Balance*EDITING*

Chapter eight

Mack POV:

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"Ok buddy go get em!!" I call to Rosko in that weird dog voice I do.

I look around while I let Rosko sniff all the places Harry says there have been rodents. I notice a picture in one of the moving boxes sitting on the floor. I look around to make sure Harry doesn't catch me going through his stuff. Well I mean I just want to see a picture that's not all his stuff, ok.

I pick up the picture frame and look at the family staring back at me. I notice a woman with dark hair and a beautiful face. I figured that must be his mom. No wonder he is so attractive, I think to myself. There is no denying he is a handsome fellow but it's not like I'm going to marry the guy.

I gaze off at the other girl in the picture. She looks like her mom. This must be his sister, or maybe a rel-

My thoughts are cut short when I hear footsteps coming from the hall. I quickly put the picture back in its box and try to act as natural as possible.

I cross my legs and put my hands behind my back and stare out the window right beside me.

"Alright I tried to pick up most of the glass but I kind of cut myself with a piece." I look over to him and see the blood dripping from his hand.

"Oh my gosh, great just.. Just uh hold on a second." I run out the door to go get the first aid kit in my apartment next door.

I groan and turn back around and pop my head into the doorway. ",Put your hand under the sink." I say to a stiff Harry still in the spot I left him at.

I run back out and grab the supplies I need. As I make my way back to Harry's I hear a thud and a whole lot of barking.

"Crap." I mutter to myself. I knew something was bound to happen.

I jog into the apartment and my mouth opens wide to the sight in front of me.

"The sink is broken!! Come help me!" Harry yells as water spreads everywhere.

"Oh shit!!" I scream as I see blood, rats, and water everywhere.

I scream again at a rat that's running towards me, away from Rosko.

"Hurry up!!!" I hear Harry again.

I jump over a few dead rats and run to the sink. The water is going crazy and has Harry drenched.

"Turn it off!" I yell over the noise.

"I can't that thing fell off!! What do you think I've been doing this whole fucking time!"

"I can't fix it! what do you want me to do, I don't fucking carry tools around my waist!" I reply.

I look around for something to stop all the water that is definitely ruining the hard wood. I open a cabinet and find a pot.

I turn around and fall on my ass and find myself in a pool of water.

I get back up and try to cover the water up with the pot.

I hold it there for about three seconds before it slips and hits Harry right in the face.

"Ah shit!" I hear him.

"Sorry!" I yell back

"I can't find my damn phone!!" Harry yells.

I look around for his phone and wince as I see it floating around in the water.

"Uhh I think I found it." I respond as I point down to the wrecked device.

"Shit, ok give me your phone." He tells me.