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I heard a tiny voice, “Breaker.” My heart dropped. It was Charlotte, she was awake.

I rushed into the room and went to her bedside.

Tank followed behind me and said, “I called Heather, she said she was gonna come in after her shift.”

CHAPTER 9

Charlotte

Iwas waking up after what felt like the best sleep I had ever had. I was dreaming that Breaker was in bed with me and that I was free from my brother. That he just left me alone.

I started to slowly move my body and winced in pain and a flood of memories came back to me.

Charlie. Charlie almost killed me. He stabbed me. Is that what I feel on my leg? I was afraid to open my eyes.

I heard a voice. It sounded familiar but I was still waking up to really hear it.

“Charlotte, it’s Tank. You’re safe. You’re safe.”

I opened my eyes and saw his beautiful behemoth of a face. I tried to smile but it hurt.

“Easy there sweetheart. I know you want to flash me those pearly whites but for right now I need ya to take it easy.”

I saw him get up to go to the door. I didn’t want him to leave. I tried to get up.

He stopped me, “Don’t try to move honey, I am not leaving you, I am just gonna go get Breaker.”

Breaker. That was the last thing I remember saying before I passed out.

I heard his voice, “What’s going on man, I told you to stay with her.”

“I was coming to get you,” Tank said.

“Why? Did something happen?” Breaker said.

I opened my mouth and gathered my strength “Breaker,” I said.

He rushed to my bedside as I followed him with my eyes. My throat was so dry like sandpaper and I felt like someone put me in a washing machine on high spin.

My throat was so raw, I needed water. “Water, please,” I said.

Breaker grabbed a bottle of water he had by the bed and brought it to my lips.

“Here you go baby,” he said.

Did he just call me baby?

I took a sip of the water while keeping eye contact with him. “Thank you.”

He sat there and stared at me. I could see his anger and sadness. I hope I didn’t do something to make him mad.

I opened my mouth to say something but then Heather walked in.

“Oh my god Char, you’re awake. You gave us such a scare,” she said.

“Sorry,” I managed to say.

“Oh honey, you don’t need to be sorry. These guys have been watching over your 24/7. They are better nurses than me.”

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