Piper
This morning, I woke up in Caleb's bed. I was wearing one of his hoodies that conveniently ended about two inches above my knees. For the record, I didn't sleep with Caleb. And I don't mean sleep as in do the dirty. I mean innocent sleep. We did not innocently sleep together. Or do the dirty.
That sounds weird. But my point is; Caleb went back to his grandma's and I slept in his room. I can't exactly sleep in my room, since its completely destroyed. I have no idea where Mason slept. Anyways, back to Caleb and I. Before he left, we ate our Poptarts. But he kept calling me 'Poptart.' Its a cute nickname; until Wyatt comes in and says, "You just love eating her." I threw my Poptart at his face, then he smashed a Poptart on my head.
Eventually it ended up being a food fight. Caleb and I against Wyatt. We did not play fairly. But he started it with the dirty comment. So I had to shower since there was marshmallows in my hair from the s'mores flavored Poptarts. But since I decided to destroy my room, I didn't have any clothes. I borrowed a pair of Kat's shorts; but since its Kat, they're extremely short. So they don't even show under Caleb's hoodie.
Which brings me to the kitchen. After waking up, I wanted more Poptarts. So I went to get Poptarts. Apparently, Caleb didn't like my attire. "What the hell are you wearing?!" he exclaimed.
I stopped reaching for the box of Poptarts and turned around to face my mate. "Uh... You're hoodie?" I said- but of course, it sounds like a question.
"Where are your pants?" he asked.
I sighed and quickly grabbed the last box of Poptarts. "We need more Poptarts" I mumbled. Caleb was just staring at me as he waited for me to answer his question. "There are shorts under the hoodie. I'm not just in my underwear" I informed him.
Caleb's eyes quickly darkened and started flashing back and forth from their natural blue color to almost pitch black. He clenched his jaw and backed away from me. I watched as he slowly gained his control back. He's getting better at it, but its difficult for him. I've noticed it last night. Sometimes he needs to take a few moments to get himself calmed down. It was mostly when he was angry or aroused.
"I'm sorry" I said quietly. It probably wasn't smart to mention myself in underwear.
After a while, he sighed and walked up to me. By instinct, I cowered away. He frowned and slowed down his pace. I closed my eyes, telling myself that Caleb wouldn't hurt me. "Poptart" Caleb whispered. I felt his warm hand on my cheek, and I flinched away from the contact. "Breathe" he instructed softly.
He won't hurt me. I chanted in my head as I took in a deep breath of air. His scent filled my nose and my body immediately relaxed. Caleb softly stroked my cheek; and I found myself leaning into his hand. I slowly opened my eyes to meet his blue ones. "You're safe here" he reminded me quietly.
I slowly nodded my head. "I know. I'm sorry" I said. I feel bad for freaking out in front of him. And I know that it pains him when I get scared; especially when I get scared of him. It's not that I'm afraid of Caleb. Its just reflex to run and flinch. I can't help it.
Caleb softly kissed my forehead, letting his lips linger for a second or two. "Don't be sorry. Its not your fault" he whispered as he looked into my eyes.
"Whoa!" someone exclaimed. I jumped at the new voice. Looking behind Caleb, I saw a male blonde a couple of inches taller than me. "Didn't mean to interrupt anything" he said with a smirk.
My mate sighed and slowly turned around to face the guy. Caleb gently wove his arm around my waist, trying not to scare me. He kissed my temple and moved lower to whisper in my ear. "Take deep breaths. I can hear your heartbeat" he spoke lowly, so the guy couldn't hear him. I took a deep breath through my nose, then shakily let it out my mouth.
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