Yelling.
It was the first thing I woke up to.
"How could you be so irresponsible? She is your luna and your job is to protect her, not give her pills that humans can't take!"
"I feel horrible."
"And you should! She nearly died! Not only that, but the entire pack will never take her seriously now, she is human as it is!" The voice boomed and I faintly heard crying.
"Man come on, she's so-"
"You are so lucky she is your mate!"
I squeezed my eyes shut. Too many voices. My stomach churned, my throat burned with a lump.
My whole body was limp. Dry. Lifeless.
This took hangover to a whole other level.
My face hurt too and when I touched it, the surface was rough.
I started to cough.
I barely remembered anything. It was all just a big giant blob of blur.
I felt icky and disgusting and in desperate need of a shower.
I tried opening my eyes but the sun burnt, it's rays looking into me.
I whimpered. What the hell did I take last night?
I hated this feeling.
"Hey." My eyes snapped open in fright, despite the pain it created for me. When did he get into the room? A minute ago he was yelling at someone.
He was always yelling at someone and honestly, I was a little thankful it was not me just this once.
I didn't say anything or show any emotion. I only stared at him.
His face was lit by the light streaming in through the curtain. Besides his tattoo, he didn't look like a criminal.
He was beautiful. An angel.
He looked tired though.
He smiled a small smile at me but I didn't smile back. I couldn't move from this hell.
I was so cold though. Did I even have clothes on? Did I have a blanket around me?
My mouth was turning dry, as if I were in a desert with no water. But I was so so cold.
I started to shake. i couldn't control anything that was happening to my body but I was getting scared.
Colton's eye brows furrowed as he watched me shake as if I were having a fit.
"Cold." I choked out and he was instantly at my side.
He was contemplating what he should do. He looked up and down my body, looking so concerned it hurt.
My teeth chattered.
So cold.
He left suddenly, and I felt even colder and unsafe. I needed him here to protect me from evil.
He was an angel.
My fingers were numb and my mind chaotic.
His hands eloped mine again.
"Come on baby." He whispered and lifted me up again.
I clung to his shirt and inclosed myself into his body for warmth. He was so warm. I moaned in appreciation.
There was water running and we were in a bathroom. It was steamy and a good source of heat. He closed the door with his foot.
Colton set me down so I sat at the the edge of the bathtub. I put my head in my hands and leant down on my knees.
Did I do anything stupid last night? I'm not usually a stupid drunk who calls ex's and all that but I'm usually not one to get bad hangover's either.
Things change.
Colton was trying to get my dress off but I wasn't cooperating.
My mind wasn't really responding to what he was saying to me. I only saw his mouth move.
For the first time, he looked really patient though.
"Come on Cora." He tried.
"No." I whined quietly.
He dragged my hands and put them into my lap.
My body was flopping around weakly. Why was I so weak?
He got my dress off that I wore last night after a lot of difficulty.
He jut threw it to the floor and I frowned. I really like that dress.
Carefully and slowly, he spun my body so it was in the bath. I was still in my bra and underwear.
The water engulfed me and it felt amazing.
I lowered myself further into the bath and we both sat there until my chattering died down to a minimum.
I closed my eyes as Colton started to play with my hair. He was crouched next to the tub.
His fingers are like ecstasy, they're so addictive.
I looked over at him and smiled sadly.
"I'm sorry." I whispered sincerely. I'm pretty sure it was my first time apologising to him, even though I'm usually wrong.
But this time, I was sorry. I should never have left and started drinking because I only caused more trouble for Colton.
He shook his head. "I don't care as long as you're okay."
Tears sprung to my eyes and I splashed water around softly.
"Why are you so nice to me?" He looked at me funny and raised an eye brow, as if I were stupid.
I was stupid. I still treated him like a kidnapper, minus the whole kissing thing. But, he wasn't a kidnapper to me anymore, I just didn't want to admit it.
He treat's me like a queen.
"I am just so mean to you." I cried and he tsked and grabbed my head so it was in his rock hard chest.
It was still comfortable. Anything to do with Colton was comfortable. His name spoke comfortable. He- you get it.
"It's okay, you're okay." He repeated over and over again into my ear. His voice was calming. Hypnotising.
"Please don't be angry." I whispered and he smiled at me.
"I promise I'm not angry at you."
"But you are angry?"
He didn't reply but neither did I. I was tired but I knew I had to push on the issue later.
I grabbed a piece of my hair and winced. It was knotty and stuck together by vomit.
Colton jumped up and grabbed shampoo and conditioner from the sink. I wasn't washing my hair right now though. I was too tired.
"Lean back." Colton instructed. I looked at him weirdly and he only raised an eyebrow.
Too tired to fight, I sighed and laid back and Colton squeezed shampoo into his hand before putting it into my hair.
I moaned at the feeling.
He continued to massage it and wash it until it was clean again.
He only has to do something like this to make me feel all warm and bubbly inside.
"You're good at this." I commented, which earned me a chuckle.
"I've had a lot of practise."
My eyes snapped open and I turned to glare at him.
What the hell kind of comment was that? 'A lot of practise'? What did he do, wash other girls freaking pubes?!
He laughed loudly, clearly at my jealousy and put his hands up defensively.
"My sister!" He laughed and my eyes softened.
Good you lil shit, it better be your sister.
"You have a sister?" I asked. Maybe that's why he was so good with Cody.
His face suddenly turned serious.
"Had."
I made an 'o' shape with my mouth and turned back around.
Curiosity killed the cat, Cora.
I should have just shut up and not made a comment about the whole 'practise' thing.
Maybe the blue room was hers! It would explain a random blue room in the house.
He continued to string his hands through my hair, making sure every inch of vomit was out.
It was only now that I was more awake did I realise I was only in my bra and underwear.
At least they were pretty lacy ones.
I did feel the sudden need to cover up a little bit.
"She was only 3." He whispered and I felt my chest tighten. Cody was basically 3. She could have been Cody.
Colton chuckled.
"She was such a brat as well. I may have been 18 but she was always finding ways to get me in trouble. One time she spilt lemonade in her dinner and when I went to the toilet, she swapped our plates and told mum and dad that I did. I got scolded about responsibly for weeks." He laughed and I laughed with him.
I liked the sound of this laugh. I never really got to see the side to Colton that shows emotions or memories.
It was a nice change to not be the sad one for once.
I turned to face him, cross legged in the bath tub.
"What was her name?"
"You won't believe me." He stated challengingly.
I furrowed my eye brows in curiosity.
"Her name was Cora."
I gasped and then smiled wildy. I'm pretty sure my eyes lit up. I was kind of honoured in a way.
"Swear?"
"I swear." He chuckled and I smiled again. I'd never met anyone with that name and this was all just such a huge coincidence.
"Oh my god." I stated breathlessly. It was so weird.
Colton leaned over the edge of the bath tub and softly caressed my non damaged side of my face. He stared at my lips as he did it.
I felt the urge to reach over and see what his lips tasted like over and over again.
"It's a beautiful name." He stated affectionately and my breathe caught in my throat.
He smiled that genuine smile I only see ever so often.
"I really like you Colton."
It just slipped out.
It may have been the influence of alcohol and drugs plus my really vulnerable state after he shared something with me, but it was out and I couldn't take it back.
His hand stopped and his body tensed.
Stupid.
His face dropped and his eyes went wide.
Stupid.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
"I-I don't know what I'm saying. I just- alcohol- Could you get me a towel?" I muttered and looked down.
This has got to be the most embarrassing thing I have ever experienced in my life.
He kidnapped me, for gods sake! That doesn't mean he is in love with or will ever be in love with me!
So stupid!
He stood in front of me with a fluffy pink towel I told him was now mine when I first came here.
Slowly I got up from the bath but as soon as I did, my head went light and I slipped.
Colon grabbed me just before I hit the bottom which I was entirely thankful for because that could've really freaking hurt.
His breath fanned my face and we both stared into each other's eyes until I remembered I was suppose to be humiliated.
"Uh, thanks." I said, breathless from the fall and how close Colton's face was to mine.
Droplets of water trickled down my back and tickled my stomach.
Colton nodded and then smirked, like he knew something I didn't.
I was going to raise an eyebrow but I didn't get a chance before Colton kissed me.
Oh.
His arm was still wrapped around my waist and he used the other to lift me out of the bath fully.
I gasped but he didn't use the advantage to deepen the kiss, instead, he stopped kissing me all together, leaving me in a kind of daze.
He chuckled and kissed my check.
"You have no idea how that makes me feel." He breathed into my ear before wrapping the towel securely around my body.
He pressed me against him for the added warmth.
"Hungry?" I nodded straight away.
Hell yes I was hungry.
I turned to the mirror and winced. My whole left cheek was bruised and grazed. Dry blood was everywhere.
It looked horrible.
That would probably scar and it's so ugly. My face will be so ugly.
Colton stood behind me and inclosed me between him and the sink by bracing his hands either side of me.
"It won't scar." He said confidently, as if reading my mind and I gave him a look saying 'thanks for trying but no thanks'.
"I promise." He smirked.
"Don't be stupid Colton. Why would you promise something like that? Look how deep the grazes are." I said sadly.
"Have I ever broken a promise?"
I thought about it. He hadn't really. But still, you can't promise something like that
"Go get dressed and meet me downstairs." He instructed before pushing me towards the door.
He whacked my ass softly on my way out.
When I turned to look at him, he was smiling cheekily at me. I pointed a finger at him.
"If you ever touch my ass again, I will personally chop off your balls and feed them to donkeys."
His smile grew and I walked out feeling a little more like myself.
I felt a lot better and it was all because of Colton.
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I strolled down the stairs slowly, making sure I didn't trip or anything. My recovery was unbelievable though.
A normal hangover for me can take days to get ride of, this one was off the charts and Im better within a few hours.
It was crazy.
I was crazy.
Did I seriously tell Colton I liked him? He's a criminal! I've never even had sex!
And what did he mean by his weird mysterious comment 'you have no idea how that makes me feel'?
Crazy, I tell you.
I made it down the stairs in one piece and smelt pancakes.
Oh
My
God
Why does Colton have to be so perfect? He even knows I like pancakes when I have a hangover!
I grinned and started to skip to heaven, also known as the kitchen. Half way there, I saw Stacy through a door, sitting on a couch while Trey crouched in front of her.
It looked like he was trying to soothe her.
How could I be stupid enough to forget she was with me at the party? She's the one who took me! I didn't even make sure she was okay and not dead!
I walked into the room and 2 pairs of eyes snapped my way. It was actually really uncomfortable.
"Uh, hey, Stac. Are you okay?" I asked.
Her eyes were blood shot but it looked like she'd been crying rather than drinking.
She quickly sniffled and laughed it off.
"I'm fine, thank you, do you need help with anything?" She smiled gracefully and talked too formally, like she were serving me at a shop and I wasn't basically her best friend.
I looked at her awkwardly as she held a fake smile. I looked at Trey who had his head down.
Okay........
"Um, I'm fine? Have you been crying?" I asked sadly and started to walk over to her but she put her hand out to stop me.
"Honestly, there's no need to fuss, go and enjoy your breakfast." She smiled but it was faltering.
"I jus-"
"Honestly." She spoke weakly and I saw tears prick her eyes.
What was wring with her? Why was she talking to me like I was a stranger? Did she think I blamed her for what happened to me? I didn't!
She wasn't to know that those kind of pills would be too strong for me! She probably takes them all the time and assumed my body would fit them.
Pills aren't for everyone.
"Um, okay." I said sadly and gave both her and Trey one last glance before leaving the room.
Trey couldn't even look at me.
What the hell? I thought we were becoming pretty good friends considering the whole 'I'll kill you' thing.
I walked in a daze to the kitchen and plopped onto a bar stool.
Maybe her and Trey were still trying to sort their stuff out and it wasn't really about me at all.
That has to be it.
I was annoying them! I'm good at that. I must've walked in on a really bad time.
"Hey, what's up?" Colton waved in my face and I realised I had been day dreaming.
"N- I don't...know." I stated sadly and he frowned.
"Did something happen while you were changing? Did you miss me too much?" He teased and I offered him a small smile for trying to lighten the mood.
I looked out the kitchen door towards where Stacy and Trey sat.
"Stacey's acting strange." I muttered.
"Strange how?" Colton asked curiously as he wiped down the benches with a blue cloth.
It was weird watching Colton clean because he never did. I tried to picture him as a servent or butler.
He could butler me any day.
Yeah, I don't know.
I'll keep blaming the alcohol.
"She's just, I don't know. Acting...different?"
Colton tensed a little before placing a pile of pancakes in front of me. In front of that were different toppings like bananas, strawberries, blueberries, lemon, sugar, jam, Nutella, maple syrup and of course, Ice cream.
The bubbly sent filled my nose and I sighed in contempt.
Colton was about to say something when I heard a familiar voice echo throughout the house.
"Shortstuff!" Smarties shouted and I smiled before jumping out of my seat.
"Smarties!" I ran to him and jumped him. He literally fell to the ground and I giggled when he made an 'oomph' noise.
"Sorry but Colton and I have this rule where ugly people can't come into the house." I teased as I straddled his back.
He chuckled. "Damn, then why is Trey here?" I laughed and got off him.
"Because Trey buys me ice cream!" I said like a child, causing us both to laugh.
Suddenly he started to look up and down my body, like he were studying it.
"Yeah, you definitely need to lay off the ice cream for a while."
I gasped in shock. "Are you calling me fat?"
He put his hands up defensively. 'Hey, you said it, not me."
I laughed and punched his arm. "You're such an asshole."
He really was.
Suddenly he turned serious and looked at my face.
"What the hell happened to you?"
Oh man, I forgot about that. I smiled cheekily,"You should see the other girl."
Smarties smiled and shook his head like I was a total idiot, which I was.
We both chuckled before heading towards the kitchen. Neither of us realised Colton was standing there until we looked at the doorway.
His arms were crossed over his chest and his face was blank and actually a little challenging.
I smiled at him but he didn't smile back. He didn't smile at all. He was staring at Smarties like having inner thoughts with him.
Smarties lowered his head.
"Your pancakes are getting cold." Colton stated and I nodded awkwardly in appreciation.
The house was just full of tension today!
I couldn't help but feel like I was missing out on something whenever I was around everyone.
They always stared at each other or randomly started to chuckle like they were having a private joke.
It was actually really annoying and I hated it.
I grumpily made my way to the couch and watched tv, after I finished all my breakfast. Colton had dissapeared in the room with everyone else, but i decided not to go in ebcause I wasn't in the mood to be left out, again.
Colton joined me soon after a random movie started.
"I really want to finish my education." I told him and he sighed.
He casually draped his arm across the back of the sofa.
"I know but there are only so many things I can do at a time."
"But will you eventually? Try, I mean?"
He looked at me with a pointed expression before becoming defeated.
"I'll try and get a tutor or something, okay?"
I grinned and nodded enthusiastically.
That was perfect. I could wake up whenever I wanted. I could eat whenever I wanted. It was the perfect school life.
Colton switched positions so he was kneeling in front of me. He put his hands on my thighs and gently ran his hand along my knee cap. His touch was gentle, his hands holding mysteries.
His face was in deep thought.
"By the way, I really like you too Cora. You have no idea how much I really like you."
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THANK YOU @sixx1326 for making the cover on the side :)