Pretty Girl came back in a matter of seconds. She ran around to the front of me, and whimpered. She knew something was wrong. The boys came slowly walking out talking about something. I turned to look at them, but quickly turned back. I pulled my body closer putting my arms around my knees, and put my head on my knees. I heard the three boys walk up, and around to the front of me. I feel a hand on my shoulder, I look up to find Jordan knelled in front of me, I feel a tear roll down my face. Austin and Nathan look at each other, But Jordan just stays there looking at me. “Guys…I…I have something to say.” There was a silence, so I continued. “Pretty Girl was licking my leg, and well…she found this.” I showed them the grouse scratch on my leg. “Did they get ya?” Jordan asks with his hand still on my shoulder. “I don’t think so. I don’t remember getting this close to one. I think I may of happen when the ceiling collapsed.” I answered sobbing. “Well, We are going to have to keep a close eye on you.” I look at him with big eyes. “So you not gonna kill me?” I say crying harder. “Hell no!” He said pulling me up to my feet, and into his arms. “I love you with all my heart!” He said squeezing me tighter. “Your like my family!” He said I squeeze him tighter trying to calm down. “You…you have to promise me something though.” He loosed his grip, but still had his hands on my waist. He looked into my eyes, and said, “I know what you’re going to say, Nichole. Honestly, I don’t think I would be able to do it…but, if that what you would want. I would force myself, I mean me myself would want it to be done to.” I could feel my bottom lip start to quiver as I hugged him again.
He continued to hug me while I cried which lasted for a pretty long time. I pulled away, and whipped my tears off my face. II took a look around, and it was getting dark really fast. The other two boys had gone inside a while ago. I didn’t notice because I had my face buried in Jordan’s neck crying. I feel something brush my legs, and I look down to see Pretty Girl hitting my leg with her, and Rufus standing beside her. I pet them both, and then Jordan says, “Hey, we better get inside its getting dark.” I nodded, and pat my leg motioning Pretty Girl and Rufus to follow, they obediently listen. Jordan walks by my side tell be get inside. “Does you water still work?” I ask. “As far as I know, yea. You can go take a shower if you want.” He says sweetly. “Yea…that would be nice.” I reply.
I walk to the closet where he put my backpack; I grabbed it and went to the bathroom. I turn on the hot water, and found some clothes to wear. Short shorts, and a tank top. Ugh, the boys will just have to deal with it. I grab my Shampoo, Conditioner and Razor and get in the shower. I decide to take my time because I have nothing better to do. I mean its 6 o’clock, I don’t feel like going to sleep yet. I strip, and get into the shower. I shave first, and then massage shampoo into my scalp. I wash it out, and do the same with conditioner. I lean out of the shower, and grab my body soap, and clean up with that. I make sure I cleaned my cut really good, and I get out, found a towel and wrapped it around me. I dry my hair with another towel, and just let it hang freely. I pull on my clothes and put away all my shower supplies. I walk out of the bathroom, Put my backpack in the closet and, walk out into the living room to see the couch folded out in to a bed. I lay down on the right side of the bed on my stomach, and I put my forehead on my arms. A few minutes pass, and I feel the bed shift to my left. Some sat down beside me, “Are you doing okay?” I hear a low whisper ask. I can’t make out which one of the boys it is. I lift my head, the lights are off, I most have dozed off, because now there is a blanket on me. “Umm…Yea, Shower felt good.” “Well, sense you haven’t turned yet. Pretty sure you are good. It takes 5 minutes to change, and it’s been a while.” The voice replied back. “Thank god.” I replied relived, “I’m going to go get in now then I’m going to come back out here, and lay with you. Is that okay?” The voice asked. “Yea…that perfectly fine.” I say. The bed shifted back to normally, and the footsteps faded away. I clicked the side of my watch, which flicked a soft light on, and the time read 8 o’clock. The light flicked off by it self.