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Chris POV
Waking up in bed with Pj was beautiful. It's been so long since I woke up next to him.
I rolled over and put my arm around a snoring Pj. I know he is exaughsted, the past week has not been so nice to any of us. He definitely deserves some rest.
Being back home is something I will never take for granted anymore. Even though it's Pjs flat, it's pretty much home to me. I love this feeling.

"I don't think I ever did thank you for coming to me after I called you for help. Thank you Pj." I whispered to him and kissed his cheek then laid back down hoping to fall back to sleep.

I didn't fall back to sleep but laying next to him and holding him was enough for me. It felt right, it felt like home. I wouldn't want to share this moment with anyone else but Pj. I love him so much.

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I know how hungry he gets when he wakes up so I decided to quietly get out of bed and walk to his wardrobe to get one of his old t-shirts. After I left the room, I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and wash my face.
When I looked up at the mirror I softly touched my eye, cheek and lip. My eyebrow had some stitches, same with my bottom lip, no wonder Pj has been so gentle with kissing me. My eye and cheek were still bruised but I'm guessing not as bad as they were the other day. I lifted my shirt and gasped from how bruised my chest was still.
The bruises were ranging in color from purples, to yellows, to what looked like black and blues.
I had some stitches on my left side where my ribs are, I'm guessing that's where they did surgery for the inner bleeding shit. I put my shirt down and sighed.

I was about to walk out when I noticed my hair. On the right side, just above my forehead, was shaved a bit. There was stitches there too. They didn't tell me about that or what happened there. I touched it softly and groaned in pain.

I stopped examining myself before touching something incredibly painful. I turned off the light and headed out for the kitchen.

I walked into the kitchen and smiled. I haven't made Pj breakfast in so long.
I started the coffee then grabbed everything I needed to make pancakes.

I mixed all the ingredients and began making the pancakes. A few pancakes later, the coffee was done. I made myself a cup and poured him some as well. I gave him his explorer mug and he still had my crabstickz one so I used it.

I made eight pancakes, four each. I made our plates and put them at his breakfast bar. I grabbed the butter and syrup and put them with our plates. Pj always liked doing it himself, he says nobody butters or loads it with enough syrup for him so he just does it himself.

I went back to the room and climbed back in bed next to him. He was facing me now. I kissed his forehead gently and trailed down to his cheek then to his lips. I then kissed to his ear and whispered,
"Wake up my love. I made you breakfast."
He smiled and pulled me closer to him but being gentle because of my body. His eyes opened a little bit then closed again. He leaned his head closer to me and kissed me.
Even now his kisses give me a feeling like fireworks are exploding all around and gives me butterflies. Only he does this too me.

He pulled away and smiled opening his eyes.
"You are so perfect, Chris. I don't know what I was thinking to lose you before, and to that ugly thing." he rubbed my cheek softly.
"She wasn't ugly, Peej. You were just lost in her bullshit."
"She was ugly because of how she was. She managed to get me in her clutches and then tricked me into her bullshit. One thing she didn't win at though, I got the love of my life back." he kissed me again.

I sat up and grabbed his hand so he could sit up with me and he did. I then stood up and pulled him with me.

"Chris, you know you're not supposed to be lifting anything heavy or straining yourself."
"You're not heavy and I was not straining myself from pulling you up. Don't worry Peej." I kissed his cheek.

We went to the kitchen and grabbed our mugs then sat at the breakfast bar to have our pancakes. Luckily they were still very warm. Pj leaned over and kissed my cheek then went back to perfecting his amount of butter and syrup.
"Thank you babe. They're delicious."
"You're welcome my love. I used the recipe Phil gave me."
"Oh Phil and his recipes." he giggled.
"I know right, he could write his own cookbook!"
"Yeah, he could!"

We finished our breakfast and loaded our dishes into the dishwasher then went into the front room to watch a movie.
I went back into the kitchen to make us some tea.
*phone vibrating*

"Chris, you're phone is ringing!"
"Can you answer it for me please!" I called back as I was getting the kettle filled with water.

[A/N since it is still Chris' POV, Phils part of the call will be like this because Chris can only hear what Pj is saying. But I wanted you guys to know what Phil is saying.]

"Hello?"
"Pj? I'm sorry, I meant to call Chris." Phil said.
"You called his phone, he just asked me to answer. He's in the kitchen."
"Oh, okay. Can you have him call me please... It's important.."
"Phil, what's wrong? You sound like you've been crying. Is everything okay?"

I could hear the worry in Pjs voice so after I put the kettle on, I went back into the front room.

"Phil? Tell me, what's wrong?"
"*sniffs* I can't.. Can you please just hand him the phone or tell him to call me back."
"You're crying.. Please tell me." he looks at me with such worry in his eyes.
"Damn it Pj I can't! Just give him the phone or tell him to call me back!"
"Fine." he sighed and handed me the phone.

"Hello?"
"Chris? Can he hear me?"
"No." I walked back into the kitchen and shut the door.
"Aubrie is in the hospital.."
"What?! Why?"
"She... They think it was a suicide attempt."
"But why?"
"Not sure.. They have to give her blood because she lost so much and she still hasn't woken up."
"Wait, how did she do it?"
"She slit her wrist super deep and had some cuts on her thigh but they weren't deep at all. They had a hell of a time getting her wrist to stop bleeding because it was so deep. But they stopped it and stitched it up then wrapped it. Dan and I are going to see her after this."
"Oh my god.. Do you think she was trying too or do you think it was an accident?"
"Honestly, I don't even know. If it was an accident then why was it so deep?"
"True... Fuck man. Wait, how did you guys find out?"
"After she left yesterday and Dan left too saying he had to get something, well he actually followed her home. He told me he had a bad feeling from how she was looking so he wanted to make sure she was okay. Well when he got to her dorm he heard a crash and her groan. He ran into her room and found her on the floor and saw her wrist."
"Oh fuck, is he okay?!"
"Yeah, he wasn't at first but he's okay."
"Do you want me to meet you?"
"If you want, but about Pj. I didn't want to tell him because of the whole Damian thing and I didn't want him to panic and get bad again.. So I don't know what you want to do about that.."
"I'll stay here. Call me when you find anything out."
"Okay. Talk to you later Chris."
*click*

I sat down on the floor and hugged my knees. I began to cry.

The kettle was doing that noise that sounds like a scream to let you know it's ready, but I just ignored it.
Pj ran in and seen me on the floor then ran to the stove to turn off the kettle. Then he came up to me and sat down.

"What happened?" he rubbed my back and pulled me to him.
"I don't know if I should tell you."
"No secrets Chris. Remember?"
"Shit. Okay, Phil couldn't tell you because he was afraid of what you would do or if you would get bad again and that's why I'm afraid to tell you too.."
"Just tell me.. I can't get that bad since I have you here."
"Okay..."
"Please Chris. Tell me, I don't like to see you like this and I don't like to hear Phil cry."
"Aubrie.. She's in the hospital.... They're.. They're saying it was a... A suicide attempt..."
"What... What the fuck?" he stood up and ran his hands through his hair while tears were starting to swell in his eyes. "How?"
"She, she slit her wrist super deep. Dan found her. When he said he was going to get something from his house, he lied. He was following her home to make sure she was okay. I guess he got a bad feeling from how she was looking before she left. When he got to her dorm he heard a crash and her groan. He ran in and found her on the floor and saw her wrist."
"Oh shit. I, I can't believe she did that. Why would she do that?" he sat back down on the floor next to me.
"I don't know Pj.."

We sat in silence on the floor in the kitchen. He pulled me to him and hugged me. I ended up falling asleep and he did too. We were just sitting there, holding each other and fell asleep.
Both hoping the same thing. That our best friend would make it.