Chapter Thirty Four

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I sat in disappointment on the bathroom counter. Dan leaned over me, tending a black eye and swollen cheek. I squeezed a pillow tightly and glared at the shower head on the other side of the room. I mumbled about how the next time I saw Emma I would beat her to a pulp and teach her not to mess with an American's boyfriend. Dan chuckled at any comment he could hear, and nodded in agreement.

"You're all good now Gwendolyn," Dan smiled and kissed my forehead, "Do you want to go watch something?"

"Yes," I nodded, not taking my eyes off the shower head. I hopped off the counter and followed Dan to the lounge. I trudged over to the couch crease and curled up

"What do you want me to put in?" Dan asked.

"High School Musical," I said, pulling a blanket over me.

Dan popped in the movie and rested next to me.

"Are you okay?" He asked about halfway into the movie, "You haven't said a word, not even to sing a song."

"I'm fine," I grumbled.

He looked at me, disbelief in his eyes, "I'll be right back."

"Okay," I nodded.

Phil walked in and sat on the couch.

"What happened to you?" He asked.

"I got in a fight with Emma," I muttered.

He tensed a bit, "Did you get any hits?"

"I broke her nose," I said proudly.

"Hell yeah, high five," he smiled. We high fived.

Dan walked back in with popcorn and Nutella. I smiled and cuddles up next to him when he say down.

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