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Chris - Bad Day

hiiii everyone!! this chapter is gonna be kinda saddddd and ik ik its another chris chapter.
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this is gonna have a lot of angst! so yk! be prepared.

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Chris was having probably the worst day in history. He woke up in the middle of the night, and hit his head on a cupboard in the bathroom, leaving a bruise. His head throbbed as he made it back into bed, tears forming in his eyes at the pain. Ugh, get it together, Chris. It doesn't hurt that bad, He thought to himself. He drifted into a restless sleep.

The next morning, Chris woke up in pain. Not just from his head, but in his heart. He decided he was being dramatic, and tried to continue on with his day.

Chris often pushed his own feelings and pain aside, as he was too shy and nervous to open up. The vulnerability made him feel uncomfortable. So he pushed his pain away, until today.

As mentioned before, Chris was having a terrible day. The area where he hit his head had formed into a purplish bump and was extremely painful to the touch. He then wanted to go out with friends, but they left him on seen and ignored his messages. Then, Chris was editing a video for his personal channel, and he deleted all of the data.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" he yelled.

Nick came into the kitchen, hearing the yells. "What happened?"

Chris didn't respond.

"Chris!" Nick shouted, clearly annoyed.

"I just deleted all of my fucking videos,"  Chris whispered sadly.

"What- Chris! You needed that for your channel!" Nick said exasperated. "Oh my gosh." Nick walked away.

Chris's eyes welled up for the second time that day. "Fuck this," he said to himself.

He got up from his chair and trudged up the stairs. Matt was also going up the stairs, but Chris didn't see him, and bumped into Matt, dropping the can of Pepsi he was holding, spilling it everywhere.

"Shit! Chris, what the fuck?" Matt yelled.

"Oh, sorry," Chris mumbled.

Matt scoffed. "Yeah, sorry my ass."

The tears in Chris's eyes finally fell when he reached his room. The emotions that he had bottled up for the past week had finally exploded, sending waves of anger flooding through Chris's body. The first instinct was to punch a hole through the wall, but he stopped himself. He swiped his arm across the top of his dresser, sending a glass mug flying to the floor, as well as some other objects. Hot tears streamed down Chris's face as he breathed rapidly. Chris tore up his room, gasping, gulping, sobbing. Matt and Nick heard the commotion and came racing up the stairs. Chris's hand was actively bleeding now, and it felt like his heart was trying to fly away.

Matt came into the disaster that we'd call Chris's bedroom, and stopped dead in his tracks. "Chrissy?"

Chris whipped around, sweaty and tear-soaked. His hair clung to his face and he wiped his eyes angrily. "Get out, Matt." he snarled.

Matt stepped toward Chris timidly. "Chris. You need to calm down." Matt rushed toward Chris and wrapped his arms around him, squeezing his shaking body.

"Matt- let me- Matt." Chris gasped, trying to fight out of his brother's grasp.

"No. Chris, calm- calm down. Shh," Matt spoke calmly.

Chris began hitting Matt's chest, trying to push him away, but Matt stayed strong until Chris simply couldn't fight against his tight grip anymore. He collapsed in sobs, tears soaking Matt's hoodie. "I- Matt-"

"I know, I know," Matt whispered. "Listen to me, Chris. Slow down."

Chris couldn't slow down. "Matt, I can't-"

"Breathe, Chris, breathe," Matt said, worry lacing his tone. "Slow down your breathing." Matt coached Chris through a series of breathing exercises until he calmed down. "There you go, Chrissy."

"I'm sorry- about my room- I- I made a mistake-" Chris sobbed.

"No, no. Chris. Stop," Matt reassured him. "It's okay. I promise it is okay."

Chris hugged Matt as tight as he could. "I love you, Matty."

"Oh, Chris. I love you, too." Matt whispered. He picked up Chris and carried him to his bed. Chris fell asleep quickly, and as he slept, Matt cleaned up his room for him. Soft snores left Chris's lips, as Matt placed a tender kiss on his bruised head.

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