Ashley's POV

I walked into the bunk room, tired as hell from everything tonight and still shocked that Megan kissed me. I sighed and stripped down to just my boxers and climbed in bed, drifitng off to sleep.

I heard a familar sweet voice stutter my name and sit up looking over at me, I ran a hand through my hair as I heard her next comment, making me blush, "Yeah, come here butterfly." I said motioning for her to join me, I didn't mean it as a sexual thing this time, and the next word explained it all, I nodded and watched as she steadied herself and walked over to the bed laying right next to me, I smiled and wrapped my muscular tatted arms around her waist. She didn't move and I didn't move, I guessed that she was scared as to whatever was in her nightmare was going to come back to life and hurt whoever she screamed leave him alone ealier in the night. I breathed in the scent of her and smiled, I missed being around her every day.

Back to Megans POV

I woke up in a pair of muscular tattooed arms, then I realized what happened last night, I had a nightmare and I asked if I could sleep with Ashley which he happily said yes to. I looked over at him with a lip bite and a smile as he woke up and pulled his arms off of me, "Morning butterfly." He said to me with a sleepy smile, I smiled and responded back with a, "Morning Ash." I pulled my arms out of the covers and realized that my scars were showing and new ones at that, I must have taken off my shirt last night because I had gotten hot. I was just in my undies and a bra, he looked at my arms and looked me in the eyes, "Megan..." He told me, I looked at him wide eyed as he looked me straight into my eyes, "Why..why are these here?" He asked me worry filling his voice, "Was it because I wasn't there, was it when I wasn't there to..." He stopped closing his eyes and sighed, "Jocelyn didn't stop after Highschool did she." He asked he as he put a warm hand on my arm, looking at them, "Whatever. I think they're beautiful, even if you had a few slip ups." He said leaning down as he began to kiss my arm up and down, It was just like I always dreamed of, a guy accepting my scars and me, and kissing them. It sounded weird when I said it in my mind, but I finally felt accepted by Ash. I looked down at him as he stopped, As he leaned his back on the headboard of the bunk I laid my head down on his chest lacing my fingers in with his as he rubbed my back in soothing circles. I smiled and looked down at our hands, I wasn't sure what I wanted us to be anymore and I actually wasn't sure what we were. "Megan?" He asked me as we stopped playing with our hands, "Yes Ash?" I replied, "Will you be mine?"

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