Chapter 110: The Breakfast Burritos

"You know, you really are a jerk to him sometimes," Camden said, her voice filled with a mixture of concern and reproach as she rinsed the blood from Clayton's hand."He knows exactly what to say to get under my skin," Clayton replied, annoyed to admit that Matt had any kind of hold over him. "I know, but you can't resort to violence every time he hurts your feelings, Clayton. You're a grown man," Camden admonished, her gaze focused on her task. Clayton sighed, feeling the weight of his actions as Camden ushered him over to the toilet so that he could sit while she tended to his hand. Eventually, he nodded, feeling the truth in her words. "I know," he said with a frown. "I feel like I'm just so angry all the time these days. Like I'm just waiting for something to rub me the wrong way so that I can explode. It's draining," he confessed, a sense of defeat weighing heavy on him. "We're going to have to figure that out too. Have you thought about seeing a doctor? You said Matt suggested it