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Wesley*

We were both dripping wet. I didn't care about the condition we were both in but I certainly would have cared about the condition Kaitlyn would've been if I hadn't caught her.

"Oh goodness!" She exclaimed as I helped her up. "Try turning it off." She was referring to the broken tap.

I covered the tap's head with some nylon I found in the kitchen but it was still dripping.

"I'll call the plumber to come fix it." I heard Kaitlyn say behind me. My vision were suddenly starting to feel a little blurry and I was starting to feel light-headed. I shook my head several times to clear my vision but instead, I felt a sharp pain on my head. My hand found its way up to my head and I felt something else on my hair. It wasn't water. Blood.

I brought my hand down from my head and quickly washed the blood stains off my hand before Kaitlyn would see it.

Few minutes later, the plumber had arrived. I had to let go of the tap so he could fix it. As soon as he was done, I gave him some money whic