Aaron nods. "A bath. Let's go."

He walks out of the room, heading to make my bath. Owen tucks me to his—still bare—chest, rocking me back and forth softly. My sobs calm down, just as I do in his arms. He brushes my hair and lets me lean against him.

"You did so good, darling. Do you believe me?" I nod slightly, closing my eyes. The exhaustion is dawning on me, I could fall asleep just like this. "Darling? Still alive?" I hear him chuckle. I sigh and slap his arm, but it's so weak I doubt he feels it.

Ethan comes closer, I can feel it. His lips hover over my hand, pressing light kisses on it. I giggle. Jordan is playing with my rings on my other hand, and it makes me feel loved and cared for. 

These are my guys. They're sweet, and they love me so much.

Aaron comes back in the room and steals me from Owen. I melt in his arms and snuggle into his chest. He's warm...

"Your bath is ready, sunbeam. You want us to join?" Joy spreads through me and I squeal. "Yes!" He chuckles, "A bit excited, aren't we?" 

I nod. He calls after the guys and sets me down on the floor. I hazily smile up at him. He's very sweet.

He cautiously lets go of my waist, but my legs give out and he quickly catches me again. "Woah, where are you going?" he mutters. I shrug, my mind set on the bath. It looks really hot and I'm dying to relax in it.

The others come in, making me sweetly smile at them. They look so good... My mind is still a fug, which makes it hard to think of anything else than them.

Aaron chuckles. "You ready for your bath?" I nod, but snuggle into his chest. It's weird that his skin is soft, but his chest is hard because of the muscles under it. I play with his finger. "Why are you so handsome?" I mumble.

Ethan comes up behind me. I whine when he takes me away from Aaron, but then he turns me around and I smile. "And you're handsome too! And you too! And you too!" I babble happily when I point at the others. Ethan grins. "Yeah, you're lucky."

I nod. I am lucky.

Aaron sinks down in the water, after which Ethan slowly lowers me into the bathtub too. I yelp when the heat engulfs me, but slowly relax after. Aaron tucks me close, taking care I don't drown. I'm not sure I have enough energy to hold my head above the water myself.

Owen sits down next to use, and Ethan and Jordan follow. I squeal, happy. "Group hug!" I pull them all in for a hug, causing them to chuckle. Jordan kisses my cheek while we're still in the hug. "You're cute when you're absolutely exhausted."

I shrug. Not sure. I sink a bit lower, until only my head isn't under water. Wow, they look so tall from this angle...

"Ethan, switch places with Jordan," I order. He frowns. "I can't deny this doesn't hurt, princess. Want me gone?" He pouts, but obeys me. I shake my head. "No, but Aaron looks so small next to you," I giggle. 

Aaron groans and bites my collar bite. "Little brat." I yelp and squirm away from him. My nose gets under water, making me cough. But my mouth is under water too, and I choke on the water. 

Luckily, Jordan quickly picks me up. "Jesus, baby. Try to at least stay alive," he sighs. I frown. Sta alive? Was I dying?

My mind wanders to the thought of death. It seems scary, and I don't want it. But Owen did... I struggle to get free out of Jordan's arms and when I manage, I gasp, "Owen!"

He startles and frowns, quickly catching me when I launch myself in his arms. I start crying. He can't try that ever again! "D-don't go," I sob.

Owen grips my chin, making me look up at him. "I'm not going anywhere, darling. Don't be scared, I'm right here." I'm still sobbing, but his words calm me down.

"You can't," I whisper. He shakes his head, but I see confusion in his eyes. I try to find words to explain it, but suddenly realize how stupid I am acting. My shoulders slump and I slowly let go of him, heading to sit on my own.

My cheeks burn. Oh gosh, I'm so embarrassing. Owen pulls me back on his lap. "What's wrong, darling? You're upset about something, aren't you? Tell me," he demands. I sigh.

"But... it's silly," I whisper. He shrugs. "Still, tell me." I sigh again, but I guess I don't really have a choice. "I was a bit drowning just now, and I was thinking of death and how I don't want it, but you wanted it."

Tears jump back in my eyes when I think of the events. He frowns and tucks me to his chest. "I can't deny I did, but I can tell you I don't want it anymore. Because you, my sweet Scarlett, you are way too good for me. You love me, and I'm so happy with that. Thank you."

I swallow down my sobs. I'm not gonna cry because of this. Nah uh. "Okay," I whisper. I look around and frown. "Hey. Where is Elijah? It doesn't take that long to Dallas home, right? He lives five streets from here."

They exchange glances and smirk. "He'll be home any second, baby," Jordan assures me. I shrug and snuggle into Owen's chest. Hm...

I catch Aaron texting someone, probably Elijah, and frown at his phone. He smiles and shows me the screen. I smile, seeing it is Elijah he's texting. I'm happy he has no problem showing me who he texts, because it's not like I don't trust them. It's just that there are way too many girls who are drooling over them.

But they're mine. Hehe.

Elijah comes in. My eyes widen. That's fast!

"Hey! You missed something," I grin and reach for him. Instead of picking me up, he kneels next to the bathtub. He takes on hand in mine, playing with my fingers. I smile at the gentle movements and close my eyes.

"Oh yeah? What did I miss?" he grins. I shrug and yawn. I'm the others will inform him. And if he really wants to know, he shouldn't have gone away. His own fault.

"Oh, sweetheart. Your hair is a mess. Let me braid it again, yeah?" he softly asks. I nod and smile, happy he wants to. My hair sticks to my face and neck, it's really icky. 

He stands up and looks around. "Where the fuck are your things? Like, those things to bind your hair," he mutters and looks around. I frown. How does he not know the name? "You mean my scrunchies?"

He nods. "Yeah. Yeah, that. Where are they?" I shrug and point to the dresser. He nods and walks to it. He looks at me with a calculating look, then turns and walks to my closet.

I frown. "Elijah? What are you doing?" He comes back with my PJ's and nods. He picks a scrunchie and walks back in the bathroom. Owen places a kiss on my neck. 

Elijah kneels next to the bed again and shows me the scrunchie. It's a red one, one that matches with my PJ's. I smile. He has a feeling for fanciness.

"I like it when it matches. Now turn around so I can braid your hair, sweetheart." I nod and turn around, leaning my head on Owen's shoulder that's closest to Elijah. I'm so tired I can't hold my own head up.

Ethan smiles at me. "Are we a bit tired?" I nod and yawn again. Elijah grunts. "Don't move your head, or I'll mess up." 

I giggle, but keep my head still. Slowly, my eyes close a bit. Aaron kisses my hand. "Are you going to sleep?"

I'm tempted to nod, but remember just in time Elijah won't like that. So, I mumble a yes. 

"If you can wait, we can snuggle into bed," Jordan brings in. I frown, frustrated. "Shut up," I slur and close my eyes.

With the feeling of being lifted and a silk robe against my skin, I fall asleep.