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Mike POV

I woke up early, seeing that Chris wasn't in bed. Where did he go?

I rubbed my eyes, walking into the living room. He wasnt there, or in the kitchen.

It took some time, but I eventually found him asleep on the bathroom floor.

I carefully lifted him up, causing him to stir. I set him on his feet and he fell back on to the bathroom floor, staring up at me.

"Come on. Let's get you back in the bed." I said, holding out my hand.

"No."

"Why not? Is something wrong?"

"No. Leave me alone." He mumbled.

"But-"

"No!" He screamed.

I took a few steps back, leaving the bathroom.

What was wrong with him?

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Chris POV

I didn't need sir to do things for me. I don't want him to even touch me. He looked hurt when I yelled at him, but I didn't want him, just like he didn't want me.

I curled up in a ball on the bathroom floor, not feeling much like getting up yet. Bubbles waddled into the bathroom, climbing onto my head. I giggled, petting him.

I stayed still, not wanting to bother him. I hope sir doesn't come in. I don't want to see him.

My head hurt from when I hit it last night, but oh well. I'd be fine.

I closed my eyes, trying to fall back to sleep.

I couldn't, so I got up, deciding to take a shower. I sat Bubbles down on the toilet, grabbing the plastic bag that sir usually wraps around my cast. I did it, just like he did and started the water.

I took my shirt and pants off and was about to step in when sir came in. I looked at him, but didn't say anything.

"Let me help you." He said, grabbing my hand.

"No." I told him. "I don't need your help."

"Are you okay, kitten? Did I so something wrong?" He asked.

"No. I'm fine. Nothing's wrong." I told him.

"Then, please, kitten. Let me help you."

"No! Stop calling me that! I can handle myself!"

He looked taken aback. He put his head down and left the bathroom.

I quickly cleaned myself as best I could and got out of the shower. On the counter, was my dress folded up, along with the bra and underwear I'd been wearing for the past 2 days, except now they were clean. There was also a nice pair of boots on the floor.

There was a little note on top. I'm not good at reading, but I think it said 'I'm sorry.'

I pushed it aside. I pulled on my clothes and carried Bubbles to get him food. Sir was on the couch, staring out the window. I don't think he noticed me walk by.

I picked up Bubbles' bowl and poured some crunchies into it. He ate them fast, drinking some water. I pet him as he ate.

Sir entered the kitchen. He frowned, looking at me. When he saw that I was watching him, he looked away.

"Chris?" I heard.

I glared at the floor, not wanting to talk to him.

"Please talk to me, kit- sweetheart. I'm sorry for whatever I did..."