Chloe's POV

You rest your head back against the seat and close your eyes. Your head is pounding, your foot is throbbing, and you feel like you're gonna puke up your stomach.

You guys come to a stop and you open your eyes. You were at this huge house. It must be Dylan's.

You would love to explore the house but you're just way to tired.

"Hey Dad? What time is it?" You ask.

"It's... just about 10:30"

You nod your head.

"Don't worry, you can sleep at Dylan's. You've been up all night." He says.

"Thank you."

Dad parks the car and gets out. He goes around to your side and opens your door and carries you in the house while Emma gets your crutches from the trunk.

Dylan opened the door with a smile on his face, but then saw you and his smile immediately turns into a frown.

"Are you okay? What did you do? How did this happen?" Dylan asked sounding quite concerned.

"I stepped on a razor and tore up stuff in my foot and I needed surgery."

"Here, come here." He said as he took you out of Dad's arms and carried you over to the couch and lied you down. Then he got a pillow and carfully and gently lifted up your leg and put the pillow underneath it and placed your leg gently on top of the pillow.

You thanked him and closed your eyes.

You heard Dad and Emma come in the house and sit on the couches around you having a quite conversation with each other because they can see that you're tired and trying to sleep.

Dylan brought Emma upstairs and told her that she should probably get some sleep or at least rest a bit because she's had a long night. He walked down a few minutes later.

You started to drift away to sleep but you suddenly jerk your upper body up a bit. You felt a sharp pain in your stomach. It felt like you were being stabbed. You whined at the pain trying not to scream.

Dad and Dylan jumped up from where they're sitting and came by your side.

Dad was supporting your back.

"Chloe what happened? What's wrong?" Dad asked concerned.

"Ngggggggg m-my stomach mmmmmmm." You said while groaning in pain.

"Dyl, do me a favour, go get some water and fill up a water bottle with hot water." Dad said to Dylan.

Then Dad ran to the front door and was getting something in his jacket. You was to busy being in extreme pain to care.

He came back with a pill bottle and started reading it, then he opened it and pulled one out.

Dylan came back with 2 water bottles. He opened one and handed it to me.

"This should make pain go away. It's just Advil." Dad said to me and he put the pill in my hand.

You downed the pill and gave the water back to Dylan.

He gave Dad the other water bottle, and put the one that you gave to him on the coffee table behind him.

Dad gently pushed you back down a bit just so you were lying down again.

He pulled up your shirt a bit, just above your belly button and put the water bottle on your lower stomach.

It took away quite a lot of the pain.

You lied back down fully and relaxed a bit.

"Thank you guys." You said really quitely because you were just so exhausted from everything that's happened.

"No problem." They both said.

"Goodnight baby. Sleep well." Dad said then kissed your forehead.