Max POV
"Your turn," Tank said softly. I took a deep breath.
"Where do you want me to start?" I had a lot of nightmares, and it's hard to know where to start.
"That screaming nightmare two nights ago." He pulled me closer, as if he knew I would need to feel his warmth as I spoke.
So, I went into full detail about my sister and her two guy friends, what they did to the innocent kittens, what happened at the burial with Grandpa, and what we did together before Grandma came home and saw them. I had tears running down my face.
I was still straddling Tank's thighs, my head resting on his chest, I was soaking his shirt, but he didn't seem to care, holding me securely to him, rubbing my back in little circles.
"Don't stop, get more off your chest, so you can start healing. I need to underst
