True Perfection

Sequel to Christmas of Perfection. What happened to Brittany, Chance, Gabe and Madison? They're still in New York, but this is a crazy ride, and it's not over yet...


19. Through Brittany's eyes.

*Brittany's point of view* 

He held my hand as he bit his lip. It looked like he was on the verge of a break down. I was worried about him. He finally broke skin, and blood started to trickle down his lip. 

"Chance. Stop biting your lip, you're bleeding."

He didn't respond, but he stopped. Neither of us said anything, but we both felt worried. We kept driving to the airport, and he kept holding my hand. He started biting his lip again. The blood trickled down his chin again. 

"Chance, please." I said to him. I leaned my head on his shoulder, and kissed his cheek. He wiped the blood off, and stopped biting his lip. I hated to see him like this. I just wondered what was going on inside his head. He gave no hint of any emotion or anything at all for that matter.That killed me inside. 

"Where are we actually going?"I asked gently. He didn't answer me. This kind of hurt. I hate to see him hurt, and on the verge of giving up. This hurt me, and it sucked. 

"Look, I'm sorry about this all. I just- I don't know..." he finally said. That didn't really inform me on anything, but he apologized. But, why? He was killing me inside. But I love him anyway. 

"I'm sorry. I just haven't been the same lately. I think everything is getting to my head, and I've been taking it out on you. I don't want to hurt you, but I'm taking a lot in right now. I'm so sorry, I think I just need some support, but I also need to handle some of it on my own. Are you okay with that?" he said to me. I didn't know what to say as a response to the situation. This was rough on both of us. 

"I'm okay. I don't want you to worry about me, worry about yourself. I don't want you to do anything bad. I am here for you, and I will be here even if you need to handle things by yourself. I understand this. I know what you're going through, Chance." I said. He said nothing to me, but he leaned in and kissed my cheek. My scarred cheek. I love him so much, and I will always be here for him. 

The cab slowed down and finally stopped. Chance paid the driver, and we walked out. Where were we going? I don't know... 

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