[Photo not mine- Pinterest, rainy aesthetic]

The last chapter was fun to write, emotional, but interesting. I actually really liked that idea, so let's keep going, time for me to write and you to read!

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Original story, created by- Dakotahstacy3. ONLY on Wattpad.
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(Written back in June 2024)

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Cole's pov
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Sunlight seeped through the blinds, gently lighting up the room. My mind knew it was morning and that I should get up, but my body didn't want to get up yet.
Rolling over to grab Peter, but he wasn't there. His spot on the bed was empty. Where is he?

After fighting to wake up, I opened my eyes and sat up on my bed. Looking over at the clock, 11:29 am

He's probably down stairs getting breakfast. At least he let me sleep in.
Going into the bathroom, passing the mirror, I stopped. Looking at myself in the mirror, memories from last night came rushing in.
One word was on my mind, one name.

Sophie.

My hands gripped onto the counter, what happened last night? Why did she do...that? What does it mean? What if someone finds out? No one can know about this.

Chills ran over my body, my heart racing, those thoughts made me feel- something I've never felt before. It made me so uncomfortable and a sick feeling hit me. Why we're these thoughts bothering me so much!?

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Peter's pov
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"There you are." I said as Cole waking downstairs.
"I've been waiting on you to wake up. Me and Cindy started working on this puzzle. Wanna see?" I asked.

He yawned, ruffling his hair. "Nice." He said, looking down at the puzzle. Then he kissed my cheek and went to the kitchen.

Me and Cindy were slowly putting together this puzzle, sitting at the dining room table, since it was the only space big and clean enough.

"Do you want to help us?" I asked Cole.

"Eh, I dunno. I'm not sure I'd be good at it." He said.

"You don't know until you try. Come on. At least try to get one piece." I said encouraging him.

"Ugh, alright." He said then walked over, standing behind me.
We all looked at the pieces and found a few that went together. But Cole got annoyed, not being able to find anything and walked off.
Oh, well. At least he tried a little.

After spending another half hour on the puzzle, I went to find Cole.

He was curled up in his bed, Toby was laying next to him.

"Aww, you two look comfy." I said, standing next to the bed and petting Toby. Cole was holding him in his arms.

"Mmm, hmm." Cole mumbled, just staring down at Toby.

"Did you sleep well?" I asked, noticing that something was off with him.

He paused for a moment, gulped. "Not really."

Putting my hand on his head, playing with his hair. "What's wrong? Did you eat to much or something?" I said jokingly, making him smile.

"Yes. But it's not that." He said sadly.

"What is it then? Baby? What's wrong?" I asked softly, tilting my head to look at him.

"Eh, forget it. What are we going to do today?" He asked, looking up at me.

"I dunno. I wanted to go to the store for something. Do you want to join me?" I asked.

"Sure." He said, reaching his hand out towards my face, kissing me.

"Alright. Let's go then."

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"So why are we here again?" Cole asked for the tenth time.

"Ugh. Stop asking, It's a surprise." I said, looking over at him.

Cindy was very nice to drive us over to the store. It's a good thing she already had to go somewhere.

"Come on, this way." I said, grabbing his hand and headed to a section of the store.

"What's so special? What has got you so excited?" Cole asked.

Looking back at him, smiling. "You'll see."
Once we got to the aisle, I made Cole close his eyes while I looked for something.

"Alright. Now you can open your eyes." I said.

"Oh, that's cool. So that's what you were so excited about?" He said.

"Yep." I said happily.

"Wait. Peter. How much is that?" He asked.

"Uh. Don't worry about it. Come on, let's go pay for it." I said quickly, walking out of the aisle.

He went to go looked at the price on the shelf.

"Uh, uh, no! Come on! This way." I said, pulling him away from it.

"Peter." He said deeply, drawing out my name.

Stoping in my tracks. "Yes?" I said quietly.

"How much is it?" He asked firmly.

"I'll pay for it. Don't worry. Let's go. Now." I said.

He sighed. "Well, as long as your happy."

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We got back to the car, bags full of items. Even though I was tired from going out to the store and being around people, the things I got made me so happy. Not saying I need things to make me happy, I only really need Cole for that.

Smiling as I thought about him, then looking over at him as we sat in the car. He was zoned out, staring out the window. Looking as handsome as ever, with face pressed against his hand. For some reason he looked sleepy, I know he said he didn't sleep well. Was it that rough of a night? Hmm.

Reaching my hand over to grab his, snapping him back to reality. We looked at each other, softly smiling with our hands together. No words were spoken, but we understood each other with a simple look. Something we learned on the island.

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"So why was this so important to you?" Cole asked.

"Because I wanted it." I said as I took out the box from the bag.

"I mean, it looks fun and all. But, it was way to expensive. Why does inflation have to exist!?" Cole said annoyed.

"It makes me happy, so that's all that matters to me." I said.
And what did I buy? What was so overpriced that it made Cole mad?
Well... a Lego kit... yep.

When I was younger, kids my age always liked Lego, but I never cared for them, until now. Maybe it's because it's something I can actually do. Put the pieces together, create something, and keep myself occupied.
At least I'm good at carving, better than Cole.
But I haven't really been good at something before, so this meant a lot to me.

Having something I could enjoy and do myself, gave me an amazing feeling. I may be disabled now, but that doesn't make me useless. I am important.

Opening up the box and taking out the pieces, ready to put them random pieces of plastic together and make art. Having something to do with my day, my life, made me feel great.

Where did Cole go? I guess he's upstairs somewhere.

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Cole's pov
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Peter was so excited about some legos. But I guess it was something nice to do. I loved seeing him happy, being so adorable.

Going upstairs to take a shower, hopeful that it would clear my head. Trying to sleep last night was rough, and now awake, having the same thoughts still running through my mind, it was driving me crazy.

So maybe some water will wash it away. Hot or cold? The cold pond helped me on the island, but a hot shower sounds really nice.

Closing the bathroom door, grabbing a towel and turning on the hot water. Looking in the mirror at myself, noticing how long my hair was. I seriously can't let it keep growing out like that.

Shaking my head to try and get all of these random, sudden thoughts out of my head. Getting into the shower and being hit with the hot water, immediately making me feel better.

The heat and pressure felt so good on my muscles and joints. Some days hurt more than others. That's pretty sad that I'm only a teen and already have joint pain, huh?

Washing my hair and body, taking my time in the comforting water.

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"Come here. Follow me, Cole." Sophie said, pulling me into her room.

"I want to show you something." She said flirtatiously, fluttering her eyes at me.

"I like having you around. Do you like me?" She asked, moving closer.

"I- I- I need to go." I mumbled.

"No you don't. Not yet. You can stay a few more minutes." She said, leaning over me.

"I want to show you something-"

"No- no! Get away from me! Don't touch me!" I yelled out. "No, no, don't. Please."

Snapping out of those dark thoughts, realizing tears clouded my vision. Why wouldn't these thoughts stop!? Why wouldn't they leave me alone!? Why did they...bother me so much?

Was it even a big deal? All Sophie did was- but I just felt so-

Should I tell someone? Can I tell someone? What does this even mean?

Shaking my head and rubbing my face, finishing up my shower then getting out. Maybe I can try to think of something else.

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After drying off and putting on some clothes, I went downstairs to see what Peter was up too.

"Hey, baby." I said tiredly, standing behind his chair.

"Hey. Look, I'm almost done!" He said happily.

"Wow, almost done. Already? You were excited."
I said, leaning down, wrapping my arms around him.

"Mm, hm." He mumbled, leaning back into me.

Pressing my face into his shoulder, with my eyes closed.

"Are you okay?" He asked suddenly.

"What?" I said, with my face still smushed into him.

"You've seemed off all day. Was it just a bad nights sleep? Or something else? What's going on with you Cole?" He asked, rubbing my hand.

Sighing deeply. "Just a bad day. Don't worry about it, baby." I said.

He pulled away to look at me, "But I am worried. You've been out of it all day. So what's going on?" He asked, looking into my eyes and holding my hands.

Staring at my feet, not being able to look him in his eyes.

"I dunno. I just haven't been able to stop- thinking." I said quietly.

"About what?" He asked softly, gently holding my hands.

Not answering his question, just trying to block out those thoughts. I focused on our hands holding each others, his were so soft and warm. Mine felt rough and cold.

"Baby?" He asked, rubbing his thumbs on the back of my hands.

Not being able to hold it together anymore, I fell to my knees, grabbing onto him and hugging him tightly.
Tears flowed out, but I tried to hide them, facing away and keeping my mouth shut. Why does this even matter!? It's not a big deal! So why do I feel this way!?

Peter held ne tightly, rubbing my back. After a moment, he spoke up. "Cole? Look at me, please?"

Pressing my head against his body so I didn't have to look at him.

He rubbed my head, putting his fingers through my hair. "Please?" He asked softly.

Using his hands to pull my head up, so I would look at him. My eyes were closed tightly, trying to hide any tears.

His gentle hands held the sides of my face, waiting for me to answer.
Trying to fight back the tears and not look at him was so hard, it made me feel like I was being torn apart.

Then suddenly, a gentle kiss on my forehead.
My mind went quiet, forgetting everything, now it was just about him.

My eyes slowly opened, looking up at him.

"Baby. Why are you crying?" He asked concerned.

Still not answering, just leaning my face against his hand.

"Let's go upstairs." He said, standing up and taking my hand. We both walked upstairs slowly, my mind so tired from everything.
Why did Peter quiet it down?

"Why don't we lay down for awhile. We can cuddle and watch a comfort show. How about that?" Peter said.

I nodded. Not sure why I didn't talk, I just didn't want to.

We laid down on the bed, found something to watch and held each other. Maybe I will tell him about what happened, just not right now.

Usually I was the one holding him, but it felt nice to be the one being held. Being the little spoon for once.
Technically we weren't spooning right now, he was laying on his back, while I held onto him, with my head on his shoulder.

Even Toby joined, jumping up on the bed and being able to sense I wasn't feeling well. He curled up with us, letting me pet his soft fur.
I'm so glad he wasn't mean like most cats. Instead he was gently and loving, he even understood some words, meowing back with what I swear sounded like words.

Peter was perfect to me. He's all I really need.
I like having Toby and friends, but friendships aren't the same as relationships.

I cared about Peter more than anyone else.

I love him.

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End it on a good note 🥰😻👬👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

Here, have a heart 🤲🏻
(an emoji artwork one, not a real one, that would be illegal)

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{I was trying to think what colors represent them. Since I feel like Cole and Peter could have multiple colors.
Here's some examples:
Peter left + Cole right

❤️+💙 (They make purple 🤷‍♂️💜)

🧡+💚 (Orange for ginger hair, green for nature)

🧡+💙 (Eh, I don't think blue fits Cole as well)

🧡+❤️ (Red for Cole because of anger?)

💚+❤️ (Maybe green could work for Peter? But looks like Christmas together)

🧡+🤍 (White for the Spirit Bear 🐻)

What do you guys think?

(Here's another bonus heart- I couldn't resist)

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