"Good morning sweetheart."
"Good morning baby. How'd you sleep."
"Good now that I have you in my arms." I giggled and he kissed my nose. I got on top of him and kissed his lips.
"Oouh. I like that." He said and I laughed.
"And I love you Conner." I lied back down next to him and he grabbed his phone. Then I grabbed mine. I was scrolling through Instagram when his phone dinged. I looked over and it was a picture of some bitch with her boobs out. Are you fucking kidding me? Again. "What the fuck?!"
"I don't know babe. See it's an unsaved number. I don't know who this bitch is." I laughed.
"You're so fucking stupid. I deadass see the whole fucking conversation right there. You can't fucking lie to me." I laughed. "Just go."
He got up. "You're so fucking selfish you know."
"How the fuck am I selfish?" He slapped me. How could he go something like this to me.
"You ungrateful piece of shit." And then slapped me one more time. I flinched.
"GET OUT! NOW!" I screamed.
I woke up panting. I wiped my face from the tears. Jesus Christ. My mom and dad opened the door. "Are you okay sweetheart? We heard you scream." My dad said. I nodded my head. "What happened?" My mom said rubbing her hand through my hair.
"Can you call Wesley off my phone? Tell him it's an emergency." She nodded. I broke down crying while she called him. My dad was rubbing my back.
Mom got off the phone with him. "He said hell be here soon." I nodded.
"Do you wanna talk about it sweetheart?"
"Can we please not talk about it." They nodded and held me. I slowly calmed down.
Shortly after my parents moved a little and Wes came in my room and hugged me. I broke down crying again. "Well, we will be in our room, the door is always open." I nodded. They walked out but left the door open slightly.
"What happened mamas?" He said rubbing my back.
"B-bad dream." I stuttered a little. He looked at my face and rubbed the tears.
"You wanna talk about it sweetheart?" I shook my head and he nodded. "Okay. Just listen to my voice okay?" I nodded. He started to hum a tune that sounded familiar. I slowly started to calm down, that's what it was. Be Alright by Justin Bieber. I told him that got me through a lot when I was growing up.
After closing my eyes and listening to his voice, peace just filled my mind. He kissed my forehead and I giggled. He chuckled and I could feel the vibrations from his chest and just everything made me feel okay again. This is fucking weird. I've never had this before. I could get used to this.
