Tyler sits down next to me on the sofa and I can tell by the expression on his face that he might know what I'm about to say.
I'm just about to speak when I notice the bite mark on his forearm.
I take his arm and bring it closer, only now just realizing how hard I must've bit him.
"I'm guessing whatever you're about to say will explain this?" he chuckles.
I give him a look, wondering how on earth he could find this funny. "Actually, yes," I say before taking a deep breath. "You were having a nightmare last night. I tried to wake you, but...you grabbed me..."
"Oh my God..." he says, taking my arms and looking down at them.
I gasp when I see the bruises. I didn't even know they were there.
"Sessy...I don't even know what to say..."
"Neither do I," I shrug, looking down.
"I'm so
