Vodka Kisses

0408- The Guilty Girl's Handbook

Stolen car, no sight of driver, no witnesses, no clue as to who the driver could be,  same driver drove into Emily's living room.

Stolen car, no sight of driver, no witnesses, no clue as to who the driver could be,  same driver drove into Emily's living room.

Stolen car, no sight of driver, no witnesses, no clue as to who the driver could be,  same driver drove into Emily's living room.

Logan squeezers my shoulder and I look up at him. When did he get back?

He saw the A text that come in shortly after the police told me what happened.

This hospital room is too small, when my dad wakes up he won't be happy that we haven't had him moved to a bigger one yet.

"How's my mom?" I ask him.

"She's tired and sad. I took her home, fed her and then made sure she was asleep. Told her to give me a call as soon as she wakes up." He tells me.

God, he's so good to me and this family.

"You need some rest." Logan tells me as we look at my sleeping dad. He's been out cold since they brought him here.

He broke his collarbone and had to have surgery for some internal injuries.

"I don't want to leave him." I tell Logan.

"He's going to be out for a while more." Logan tells me.

"I need to stay, make sure he's okay. I'm okay, I'm not tired." I tell him.

He's worried, a lot of people are.

My phone has been going off of the hook with so many questions about my mom and then my dad and then also with info about Emily and Hannah.

"He'll be okay Grace." Logan reassures me.

He has to.

I just got one parent out of the hospital, now the other is here.

I feel like one of us is constantly here.

Mom, me, mom, mom and me, mom and now dad.

"Why don't you nap here?" Logan asks. I raise an eyebrow at Logan.

He helps me up out of the chair then sits down in the chair. I sit down in his lap and just pay all my attention to my dad.

"You sleep and I'll stay awake till your dad wakes up or until your mom calls, whatever happens first." He tells me.

Right.

I move my head into the crook of Logan's neck and let myself get comfortable as Logan wraps his jacket around me.

"I've got you." He whispers to me. "And I've got them."

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The second my dad begins to stir, Logan is out of his chair and going to get a nurse.

"I'll grab your mom and come straight back." He tells me, squeezing my hand.

He kisses my forehead as he leaves the room and I turn back to my dad.

"Grace?" My dad murmurs.

"I'm right here dad." I grab his hand and hold it.

"Where's your mom?" He starts to worry and tries to sit up.

"No dad calm down. You were in a car crash, Logan went to get a nurse." I tell him.

He groans.

The nurse comes in and starts checking my dad and giving him a debrief on his injuries.