Chapter 6

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(Emma's POV)

We made it to my house. My back and wrist are still killing me. I try to not touch my back, but i still do.

"are you sure your okay, i can hang out with you still" Scott says.

"i guess you can stay for a bit, only my sisters are home" i tell him while opening the door.

Right away i head to the couch, lay on my stomach and shove my face into a pillow.

Scott pulls the pillow out from underneath me and replaces the pillow with his lap.

"we don't have to talk if you don't want to, we can just sit here" said Scott while he plays with my hair.

I turn my head not facing him, or else my view would be his....

{Scott's so sweet to me} i think to myself.

I hear someone running down the stairs. Its not one person, but two... Nikki and Morgan.

"whats wrong Emma" Nikki assumed.

"my f****** wrist still hurts" i mutter.

"why are you laying on your stomach, you never lay on your stomach" Morgan notices.

"Someone threw a rock at her back when we were out" Scott explains since i didn't feel like talking.

Morgan goes and gets me some ice for my back, while Nikki sits on a lounge chair and turns on the t.v.

Morgan brings over the ice and gave it to Scott. Morgan goes and sits next to Nikki. They turn on MTV and Awkward was on.

Scott lifts up the back of my shirt and applied the ice.

"ahhh" i squeal.

"it's gonna hurt" he reason's.

"it's cold" i tear up.

He takes off the ice and rubs my back. I hear Nikki and Morgan giggle.

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Scott left to go home cause Kira needed him.

"where's Austin" i ask

"he's probably playing Xbox" Nikki assumes.

My mom walks in the house from work.

"why do you have ice on your back?" she asked me.

"Will i went long boarding with Scott and some one threw a rock at my back, and it kills, so does my wrist from the party" i explained

"let me see" she says making her way over.

She moves the ice and see's a huge bruise. Then she checks my wrist.

"your back should be fine, but i think your wrist is broken" she tells me.

"great thats the last thing i want" i complain.

Us sisters go up stairs and change into are pjs. Nikki goes to sleep in her room, as Morgan and I sleep in ares. We have a mini fridge in are room, so i grabbed a ziploc bag and put ice in it, to ice my wrist.

(Morgan's POV)

I hear Emma shuffling in her bed.

"you okay?" i asked.

"no, i can't get comfy" she wines.

"just day dream your dream thats what i do" i tell my sister.

"all i can think about is Scott, and how he might know who it is" she turns over to face me.

"did he tell you"<me

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