Chris p.o.v
We sat down on the couch. the whole room silent as we thought of what to say. I shuffled around trying to hide my arms but failed. That is intill he spoke up. "How long have you kept this to yourself?" his voice seemed broken. Why would he care? He looked at me, not at my scars but at my face, not taking any notice of my flawed body. I shuffled around more and looked at the ground, the ground where whiskey bottles littered themselves. He sighed as he didn't get a response. He sat up and i spoke, "I uh." he sat back down. i start to softly cry and he hugs me while rubbing my back. "shhhh its ok Chris, its ok" he comforts. I calm down after a while and look up at chandler. "3 months" i finally say. "Oh my god Chris why dident you talk to me" he asks. "i...." i got cut off by a horrible pain in my arms and doubble over and wince. "CHRIS" he yells "chandler, im fine" i say. "When was the last time you ate" he asks. "uh i dont know"i reply. chandlers expressein looked worried but i know he dosent care. no one dose.
*Time Skip*
after being forced to eat i go to sleep. chandler dident want to leve me alone so he slept in my room with me.
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Chandler X Depressed Chris
FanfictionHey Boomers i cant find any of these on here but i did find one wit a depressed Chan Chan called Fall In Love With Me.
