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Can't Handle It

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It had been a long time since Bryce had been this content. He had Krissy back and she was alive and safe, she spoke to him everyday like they use to. She smiled at him again. Also, things with his 'job' were going well, and more people respected him more than ever before.

He could even go as far as to say he was happy...and that scared him. He knew that happiness wasn't something he could experience for long, not anymore.

Things like to fall apart for him, right when he was at his happiest or getting happy. So he held himself back sometimes with Krissy even though when he brought her back to be with him he promised himself not too, and to work on getting over the fear of touching her, as if that would make a difference.

He had been putting in a lot of work into that too lately. He talked to someone in vague terms about once a week and he even challenged himself to not move away if when on their morning walks, that if she was about brush or bump into him, not to move away and let it happen. It hardly ever happened, and he realized he had trained Krissy in a way, and she was just as careful about not touching him as he was about not touching her. It ached to see her rather trip over her own feet than mistakenly bump into him. He hated how her eyes would widen with 'fear' the couple of times she did bump into him and the apologies that would spew out of her mouth over and over again.

He is a real piece of shit, he told himself daily.

Bryce cut into his steak as he stared hard and Krissy's empty seat at the dinning table. She was suppose to come to dinner tonight, they had talked about trying this Kobe beef and they both had been looking forward to it. He had been mostly looking forward to Krissy and the happy little sounds she made when she ate food she liked. But at the last minute she had said she was sick and wouldn't be able to make it to dinner.

She hadn't been able to look him in the eye as she said this, which alarmed him. It had been a long times since she had not been able to look him in the eye. He had no idea what could be wrong and spent most of the time he spent alone in the dinning room thinking what it could be.

"I heard you were having dinner."

He frowned at the sight of Cane or rather who was with the old bastard. Shoura smirked at him and wiggled his fingers in greeting.

"How dare you bring an enemy into my home, Cane?" He snarled, roughly setting his utensils down.

"Enemy, where?" Can looked around dramatically. "All I see is an ally of ours, one who has been an ally of ours for over forty years. I see no enemies here."

"I should skin you before dumping you in a bath full of salt."

"Enough with your disturbed threats, Mostro." Cane wave his hand dismissively. "What is this I'm hearing about decades old alliances being thrown out so easily?"

"How is the lovely, Krissy. Mostro?" Shoura questioned mischievously. Bryce stood, taking the bait.

Cane groaned. "Don't goad him, Shoura! You know that one is a sore topic! Kids these days!" He rubbed his hand over his stubble lined jaw. "Now, listen, Bryce. My dear cousin told me to mentor you when I have the time." Bryce thought Cane always had the time at the worst of times, with a soft huff. "I think breaking something that has been so strong for years is silly. Zara has things we need and we have things they need, we help them and they help us. The trust is already built! Why are you so against this?"

Bryce hadn't been against it at first. He had simply been dragging his feet on renewing the agreement because he felt he needed to think over it carefully and he already had a lot of things going on. Now...he just wasn't a big fan of Shoura, especially not with his stunt involving Krissy.