Chapter 6

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*Andy's POV*
I was making a sandwich, when my phone started to ring, I picked up on the 2nd ring, it was Brae, I wonder what's up, she supposed to be in class. "A-A-Andy c-c-can you p-p-pick me u-up" she croaked as soon as I picked up, "princess what's wrong?" I asked clearly worried, what has happened ?, she sounds so distraught, my poor princess, "n-nothing. J-j-just p-please p-pick me up" she croaked, if it wasn't nothing she wouldn't be crying this hard, "I'll be 2 minutes princess" I said grabbing my keys and heading to my car, I ended the call and speeded to the school.
2 minutes later and I stopped right in front of her, she looked terrible. 3 teenage boys were around her, one had his arms around her while she was crying her eyes out, I'm  guessing they were friends although her brothers would freak if they saw his arms around her. I ran over to Brae and placed her on my lap, "Sssshhh Princess, sssshhh what's wrong?" I asked trying to calm her down, "i-i-it's a-all m-my f-f-fault" she croaked, "what's your fault, Brae?" I was confused, what was her fault, I don't think she has done something so bad that she would be like this.
"t-the c-c-crash, t-their d-d-death, i-if i-it w-wasn't for m-me , my -mum and d-dad w-would still be alive" she stuttered, her voice croaky from crying so much, "it wasn't your fault, you didn't cause it-"  she cut me off  "Yes! It was! if I didn't distract Dad then we wouldn't have flipped over that stupid car, and they still would be alive! I should of died not them, they didn't deserve it" She shouted. "Don't raise your voice at me! It wasn't! Don't say that, You shouldn't of been the one to die! end of discussion, we will talk with he rest but we need to get you home- ok?" I assured and snapped at her, although she was hurting, it doesn't mean she can raise her voice, it wasn't her fault tho, I wonder what made her think that it was, we will find out when we get home and her brothers are home.
She nodded and I picked her up, took her to my car and placed her in the passenger. I looked at the boys that were originally here, they looked worried and shocked. That's weird, they look like the boys from the track, I ran around to the drivers side and we took off.

We got back to her house, she was asleep and her brothers were home. I got out and picked her up and went in, making sure not to wake her. I just walked in, this place is like my second home, I spend too much time here with the Winston family, they are family. I've known them for years, Adam and I have been best friends since we were 4, so I watched all of the boys and Brae grow up into who they are now.

As soon as I walked in her brothers walked out of the living room, and their faces went from happy to sad to angry to confusion in the space of 10 seconds. "What the hell happened?" Ethan scowled, I shrugged, making my way upstairs "I have no idea, she phoned me 12 minutes ago, she was extremely upset" I said as I entered her room, her brothers following. I placed her on the bed and kissed her forehead, the brothers doing the same.
"What did she say when you picked her up?" Noah asked
Oh how to explain this! "When I got there she was in the park lot crying her eyes out ... she kept saying it was all her fault, the car crash, she said she should have died not her parents" I unfortunately had to repeat, the brothers looked like they were going to cry, "except I don't think that was all, that she was upset about" I said, what happened? Why was she thinking this now? I don't know. My poor princess.
By now all brothers were sitting down.
"I think there is something behind this, we will talk to her when she wakes up" Miles said trying to hold back tears. "I've got to get going but can you call me when she wakes up?" I was needing to get to work, "yeah man, thanks for picking her up" Adam said in a grateful tone, I really hope my princess is ok. I got up and bro hugged all'em and left.

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Word count - 789
Kinda short compared to the rest

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