Page 33 of Raise 'Em Up

“I wish I was,” I whisper, my eyes filling with tears again. “It's one thing after another. I’m just done with everything.” I bite the inside of my cheek to try and stop the next wave of tears. My head is killing me from the last ones.

“I’m so tired. I feel like shit, and I’m just done with the day.”

“Shhh.” Donny rubs my arm and kisses the top of my head. “We can talk about all this some more tomorrow. Sleep.”

“Are you sure?”

“We’re sure.” Colton leans in and kisses me softly. “I’m so sorry about tonight. Do you want us to speak to Trevor?”

“No.” I shake my head. “He didn’t have any idea about any of this. I feel awful leaving him tonight, but I just needed time to think, you know? I hope he doesn’t hate me.”

“He doesn’t,” Colton tells me, sounding sure of his words. “He’s crazy about you, just like we are. Something like this isn’t going to drive him away.”

“I hope not,” I say sleepily as I snuggle into Donny’s arms.

“Wanna watch a movie?” Colt asks.

“If I say yes, will you be offended if I fall asleep halfway through?” I ask, smiling.

He chuckles. “Not at all.”

“Then yes, I’d love to.”

Rylee passed out within twenty minutes of the movie starting. Colt didn’t bother to stay and finish it. He gave her another kiss, then rolled off the bed and went to his room. That was two hours ago, and I can’t get my mind to stop racing.

Trevor is her step-brother? Shit, I don’t know whether to be shocked or turned on. I mean, step-sibling porn can be hot.

I wonder if he will let me watch them. Maybe we can role-play. Fuck, no, now is not the time to be thinking about this.

My Cherry was really upset, and all I want to do is continue to snuggle her until she feels better.

Maybe I can get up early enough and grab her a coffee and pastry for when she wakes up. Food always makes me smile.

I carefully roll us until I have the blanket covering us and Rylee is my little spoon. I love having her sleep on my chest, but this is more comfortable.

Rylee sighs in her sleep, and I hold her closer to me, breathing in her shampoo. I've missed her, and if I had any say in it, she would never sleep in her new room.

My bed is where she belongs. She keeps the demons away, and I haven't had a good night's sleep in weeks.

My eyes grow heavy and I don't fight the exhaustion.

“Donny, babe, I really have to pee,” an angel whispers into my ear before kissing my lips.

“Mmm,” I groan, opening my eyes.

Rylee smiles at me and wiggles. She's somehow turned herself into a pretzel. I'd laugh if she wasn't wincing.

“What are you doing?” I mumble and she sighs, pressing on my arm again, trying to move away.

“Donny, I have to pee. I promise, I'll come back,” she pleads, and my half awake brain finally clicks.

Releasing her, she dives off the bed and runs to the bathroom in the hall.

Rubbing my eyes, I groan, stretching my limbs, and then take advantage of her getting up.

Falling asleep in shorts is not comfortable. Kicking them to the floor, I sigh. Rylee returns and takes off her clothes before reaching onto the floor, grabbing one of my shirts, and slipping it over her head.

“Damn, Cherry, I love when you wear my clothes,” I groan as my dick wakes up.

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