Addylin's POV

I wake up with strong arms around me.

I must of fell asleep through the movie Cole picked out. I turn my head and see his face relaxed and his eyes closed.

I can't believe he's my boyfriend.

He has such a hot body.

I get out of bed and slowly open the door, before heading down the hall to Cole's kitchen. I open the fridge and scowl at the emptiness. I then open the pantry, still disappointed there wasn't much food, but smiled because I saw the container of cookies I gave him. It made me smile, because it was nearly empty.

He likes my cookies.

I shut the pantry and just decide to make him and myself a cup of coffee. Once I do, head back to the bedroom and I place the coffees on his bedside table and then crawl back into bed.

I gasp as I'm suddenly, under him and am being choked. "Cole," I manage to get out. His eyes open and he immediately lets go of me. I cough, trying to regain my breath.

He gets off me and runs his fingers through his hair. "Shit, Addylin I'm so sorry."

"It's okay," I croak. "A-are you okay?"

"That doesn't matter," he says, sitting beside me. His fingers gently run across my neck. "Fuck."

"What?" I whisper.

"Your neck is bruising," he says. "I feel horrible Addylin."

"What caused you to act like that?" I ask. "Is it why you go to therapy?"

"I have nightmares," he admits. "About how I got these." He points to his face. I lift my hand and stroke his cheek. He closes his eyes breathing in. "I got kidnapped when I was sixteen."

"Y-you don't have to tell me," I say.

He nods. "I do."

"O-okay," I whisper.

"So I was kidnapped and held for two years," he explains. "They tortured me verbally and physically."

"Are they in prison?" I ask timidly.

"Some in prison, some dead," he states. "By the time I was free, nobody could touch me or I would freak out and hurt them. Ma sent me to therapy to help that. I have other scars, they are just hidden underneath all my tattoos."

"And that's why you choked me," I say.

He nods. "When people surprise me I still attack."

"I like your tattoos," I admit. "My favourite is the angel wings."

"Those don't cover anything," he says. "They are for my father."

"Why Angel wings?" I ask.

"His name was Angelo," he says.

"That's cute," I murmur.

"Have you got a tattoo?" He asks.

I blush. "Yes."

Okay it's super embarrassing, but I have a daisy on my inner thigh. I was super drunk with Jade one night and we joked that when I did finally have sex I would open like a flower.

"Where?" He asks. "Can I see it?"

"No," I whisper. "And it's on my inner thigh."

His eyes widen. "Really? What is it?"

"It's a daisy," I answer.

"For a pet named daisy?" He guesses.

I blush again. "No."

He squints his eyes. "For a boyfriend named Daisy?"

"No," I giggle. "I got it while I was drunk," I huff.

He laughs. "You? Drunk?"

"Its a rare occurrence," I mumble.

"I'd love to see that," he murmurs. He leans over and placed a soft kiss on my lips. He then sniffs. "I smell coffee."

"Oh yeah I made coffee," I mumble. "You need more food."

I get up and hand Cole his cup of coffee. He takes a sip and moans. "Fuck that's good."

"Your welcome," I say, sitting beside him.

"And for the food comment, I don't buy food, cause I can't cook," he claims. "I just buy pre-prepared food."

I scowl at him. "That's not good for your health."

He laughs and kisses my nose. "That's why I have you now."

I smile a little and sip at my coffee. "I can teach you."

"Why teach me, when you can feed me," he says, smiling.

I shake my head, giggling. "I'm not gonna be here every night."

"You could be," he says. "Maybe I want to have you over for dinner every night."

"Well maybe I have plans," I tease. He chuckles and leans over kissing me. I touch his arm and slowly add tongue, his dancing with mine. We pull away breathless and smiling.

God, Cole is so perfect!