So after a long airplane ride , I finally made it back to my city and to the comfort of my house. I walked through my beautiful glass doors and instantly felt overwhelmed. I know I needed to be home , but I wanted to be some where else. I thought that taking a vacation would ease my mind , but no matter where I went I was still burdened. I went into the kitchen and poured myself some wine. I sat there at the mini bar and scrolled through my notifications. On Instagram everybody was starting rumors and asking hell of questions. I decided to call Chris and see what he was up to. We had a short conversation and we both came to the conclusion that we needed a mini photoshoot to shut the haters up. So he came over and we changed into our pool clothes. We hopped in the jacuzzi and instantly started flooding Snapchat and all our other shared social medias. One thing about us , we keep our personal business to ourselves. We all know that when the hatred does not get you down, people start making lies. Most of the time we do things just to keep the people entertained. But no matter how I was feeling , I was determined to keep a beautiful smile on my face. "Muah!!" , Chris yells with such enthusiasm as he kissed my neck as I ran my fingers down his sexy body. I know we had to keep the people happy , but deep down inside he made me very happy. Truth is he always has. He's my best friend and through everything that was going on he has had my back since day one. I know he was happy to have me home , but I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was worried. I did not want him to worry , but he's stubborn. "MY HAIR!!..NO! , CHRIS I AM GOING TO BEAT YOUR.." , I yelled , but before I could finish he picked me up and threw me into the pool. We had a little play fight , then got into the shower. By that time I was starving and I knew his light bright ass was too. As I was walking down the stairs I tripped and I must have rolled a thousand and one times. I had left my phone in the bathroom on the charger , so I had to yell until Chris could hear me. I yelled as much as I could, finally he ran to the bottom of the stairs were I was laying and began to ask a dozen questions. "Chris call 911" , I mumbled through the tears. I started to worry , my stomach was in knots , and my shoulder was killing me. I started to have blurred vision , and then .....darkness...
