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/Tracy's POV/ I hastened down the stairs with my eyes everywhere trying to pick any figure that looked like Chris but I couldn't find any I was running out of breath and anger was already coursing through me before I heard my name been called behind me, my fake name actually. "Caitlin what are you doing down here? Aren't you supposed to be like...up?" Chris asked pointing up to the stairs while I heave a heavy sigh of relief. "Where were you?" I asked coldly. "I was in the restroom...what's wrong?" Chris questioned his brows creased up a little. "Nothing...nothing" I stuttered immediately trying to head back. "You didn't come back thinking I needed to be protected again did you?" I froze in my tracks at his question of obvious truth. "Caitlin I'm not a kid, you almost abandoned a ve