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Mitchel's POV
"Mike," I let out a loud sigh and adjust the belt on my pants. Shake my head in disappointment, I look at myself in the mirror again.
"I'm not wearing these fucking pants." A serious tone evident in my voice. He laughs and Clinton turns to look at me.
"You clean up nice." I scoff and give them both a look of disappointment.
"You don't like it cause you wouldn't normally wear it Mitty. It's still around the realm of what you would ordinarily wear." Jesse reasons with me. I roll my eyes and look back down at the vest.
"I look like an edgy FBI agent." Mike sighs and grabs another outfit off the rack.
"Try this."
"I still don't like the pants." Everyone groans and I throw my hands up in surrender.
"I'm stating facts you assholes." I take another look at myself in the mirror before leaving. I could see Christian looking at me and I slightly smile to myself. We hadn't talked much but we were kind of forced to for today.
"Bro, the pants are like jeans, they're just not tight and they don't have holes. They look a little classier. We're going to an award show." Pat says trying to compromise with me.
I sigh and grab the other outfit Mike had given me. I make my way to the other dressing room and put the outfit down. It was a bit nicer and had less chains and didn't have a bulletproof vest type thing.
"Christian can you come help me?" I yell. It was the best excuse I could come up with. I hear footsteps and soon enough he appears in front of me. Just like I knew he would.
"I need help with the damn chains." He laughs lightly and helps me unclip them.
"How are you doing?" He asks as he puts the chains down. I shrug and take a sip of water out of someone's water bottle.
"I'm me. Yourself?" I take my shirt off and begin to put the other one on.
"Same." I nod my head and turn to look in the mirror. Christian comes up behind me and we catch each other's eyes in the mirror.
"I'm sorry." I look away so I could button the shirt.
"I'm sorry too" he says back. I smile a little and tuck the shirt into my pants.
"How do I look?" I ask, turning around so we were facing one another. He nods his head and takes a necklace he has on off. It had a metal lock on it and looked expensive.
"Here. I think this would look good." I turn back around and he puts the necklace on me. I adjust it and look in the mirror again.
"Perfect." I smile and we stand there in silence for a moment. He looked sad and it hurt to see him in pain.
"If you decide to wear this outfit, we should get a chain or something you can add to the pants to make it more you if want."
I nod my head and we head out of the dressing room. We both reappear where everyone else is and everyone smiles at me.
"I like that shirt," Pat says, getting up to feel the material.
"Silk." He nods his head and steps back. "Sexy." I wink and nod my head in agreement.
"Which do you like better?" Mike asks. I shrug and look at the whole outfit in the full body mirror.
"Do I have to decide now?" I ask. Mike shakes his head and I sigh to myself.
"Both look good Mitty. You work them well." Christian whispers in me. I smile and head back to the dressing room. I knew Christian was sorry for what he said to me and I was sorry for how things were handled but I was still hurt. The words still flooded my brain and my body still craved a substance to numb the pain.
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