The story of a young girl trying to find her way through life, with a rare past, suffering a rare disease, and scared of men, will her five overprotective brothers be her only definition of true happiness? 
This story is about the struggles of a young girl with her four older brothers and her twin figuring out life without their parents and Viviana figuring out how to cope with her rare disease Postural Tachycardia Syndrome (P.O.T.S), PTSD symptoms from a traumatic event. I will be referencing the P.O.T.S disorder from scientific journals that I will reference in parenthesis. 
(warning: includes spanking/discipline of a minor)
Postural tachycardia syndrome is a chronic condition with frequent symptoms of orthostatic intolerance or sympathetic activation and excessive tachycardia while standing, without significant hypotension. Orthostatic symptoms include dizziness, lightheadedness, blurring of vision, near faints, weakness in legs, poor concentration, nausea, and headaches. Somatic symptoms include fatigue, sleep disorder, widespread pain, abdominal pain, and menstrual irregularities. Psychological problems may overlap with physical complaints.  (Sited from Seminars in Pediatric Neurology: ) 

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Protective Love

 I woke up coughing, my chest burning and my eyes tearing up as I struggled to take in a breath. I turn my body so that I’m laying on my right side and look at the clock, 12:56 AM. I rip off the tub in my nose and slowly get up from the bed, not wanting to wake up Dean. I slip on my slippers and turn off the machine, then slowly walk out of the bedroom. I enter the kitchen and flip on the dim lights overhead. I fill up the boiler with water and turn it on to make some hot tea. All the while I am in deep thought, rewinding the day in my mind. I feel a gentle touch on my shoulder, I turn around to see Sam standing behind me with a worried look on his face. 


"Hey there. What are you doing up so late?" He whispers 


I look up at him, it’s almost like it still has not registered in my mind that he is standing right in front of me. The water starts to whistle at that moment and Sam grabs two cups and some chamomile tea from the cupboard and pours the hot water in each cup. 


Chapter 14. Big Mistake