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

“Vi…” Sam whispers in my ear, gently shaking my shoulder to try to wake me up. 


“..Hmmm…” I groan and slowly peel open my eyes. The bright light bothers my eyes and is giving me a headache, so I close my eyes again. 


“Vi, sweetie, come on. Wake up.” Sam runs his hand through my hair, “Breakfast is ready downstairs.” 


“Okay baby.” Sam throws the blankets off of me, turns off my breathing machine, takes my tube out and lifts me up in his arms. 


Chapter 15. Cody’s Questionable Behavior