Can Not Decide

PART 19

I gasped on a high pitch when Dylan was knocked down. Cole was about to send one punch more but I stopped him by screaming his name. He looked at me for a second and I realized he was going to punch no matter what. I knew if I got between them it would be useless. Cole would push me away and continue as if nothing happened- so I hugged Cole from behind and pull him away from Dylan. At first it seemed like my plan worked, I was avoiding his hands and pulling him but then... I might have pulled him a bit too much and he fell backwards... On me... All the air left my lungs and I couldn't breathe. I had a severe pain on my leg. I couldn't even scream and I felt my bone cracking. Cole got off me and looked at me in a panick. I couldn't see clearly because the tears on my eyes made my vision go blurry. I closed my eyes tightly because I knew tears wouldn't hesitate even a second to leave my eyes. I heard three different voices coming around me but I couldn't understand any of them. They were telling me to open my eyes but I didn't want to show them how weak I was. My cheeks were all wet and I couldn't make a sound, I knew my voice would crack.

I felt soft lips on my lips and the shock made me open my eyes wide. Andrew was holding my head and kissing me softly. Then his lips parted away from mine, and now I couldn't close my eyes. I saw two faces looking angrily and a face smiling softly.

"Hey, don't look at me. You wanted her to open her eyes and now she opened them..!", Andrew said in a provocative tone.
"Whatever, she needs to go to a hospital at the moment.", Cole said as he lifted me up.
Dylan was riding the car when Cole and Andrew were with me at the backseat. My leg had swollen up and the pain was unbearable. I was sitting on Cole's lap and laying my leg on the backseat. He was holding me in carrying position so he could jump right away when we got to the hospital.

My leg was put in plaster cast and I was given crutches. Dylan had taken us to ice cream shop as a get well soon present.
"Hey, look out. Your ice cream is melting.", Andrew warned as he gave me a napkin.
"Yeah, thanks for the warning.", I mumbled.
"Betty, I'm really sorry for your leg...", Cole said with sloppy shoulders.
"Oh, no need to worry.", I said.
"But you don't seem pretty well."
"I'm just tired, crying gives me headaches..."

Dylan put his arm over my shoulder and stroked my hair. I looked up to see him staring at me. Then he put a little kiss on my lips.
"Huh..?", I mumbled. I was too tired to give a reaction.
"You shouldn't look at me with such cute puppy eyes. Besides Andrew kissed you. It'd be unfair if you didn't let me.", Dylan said with a serious expression but I was basically sleeping with opened eyes and I didn't understand a word.

"Can we just please go home? I want to take a nap.", I said.

"Yeah, and I should return to department.", said Andrew.

"Why did you come with us at the first place?", said Dylan. His voice was sharp as a knife but Andrew didn't even look at him. Andrew put a kiss on my forehead.

"Don't forget to rest, okay?", he said.

"I start to think you guys are using my drowsiness to kiss me.", I said jokingly when Andrew was leaving. Cole moved over to me and he pulled me from Dylan.

"Well in that case...", Cole said devilishly and he kissed my lips before Dylan could stop him. He kissed me softly and long until Dylan pulled me back.

"Come on, she's barely conscious. Those painkillers they gave her must be pretty strong. Don't take advantage of it.", Dylan said.

"But look at her face. She looks adorable when she's like this.", Cole said to defend himself.

"Alright let's just go home. I guess we will have to carry her to car. She has been staring at the floor for the last five minutes.", Dylan said and laughed.

Cole placed me to backseat carefully and sat next to me. Dylan was riding the car again. I looked at my fingers which were covered in ice cream and I started to lick my fingers.

"Shhh... Don't lick your fingers... Dylan, when will that drug's effects will end? ", Cole asked as he pulled my hands away from my mouth.

"Heyy.. Don't treat me... Like I was a retarded...", I said slowly.

"Awww you're not retarded. You're just 'special'." Cole said and both brothers laughed.

"Hmph...", I grumbled.

"Shhh...", Cole murmured and started kissing me. I wasn't in a condition to protest, I could barely keep my eyes open. I had a bad feeling about being so defenseless around the brothers.

"I'm sorry, Betty...", Cole said as his lips sealed mine once again.