To rebuild our home

16

Mark's POV

I took a look at Jon and saw that his eyes were red and puffy. This made me very concerned and also I was a little bit confused to why he would be crying. He wanted to apologize to Eduardo didn't he, unless he had already done this and Eduardo had rejected his apology and his present.

"Did you gave Eduardo the present?" I asked him. He nodded but wasn't facing me, I could see tears at the corners of his eyes yet again. "What did he do to you?" I asked him sounding even more concerned now. "He didn't opened up my present and also he had slammed the door of his room right in front of my face. I am so sorry, I made him angry again. But I didn't mean to, I thought that I could make him like me again." He told me between small sobbs.

I layed a hand on his shoulder and spoke up again. "Eduardo can be an asshole at times. You shouldn't try to impress him or apologize to him, he doesn't deserve someone like you. I'm sure that he likes you, but just can't express this to you. His shell is hard and almost unbreakable but beneath this he can be a pretty nice guy. Just don't blame yourself for not being able to make him admit to you that he likes you. I just don't know what is going on with him right now, he just seems more stubborn than on other days." I explained to him as an attempt to calm him down.

"Now how about you come downstairs to eat something with us." I suggested to him. Yet again he shook his head and stayed in the entrance of his room. "I am not hungry." He said not louder than a whisper. "Nonsense, you are going to eat something, this morning you already have only eating half of your breakfast. Please come downstairs to eat now, you must be starving." I said and tried my best to convince him to follow me, but he didn't moved a muscle.

"I'm sorry, I can't. Go eat without me, I will be fine." He said and cracked up one of his smiles again. But this smile wasn't real, it was hollow and filled with pain. Also the bright light that would shine through his eyes when he would genuinely be happy just wasn't there. It was completely different from the smile that he had this morning when he was excited to buy something for Eduardo.

Still I felt like I couldn't do anything else to help Jon out, so I went downstairs to eat something. But I didn't stayed silent, I took this opportunity to ask Eduardo what he had done to Jon in wich he had just responded that he had done nothing. "I hadn't done a thing, he is just way to sensible. The only thing that I did was telling him that I didn't wanted his stupid present and that whatever was in the box wouldn't be a good enough replacement for the thing's that he had broke." He told me while he was cutting up his steak with his knife and eating it.

I just sighed in disappointment and continued eating. Arguing with someone like him wouldn't result to anything. I just hope that Jon isn't going to do anything stupid or risky so that the things would turn to Normality again.

Jon's POV

I locked the door of my room again and stayed in my bed. My stomach was growling and I was feeling an immense pain going through my body, but I didn't cared. I don't deserve to eat or feel happy as long as Eduardo is mad at me.

Hours passed before I heard a loud knock on my door. It was Eduardo. "Jon, open up you stupid piece of human garbage! What's the god damn matter with you?!" He yelled out. I wad scared but opened up the door anyways. Then I saw him there standing in front of me. But something was off about him, he slurred his words and smelled like alcohol. Also he had an emptied out bottle of beer in his hand.

He immediately entered my room and pushed me out of his way while he was doing so. "Where is my last diet Cola Jon. You drank it, didn't you?" He asked me and returned to me. He now came closer to me as I moved back in the corridor. He continued following me until I hit a wall and couldn't back away anymore.