#Chapter19 CHRISTOPHER KING

I was nothing but a giant ball of shame. I didn't mean to cry like a banshee over Christian but the damn nightmares struck again and I couldn't do anything. Chris hugged me until I calmed down and then made me some tea to relax, it was three in the morning so I couldn't really run down the street unless I wanted to be raped and cut into little pieces.

Chris just hugged me tight and after a while I felt his breathing slow down and his arms loosen just a bit, I didn't sleep the rest of the night but I could hear Chris's steady heartbeat...