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She looks at her hands, which are still shaking. “I’m scared to go to sleep, the nightmares.”

I turn my face away from her not wanting her to see the anger I’m feeling. I could have ripped him apart with my bare hands.

“Sweetheart, we won’t leave you, okay?”

She sighs and lays her head on my shoulder. Darren scoots closer to her and wraps his arm around her back, pulling her down until her head is on my leg with him holding her.

“God, I didn't even know I was so cold until now.” She tucks her arms closer to her body, snuggling deeper into me and Darren.

Reaching behind them I take a blanket off the back of the couch, covering them. I turn on the TV to have background noise for her and Darren.

Darren is exhausted himself, the nightmares he has every night wake me up from down the hall.

So, if both of them can rest then I will be fucking glad.

Little by little both of their breathing evens out and I let out a sigh, relaxing into the couch and laying my head against the headrest.

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Summer

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“Hmm?” I mumble waking up. I turn my head and see that I’m being carried by Walker into a bedroom.

I grip his shirt in my hand. Darren shuts the door behind us and turns on a lamp next to the bed giving a soft light to the room.

Darren pulls his shirt over his head and hands me it when Walker sets me down onto the bed gently. “Here is something for you to change into.”

I smile. “Thank you, Darren. Both of you for taking care of me.” I’m thankful. It would have been so much harder if they weren’t here to help me through this.

I slip off the bed and walk into the bathroom to get ready for bed. I slip off my pants leaving on my boy shorts underwear, the shirt is long, reaching right to my knees. I open the drawer finding makeup wipes and a toothbrush. Just what I need.

I lean over the sink taking the makeup off my face, already feeling so much better after and brushing my teeth.

My hand lands on the doorknob and it hits me that two gorgeous men are outside of this bathroom right now.

They’re just being nice is all, being a friend in a moment like this.

God knows I need one.

I push open the door and I see that they’re in sweatpants. “Where did you get those?” I ask.

“Tristan left these in the drawer.”

Not going to lie, they look really, really good with their white shirts, tight around their muscles.

I look down at the bed, that is now unmade. “Want to watch a movie?” Darren asks.

“I would love that.” I sit on the edge of the bed, handing Darren the remote on the bedside table.

He sits down on the other side of me and Walker walks around the bed dragging up the blanket as he comes up. “Scoot your gorgeous self over, darlin.”

I do as he asks and move to the center of the bed with each of them next to me, their thighs touching mine.

I’m staring straight ahead at the TV with my arms to my sides and I can feel both of them staring at me. Walker is literally grinning like this is hilarious, but I’m literally dying on the inside being so close to them like this.

“Darlin.” Walker gets my attention.

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