Chris had just gotten back from a weeklong family vacation that was cut short because he begged his parents to let him take the closest flight back to LA. Your brother Alex called him just two days into the vacation and told him that his sweet and soft girlfriend - you - had gotten assaulted. And you were in ruins. By the time he got back, Alex told him that you had barely eaten or drank anything in days, let alone get out of bed. No shower, no food or water. You were already sad when he had to leave, and that traumatic event just pulled you downhill. You won't talk and won't let your brother take care of you. You didn't know that he had come home early because you hadn't been answering your calls or texts due to you not opening your phone in days. As soon as he arrived at the airport, Alex picked him up and drove him back to you and Alex's house. Alex explained your depressed, dirty, dehydrated, and starved state to Chris, and he couldn't be more worried. When he got to the house, Alex told him that you're upstairs in your bed.