The Interview

8

Vanessa
The next morning

I woke up to Chris holding me closely.I peeked over and saw his mouth hanging open with drool falling down his chin.

I chuckled and climbed out of the bed carefully to relieve myself.

When I was done, I walked out of the bathroom and downstairs to the kitchen.

Dodger made his way over to me.

"Mornin' Dodge."I smiled and pet him

I took him outside to let him pee and then brought him back inside to feed him.

"Alright."I sighed

I started to make breakfast for Chris and I and my mind went back to last night.

He was acting pretty weird at dinner and then the interaction with the papparazzi.Im worried.I know that he has anxiety but we haven't discussed it in detail.I really want to know what's going on in his head.

After finishing up pancakes,eggs and bacon I made the two of us plates and headed back upstairs.I entered the room quietly and set his food down on the night stand next to him.

"Chris?"I gently ran my hands through his hair

"Mm."He groaned

"Hey babe.I made you breakfast."I said lowly

He nodded and turned over.

"Do you need some advil?"I asked

He nodded.

I got up and went to grab some and a bottle of water.

He sat up slightly while squinting at the sun peaking through the windows.

I watched him take the painkillers.

"Here."I placed his food in his lap.

"Need me to feed you baby?"I asked

He slightly smiled."No I've got it.Thank you."

I nodded and kissed his cheek.I sat down in bed next to him and he turned on the news.We began to eat silently together.He didn't so much as look at me.

When we were done, I grabbed our dirty dishes and took them down to the sink.When I came back, Chris was on the phone.

"Yeah..I know...I didn't agree to that...obviously.."I heard

I sighed lowly and started to go through my suitcase.I really wanted to go to the beach today.

When Chris hung up, he groaned.

"You okay?"I asked

He turned and looked at me.

"..Yeah..just- daily mail posted the photos from last night."He said

"Okay?How do you feel about that?"I asked