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Spencer's POV:

I wake up and can't help but smile when I remember what Hayes said last night.

But I quickly stop when my cheek starts hurting and slap my hand over it.

Bad memories from last night flood into my mind and I sigh.

I look over expecting it to be Hayes, but jumping when I notice it's G.

"Hey Spence," he says groggily.

"Hey."

"I came and asked Hayes to switch me places because I wanted to be here for you like I was las time. C'mon."

We get up and walk into my bathroom.
G opens up a First-Aid kit and takes out an ice pack. He cracks it to activate it, and hands it to me.

I look in the mirror and look at my cheek to reveal an ugly bruise.

Gee thanks.
I sigh and place the pack on my cheek wincing a bit.

G wraps an arm around me and squeezes lightly. He whispers "Love you kiddo," before we walk down the stairs.

I walk into the kitchen and smell bacon.

Then I see who's fixing it. Well, thanks for killing my vibe.

"Spence, I did that?"
"No, I just enjoy hitting myself in the face for the hell of it. No dip you did this."

He nods and says," I made breakfast," with a smile.

"I'm not hungry."

I see Hayes and whisper in his ear,"I love you too," he looks shocked then smiles.

I go upstairs and just sit on my bed, that's when the ground started shaking...

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