to ask you some questions and you're going to have to answer alright?" He said and I nodded slowly. The other cop had a notepad and a pen.

"What your name sweetheart?" The cop with the pen and paper asked. His badge said, Officer Mathis.

"Jennifer Delgado," I said clearing my throat.

"How old are you?"

"24."

"Do you know the people in this room?"

I looked around and nodded. "These two are my best friends, Stephanie and Cleo. He's Stephanie's boyfriend, Noah. That's Logan one of our close friends," Then I looked at Ash, "And he's Cleo's friend, Ashten." The officer nodded as he wrote stuff down.

"Okay," the officer with the badge that said, Levy, on it spoke, "I know this is going to be hard but I need you to tell us what happened. Start from the beginning." He said and I started thinking.

What was the beginning?

"Start from the other night. You where suppose to stay at Drew's and came back really late." Stephanie tried to help.

"Who's Drew?" The officer asked.

"He's my--Uhm was my boyfriend...my ex--" I said and he nodded while the rest looked at me.

"Does she have any major wounds?" Officer Mathis asked the doctor.

"No, she had a few bruises that show she struggled and a bruise from a hit, like on her face but internally she's just sore." The cop nods writing down.

"Did this Drew person do this to you?" Officer Levy asked. My eyes widen and I felt tears coming as I fitted my hands in the bed sheets. A sudden burning passion to defend him built in me and it frustrated me.

"No! He- he would never do something like that." I said and he stared at me.

"Okay then, you can start whenever you like."

I took a deep breath. I felt my cheeks start to heat up.

"That night after we left Cleo's place I went to Drew's house. We watched tv and cooked, you know we did our usual selves." I said more to the girls than the cops. "We were laying in bed when I suddenly told him I- that I Uhm that I love him," I said quietly.

"I was nervous and then when he didn't say anything back I overreacted and panicked. I guess felt insecure and well I went to the spare room at his place and locked the door. A couple of hours later I grabbed my things and just went home without bothering him, which is where you saw me coming home late." I motioned to Stephanie and she nods.

"In the morning I forgot that I was supposed to hand in some papers to my boss so I quickly got ready and ran out which is when I saw Noah."

*********

Walking to the company building I fixed the papers in my hand. I was too preoccupied with... Drew last night I completely forgot I had to hand in my work to Derek. Before going up to his office I did some errands that I needed to be done and went to my desk to finalize the work and make sure everything was in place, once I finished I went up.

I said my good mornings and went to the elevator. I had my hair in a ponytail, a normal black skirt with a low cut white shirt, some flats and a pink cardigan. Stopping on the fifteenth floor I walked over and saw the two receptionist.

"Good morning. Is Derek in his office?" I asked.

She nods while the other one, Sarah I think her name was, just glared at me. I glared back and walked away. She always gave me that look, like what did I ever do to her. I don't even talk to her. Walking to Derek's office I knocked on the door. "Come in." I hear.

I open the door and walk in closing it behind me. I see him looking up at me and raises an eyebrow. "Jennifer." He said knowingly. "You know---"

"Yes, I'm sorry," I said sitting down in the seat I front of his desk. "I forgot to come and give you the reports last night," I said moving my a hair from my face and fixing my ponytail. "I was preoccupied," I said simply.

I saw him look up at me then his eye narrowed in on something and then his nose flared. I raised my eyebrow but shrugged it off as I organized the papers and started placing them on his desk. He, though, got up and started pacing around the room. He went to the door and locked the door an I looked at him as I placed the finishing papers in his desk.

"Are you okay?" I ask looking at him. He passed his hands through his hair. He looked upset. I didn't move and held the papers tightly. Suddenly he takes a deep breath.

"How about we check out these papers and I take you out for lunch afterward?" I clear my throat. "Uhm, that's not necessary," I say but he shakes his head. "Don't worry about it. On me, besides its been a while since we hung out like we use to."

"I mean, sure okay then."

As promised we went over the paperwork. He corrected something I missed and something he thought would fit better. It took us a while to get everything perfect but we got it done. Once finished he asked me to go meet him in the lobby while he gave in the work and that he'll meet me there. For lunch, we ended going to a fancy restaurant which I felt uncomfortable in. I order the cheapest thing on the menu because he wouldn't let me not order anything. Threw out the whole time I just let him speak. He seemed agitated for some reason and let's not forget how weird and random it was in general that he asked me out to lunch.

Yes, when I first started working for the company he would take me out and take a couple of us out to eat we would hang out after work and stuff but that was a while ago. Somethings changed and his attitude has changed too which is why people don't ask him to go out anymore. I guess I felt kind of bad which is why I agreed but I don't think I'll be doing this anymore. After lunch, we got in his car. I was looking at some emails on my phone I wasn't really paying attention to where we were going. I assumed we were going back to the office.

We pull up to a house and I raise an eyebrow. "Where are we?" He unbuckles his seat belt and opens the door. "I had to stop by and pick up some boxes filled with props for a presentation, would you mind helping me for a sec?"

"Sure, I guess." I get out the car and walk towards the house. I look around as he opens the door. My heart tightening for some reason, an unsettling feeling started bubbling, maybe its because we're alone together. I don't like being alone with him we don't really talk besides work and we don't have anything in common. He opened the door and we walked in. The place is clean and for some reason, I let out a quiet sigh of relief when I see a couple of boxes filled with props. I place my bag down on the table by the door and walk over to them. "Are these the boxes?"

"Yea." Was all he said. we start grabbing some and travel back and forth between the house and car. "I think there's one more box inside." He says. "Alright, I'll go get it." I offered. Going inside as I grab the last box I turn around to Derek locking the door behind him. "Derek? What are you doing?"

"I've tried to not notice, and to let it slide." He said and I looked at him questionably. "You continue to mock me and tease me. I asked you to come and give me these yesterday and you 'forgot'." He says making air quotations around forgot.

I hold the box closely to me. "Eh, I don't know what you're talking about but I did forget." I defended. "I know I was careless but it won't happen again." I tried to reason. I thought he had let it go?

He turned towards me and his eyes narrowed. What was his problem?

"Oh yeah, you forgot because you were too busy playing around with that little pathetic boyfriend of yours." He spits back. I frowned and placed the box done on the table next to me. "Firstly he's your boss so watch how you talk to and about him. Show respect." I said narrowing my eyes at him. "Secondly he is my boyfriend so don't back talk him in front of me and thirdly I wasn't playing around."

"Like hell, you were!" He yells, and in a blink of an eye, he stood standing face to face to me. His hands roughly pulled back my cardigan and I gasped.

"That explains the freaking dark hickey on your collar and neck you didn't have when we saw each other yesterday!"

"Hey! Get your hands off me!" I yelled. Hicky! Drew gave me two hickeys? I thought I covered them. Ugh, I'm going to kill him.

"How many times do I have to tell you your mine." He said lowly as he stepped closer, too close for my comfort. I moved back but hit a wall. When I looked up at him he was literally inches away.

"What are you talking about? I'm not yours." I bit back, "and move you're too close." I said trying to move away from him. His large hands them grabbed my shoulders roughly and pulled me to his chest.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" I screamed.

"It's useless to scream. No one can hear you." He said leaning in and I tried to push his at chest. "And you have always been mine." He said. That bubbling fear swallowed me up by this point. I look up at him anger in my eyes about to tell when he suddenly slams his lips on mine. His lips move roughly against mine. I could feel them bruise. I kept my mouth shut and struggled to move and push him away.

The more I struggled the more his grip on my arms tightens until it hurt me. I let out a sudden whimper and he used that chance to invade my mouth. I punched at his chest but he pulled away when I stopped in his foot.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I yelled backing away from him.

He groaned as he moved his foot then looked up at me.

"I'm only doing the natural. You are mine. I claimed you as mine the first day you came and started working here, but you were taken by that little brat and persuaded into being his. I let you be because I didn't want to see that gorgeous smile of yours disappear, but it kept getting harder and harder every time I saw his hands on you or him leaving marks on your body, and now you're bringing in my work late because you were with him!" He yelled angrily.

I jumped back at his sudden tone. Glancing to the sides to try and find an exit. "You are crazy! I was never yours and never will be. What you have is one-sided and I will not return the feelings. I already have Drew and I love him." I told him.

"Pfft, you love him? That little brat isn't a man enough for you." He said turning around and walking towards the table by the door.

"Stop calling him that! He's only a couple of years younger than you, and you have no say who and what he is to me or not. You are nothing in my life but that annoying boss who keeps calling me and don't think I won't tell Drew about your true feeling and intentions, oh and let's not forget you forcing yourself on me." I glared as I threatened him.

He glared at me for a minute then chuckled. "Drew can go to hell." He said opening one of the drawers and pulled out a gun. My eyes widen and my heart started beating faster than an African bass drum.

"W-what are you--"

"To tell you the truth I could care less about Drew. He's just an immature brat who gets everything he wants because his daddy practically owns the business." Derek said swinging the gun around in circles.

I gulped, my eyes never leaving the gun. "What are you talking about? He earned his position." I stuttered. As he started walking towards me I take steps back.

"Maybe and maybe not. I'm just tired of him, period and I want to see him out of the picture." He said lifting his gun. My eyes widen.

"He stole my job, my money, and he took the one who was supposed to be my girl, you." He said wrapping one arm around my waist suddenly. I flinched and tried to move away.

"No! You're crazy! Let me go!" I yelled.

"I've had enough of your stubbornness. Although it's sexy, you need to stop. You're not Drew's anymore. You're mine. I want him to suffer for taking what's mine and that's what's going to happen," He said trailing his nose up and down my neck.

I shivered in disgust and fear. "No, I'm not!" I hissed. He pulled back and glared. He placed up his gun and pressed it to my cheek. My body was now shaking in fear. I could feel the cold metal plastered against my cheek.

I gulped. "Take out your cell phone, call Drew, and I want you to break up with him." He said a sick smile spread on his face.

"What? No? Why would I do that?" I hissed as he placed the gun closer into my cheek, almost painfully.

"Because, I want you to break up with him to be with me, and if you don't do it," he said looking at me, "you wouldn't want to see him hurt now, would you?" He said motioning to his gun. I had to hold back tears.

I slowly reached for my phone and pressed three on speed dial. It rang twice then he picked up.

"Hello? Jen? Are you okay? Why didn't you pick up your phone when I called you? Why did you run away last night? I'm so sorry baby. Are you okay? Where are you?" Drew bombarded me with questions. I saw Derek's eyes narrow and I took in a deep breath.

"Drew,"

"Yes, baby? I'm sorry I wasn't--"

"I'm breaking up with you," I said, tears in my eyes.

"W-what? Wait, what? Jennifer--" and I couldn't hear him finish because Derek took my phone and ended the call.

A tear fell down my cheek. "Happy," I said through gritted teeth. He smirked. "Very much... But, now that you're mine I want to have some fun." He said leaning closer.

"I'm not yours!"

"You are now." He said roughly pulling me to him kissing me. I hit him and pushed away but he held me tighter and went down to my neck.

"Let me go!" I yelled but he just kept on. I felt tears start to fall as he forced himself on me and I pushed him away with all the anger I had. "I said let me go!" I yelled and I slapped him on his cheek. My nails scratching his skin making four deep cut wounds. He hissed and pushed me away holding his cheek where blood now seeped through the cut. Looking at the blood on his hand he turned to me and glared. I slowly backed away but I was to slow. He raised his huge arm and his hand came down against my cheek causing my body to fall onto the floor.

Pain erupted on my face as I spit out blood from my busted lip. He hit me. This son of a b***h hit me. It started to sting and it hurt when the tears fell and tailed down the wound.

"You little, I didn't want to do this like this, I wanted to take my time with you but you asked for it and now... I'm going to have my fun with you." He said an evil smirk in his face as he grabbed me and threw me on the couch in his living room.

"Eh-what are you--" then his hand trailed up my skirt and started pulling it up.

My eyes widen. "N-no!" I yelled as I move and struggled against him.

"Let me go! Let me go!" I yelled hitting him and struggling but he only grabbed my arms and pinned me down. Sobs left my lips as he grinned.

"You look so cute, scared and defenseless. Just how I like them." He said continuing his assault as I tried my best to hurt him. I kneed him in his balls and he groaned falling over and I punched him square in the jaw before getting up and try to run to the door, but he grabbed my foot an I fell spraining my wrist on the fall.

I felt his body pressed against my back as I struggled.

"Bad girl," he groaned and I felt his hand slide up my side, "now you're going to get it, and if you tell anyone, you already know what going to happen," he said gesturing to the gun. He turned me around so I was on my back and pulled my hair as I struggled and cried. I kept hitting him but he pulled my cardigan and then pinned my hands above my head.

"Drew," I sobbed. "Drew!"

He laughed. "No baby, not Drew, it's Derek." He said and my breath hitched.

***********

I cried into my hands.

"I after he finished wit-with me, he locked me in the basement and left, " I sobbed, " he came back that night and-and did it again," I cried pulling my legs up hiding behind my knees, " I'm not sure how long I was down there, At one point I managed to surprise him and made his trip down the stairs I took that chance to escape. I ran and ran. I didn't know where I was but I just kept moving until I found something familiar. I couldn't go home because I thought he would follow me there so I hide in the p-park because he-he said he would come looking for me a-again."

"Then I-w-went to Cleo's house when I couldn't handle the cold anymore and I didn't have my purse or phone so it was my only option and that's where Logan f-found me." I finished telling my embarrassing horrifying story. "Its like they sa-say, ninety percent of the time r**e is done by someone you k-know, not the creepy man in the alley."

I cried as everyone stared at me with sorrow.

I, we, heard a loud crashing noise on the other side of the curtains in the room and then they opened revealing a livid Drew. What? He was here the whole time? He heard?! I gasped.

"What?!" He hissed.

"Sir, your going have to keep your voice down." The doctor said.

"Who are you?" Officer Levy took a position.

"T-that's Drew," Cleo said as tears fell from her eyes.

"The ex-boyfriend?" Mathis asked and they nodded.

"I knew that bastard was behind this," Stephanie said. "I never liked him."

"Derek. Derek, that bastard did this to you! He's the one who took advantage of you! And threatened to kill me?!" He yelled and I flinched and jumped as more tears fell from my eyes. I saw Noah trying to calm him down. "Drew I know you're upset, we all are. She's our friend too, but you need to calm down. She's been through a lot and she's scared, your scaring her." He told him. Drew looked at him then me and took a deep breath.

"So, I take it you know him?" Officer Mathis said.

"Yes, that bastard works for me. Derek Lennox ." Drew spit out angrily.

"And what's your name and age?"

"Drew Johnson, 23." He said.

"After hearing the story from the victim and getting information from the doctor we have all we need to bring him in for guilty of r**e in the first degree by forcible compulsion or compelling the victim through the use of physical force or the threat of immediate death, physical injury or kidnapping;" Levy said. "First Degree r**e: Class B felony is 5 to 25 yrs. in prison and up to $5,000 in fines, and possibly an unregistered gun."

"Do you know where we can find him?" Mathis asked.

"Yeah, I know where he lives, but I'm coming with you," Drew said.

"No!" I said suddenly almost pleadingly. I didn't want him to go. He could get hurt, and that sick monster Derek... I just want him to stay here... With me.

Drew looked at me. His eyes unreadable. His face serious and determined. He stared at my tear-stained face. Something flashed across his face then be looked away from me. He turned to the officers who told him something that I couldn't hear because I was to busy looking at him. They nodded and then turned to me. "Thank for your help ma'am well take care of the rest. Be sure to rest." And with that, they turned and walked out the door Drew following behind.

"Drew," I whispered as he left.

"I better go with him just in case," Noah said giving Steph a kiss on the lips while she nods. He gives me a kiss on my forehead. "I'll be sure to call and fill you in." He told Steph. Then looked at me. "I'll make sure he doesn't do anything stupid."

I nodded and gave him a thankful look as he sent me a small smile and ran out to catch up with Drew and the cops. After a couple of tests and talking the doctors said it was okay for me to go home but I refused, just wanting to be alone in this room. Cleo and Stephanie insisted and Logan offered to drive us over.

After rambling, I finally agreed and the girls went to get the release papers. Steph brought me some loose pants and one of my big hoodie's. I took a long, long shower in the hospital bathroom. Trying to disinfect myself and wash away all the traces of him and what happened. During the process, I broke out crying again but soon finished.

Changing Steph stayed with me as Cleo and Logan went to get things ready. The Ashten guy left a while ago but I did see him kiss Cleo. My guess is he is one of her new guys, but the fact he was here, that she brought him and introduced him meant something... Although I was too tired and drained to ask.

I felt pain when I would walk sometimes and one of the bruises on my back hurt a lot. After an hour or so Logan dropped us off and he had to help me to our apartment while Cleo and Steph helped me to my bed.

Three days I've been locked in my room. The pain has gone away and the bruises have faded, some. I only go out to go to the bathroom. Steph brings me food or Cleo. I leave my door closed but not locked because I won't get up and get it, but no one dares enter without knocking first.

I haven't talked at all. I felt so empty and useless, used, violated.

I didn't feel like myself. I felt uncomfortable in my own skin.

I don't let anyone touch me. I don't want anyone touching me.

I would suddenly break out crying and the suddenly just stare off into space. I haven't gone to work and I don't plan too for a while, and since Drew knew what happened I guess I won't have a problem.

Drew, I haven't seen, spoken to or heard from him since he came out he left with the police that day at the hospital. Noah came to visit me a couple of times but I would just nod. He told me they police through themselves in Derek's house but he wasn't there. They ended up finding him a couple of days later.

Apparently, at the sight of Drew he got mad and drew his gun aiming it at Drew but the police grabbed him before he could do anything stupid. Noah says Drew was able to get a few punches at Derek's face before firing him and the police taking him away. That's all I've heard about Drew, but right now I don't care. I don't even care about myself, at the moment I just--- I feel like fudge. I took a shower today, waking up at one in the afternoon. I put on black leggings and one of my over-sized blue hoodie's and crawled back into bed putting my hair in a messy bun with strands sticking out.

I stared out the window with about four piles of books on my bed of books I've been reading the past three days to help me escape reality.

There was a knock on my door but I stayed quiet.

"Jen, I made some phone calls and was able to get something that might cheer you up." I hear Cleo's voice.

I didn't see anything as I heard her sigh. "I brought you, somebody." She says and then I hear rustling and the doorknob turn from my door.

I turned to see who entered.

A whimper left my lips as my eyes watered, a wave of hopelessness hit me. My body suddenly relaxed looking at the familiar face that I haven't seen in so long.

"Hey, Jenny." He said with a sad smile. "Alex!" I cried as I got off my bed and threw myself in his arms. He held me close and brushed my hair from my face as I cried into his neck.

"Shhh, shhh it's okay. They told me what happened, I'm so sorry I wasn't here to help or do anything, but everything's going to be alright. I'm here now." He said as I nodded and wrapped my legs around his waist.

I felt him walk towards my bed and heard him take off his shoes. He crawled into bed with me and laid me down and I cuddled into his side. He chuckled slightly as I did and I looked up into his bright blue eyes like mine and felt him pull me closer as I through my arms around his torso and sniffled barring my head in his chest.

"Shh, it's okay, your big brothers here to keep you safe." He said as I felt his warm lips kiss my forehead.