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chapter | fifteen

I wake up from a sizzling sound coming from the kitchen. I rubbed my swollen eyes, trying to get my vision back, then I turn my head at the nightstand on my right. I picked up my phone looking at the time to see it's twelve thirty-seven.

I find myself laying on the couch with my clothes still on. These clothes reminded me of what happened last night; I remember going to the grocery store with Freddie, something horrifying happened, and then we ended going back home.

I sit on the couch, realizing Freddie is not next to me anymore. I spin my head around to see if he's in the room, but my head stopped as my eyes see him in the kitchen, cooking something. My eyes are staring at his side seeing him concentrate making the food.

What he did for me last night was so thoughtful of him. He wanted to make sure I felt safe again from the guy who tried to take me last night; he also helped me cure my bruise. Freddie can be a nub sometimes, but he knows how to make me happy.

"Hey, good morning."

I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up seeing Freddie smiling down at me, holding a plate in one hand and orange juice in the other.

"Good morning," I grinned looking at the plate. "What did you make?"

"Your favorite. Ham with bacon on the side." He extends the plate to me, and I look at the hammy goodness with three slices of bacon on the side. This whole plate is making my mouth watering...

"Aww, thank you." I grab the plate from him as he rests the orange juice on the nightstand next to me.

"You're welcome," he smiles then sits on the couch next to me.

I grab the fork and took a bite out of the ham and groaned from the juicy goodness exploding in my mouth. "Ugh! This is so good." I close my eyes savoring the taste.

"I'm glad you like it." He chuckles.

I looked at him and realized he doesn't have a plate. "Are you going to eat anything?"

"I just ate some cereal before I cooked breakfast for you."

"Oh, thanks," I grinned, continued to eat this yummy meal Freddie made for me. This food is just so juicy and delicious! Freddie may make sandwiches at Subway, but he knows how to make a real meal at home.

"So, are you okay? You know from yesterday?" Freddie asks quietly after ten minutes of silence.

I look at him after I ate my last bite of bacon and put my plate on the nightstand next to the orange juice. I know this conversation might get deep, so I had to be serious about it.

I spin myself facing Freddie with my legs crossed on the couch. "Um...I'm okay. Last night was just scary; you know?" I shrugged.

"Yeah, I understand. I'm just sorry it happened to you," he said, grabbing my hand and strokes my knuckles with his thumb softly.

"I'm okay now because you helped me. And by helping me, I mean you being there for me all the time when you don't have to be." I smiled as he smiles back with his charming white teeth.

"You know I'll always be there for you. No matter how hard it might be." He says, nodding his head.

I leaned in towards his face and kissed his cheek, lingering there for a few seconds. I pulled away and saw him look at me with the same sparkle in his eyes.

"Thanks for the food," I smiled and got off of the couch.

"No problem," he stands up and walks closer to me. "I have to go to work sadly, so I probably won't be back till nine."

"Okay, I have to study for my finals anyway. Next week is going to suck ass." I grumbled.

"No doubt, well, have fun studying. And actually study." He gives me the famous look and I roll my eyes at his parental figure.

"Yes, daddy." I scoffed.

"Ooh, daddy? Huh, I think I like the sound of that. Maybe you should call me daddy when we get heated sometime," he winked.

I punch his arm and he whines, rubbing his shoulder. "You better get out of here or else I'll kick you somewhere you don't to be kicked," I warned and he mumbled something under his breath.

"Bitch..."

"I heard that, dumbass, I'm right in front of you." I laughed.

He brings a smile to his face and walks away to his room. I shake my head at him because he's so weird. Freddie will never change that's for sure.


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