Blair's world turns upside down when she moves in with the Walter boys-especially when Cole Walter enters the picture.
[Based on tv show]
[Cole Walter x female!oc]
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Chapter 16 | Confessions
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𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐍 the bathroom, his face in concentration as he tried to clean up the scar from where Alex had hit him. I couldn't help but feel a surge of protectiveness and concern as I watched him. I stepped closer, determined to get to the bottom of it all.
"What happened, Cole?" I asked, my voice tinged with a mix of worry and insecurity. I reached out and took the cloth from his hand, gently wiping at the angry mark on his skin. He looked at me, his eyes filled with a surge of emotions.
"What's the real reason he hit you?" I asked, searching his eyes for an answer.
Taking a deep breath, Cole hesitated before speaking. "He told me I didn't deserve you, and the sad part is, he's right. I don't deserve you," he confessed, his voice heavy with self-doubt. "And that's why I realize you don't want this," he continued, gesturing between us.
My heart ached at his words. "Cole," I murmured softly, my hand stilling on his cheek.
"No, Blair, it's the truth," he insisted, his eyes filled with self-doubt. "What have I got? I'm just Cole Walter, the screw-up who messes around with girls," he admitted, his frustration shown.
"Don't say that, Cole," I said, my voice tinged with sadness. "If you just stopped for a minute and actually believed in yourself, you'd realize how much you've got going for you," I urged, my eyes searching his for understanding.
"I'm sorry," he murmured, his gaze dropping.
"It's just... I've never felt like this before, and I don't know what to do about it. It's all so confusing," he admitted, his vulnerability shining through.
"You'll figure it out, Cole," I reassured him, my heart aching at the depth of his turmoil. I gave his hand a gentle squeeze before turning to leave the room, giving him the space he needed to process everything.
As I walked away, I couldn't shake the feeling of longing and uncertainty that lingered in the air between us. But as I glanced back at him, I couldn't help but hope that maybe, just maybe, our feelings would eventually find their way to each other.
