Is it really true that opposites attract? 

She’a a good girl
He’s a ‘bad boy’
She’s shy 
He’s confident 
She’s innocent  
He’s corrupted  

She’s broken, but so is he. 

Everybody faces their own demons, but nobody should have to face them alone.

The Long Way Back

My eyes opened to a sight nearly impossible to actually do justice to in words. Reds, pinks and golden shades of yellows danced across the surface of the lake facing us. The moon still hung lowly in the far of the sky and the sun was peeking above the horizon not yet fully arisen. 


A gentle autumnal breeze skimmed the perfectly tranquil water making minute ripples over the surface of the lake. 


Colby lay peacefully by my side, his arms both were wrapped around my waist tightly as he used my chesty as a pillow. 


Every now and then he let out a little snore, his perfectly toned chest rising as he did. It was so adorable. 


His face was scrunched up adorably from sleep and in that moment I simply couldn't wrap my head around the fact that he was mine and I his. 


Colby Quinn was actually my boyfriend. 


I know because of my rocky past to say the least I should be nervous or terrified of having a boyfriend, but this felt perfectly right. 


Chapter 19.