Coffee Shop [C]

Chapter sixteen

Angelo woke up to the sound of rhythmic beeping. He let out a small groan as he attempted to open his eyes. He whimpered at the bright light.

"Angelo." Angelo squinted, looking to his right. "Oh god baby."

"Chrissy." Angelo giggled, flinching as pain radiated across his neck.

"Yes baby it's me." Chris sighed, gently cupping Angelo's cheek. "You've been asleep for like three days." Angelo nodded, looking up at the ceiling. He let out a small sigh as the past days entered his mind. "Are you okay? I should get a nurse."

"No." Angelo stated. "I just... I just want you to stay with me for now." Chris nodded, gently gripping Angelo's hand. "What happened?"

"What do you remember?" Chris asked, gently rubbing circles on the back of Angelo's hand.

"He took me and... Did things." Angelo whimpered. He gently touched his neck, closing his eyes. "Is it... Will it scar?"

"Yes." Chris whispered. "But it won't be too bad, and I think you can cover it with something." Angelo nodded, pushing himself up. Chris helped him sit up, kissing his cheek. Angelo flinched from him, tears forming in his eyes. "I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault." Angelo mumbled. Chris nodded, letting out a small sigh.

"Chris." Angelo whispered, holding his hand out to the older man.

"Yes sweetie."

"Take me home." Chris nodded, pulling his phone out and texting Devin.

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Chris helped Angelo stumbled into the living room, laying him on the couch. Angelo refused to let go of the taller man's waist, small tears falling down his cheeks. Chris slowly, and carefully laid next to Angelo.

"It's okay baby." Chris soothed, gently rubbing the smaller man's back.

"I'm dirty." Angelo sobbed. "I feel so fucking dirty Chris." Chris gently peppered the top of Angelo's head with kisses, chuckled as Angelo looked up at him.

"You're not dirty. You didn't want to do those things, did you?" Angelo shook his head, sniffling. "Nothing was your fault baby." Chris gently kissed Angelo's nose, smirking down at him.

"He said that I cheated on him." Angelo bit his lip. "He brought his friend over to fix my leg and he apologized. Every time I did something he didn't like he w-would shock me." Angelo held back a small sob, closing his eyes.

"Your wrist. Did he do that to you?" Chris asked.

"He cuffed me to the bed but I kept yanking on it. I didn't want to Chris. I promise I didn't want to." Angelo sobbed, tears falling down his cheeks.

"It's okay baby. You're safe now. I have you and no one can get you ever again."

"M-My mom. Is she okay?' Chris nodded, chuckling.

"She's great. I went to visit her yesterday and she's doing okay. We can go and visit her Saturday. When you're feeling better." Angelo nodded, wincing as he shifted his leg wrong. "What's wrong?!"

"My leg hurts. I just want to sleep for now. Please." Chris nodded, kissing Angelo's nose.

"Go to bed my sweet angel. I love you." Chris murmured against the top of Angelo's head.

"I love you too."

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A/N

I fricken fracken suck at ending.  Read Fire and Ice if you want.  That last sentence sounded rude.  I'm sorry.  You don't have to read it.  ;-;  I feel bad now.