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Tom's POV

I really felt bad about this guy. Listening to the way that he has been treated by Eduardo made my stomach turn. I wanted to keep on telling him that mistakes are normal and that he shouldn't blame himself for such dumb things that could be replaced. I mean at least he hasn't tried to kill anyone like that stupid commie Tord.

But them I heard a knock at my door and heard Edd's voice. "Tom, who are you talking to?" The Cola lover asked me. "Come in and see for yourself." I responded plainly, I didn't see a point into hiding Jon away from Edd or Matt. Then I saw him as he was opening the door and spotting Jon sitting on my bed. This sight only made Edd more confused, so I told him everything that happened so far from the moment I found him up until this very second and even explained him what Jon had told me.

Edd seemed confused and shocked about the things that I had told him. He opened his mouth, but closed it right after. I understood him, if I were him I wouldn't know either what to say if someone had told me this. It was just so odd that someone like Jon would do something like this to himself.

"I always knew that Eduardo was an asshole, but this time he had crossed the line!" Edd eventually spat out and was on his way out of my room. "Where are you going?" I asked him. "I am going to face this tasteless bastard!" Edd yelled out. My eyes widen as well as Jon's. "Please stop him." Jon pleaded me to stop him, he didn't wanted Edd to talk with Eduardo or to fight with him. I just couldn't understand why he wouldn't want that, Eduardo needed to hear the truth. That's why I just crossed my arms and didn't moved a muscle. "Eduardo needs to hear the truth, just let Edd take care of this he knows how to solve issues like this one". I pointed out, but it was to late, after finishing my sentence I realized that Jon was already gone.

Jon's POV

I could still hear Tim rambling about something as I slowly left the room, sprinted towards Edd and grabbed him on his right arm. Edd suddenly stopped and turned his head around to face me he looked at me as if he was clueless. "Are you alright Jon?" He asked me confused and a bit worried about me. I was still panting from all the running, but I was able to nod my head to indicate him that I was okay.

He let me calm my breath and waited patiently for the reason on why I was stopping him. He wanted answers and I wanted to give him them. "Please, don't go to Eduardo. It's fine, I deserve this." I finally said after catching my breath. Edd looked at me with a haunted expression on his face. This shift on his face caught me by surprise, he reacted like Tom. Did they really think that Eduardo was in the wrong for doing this?

"Don't ever say that again Jon. From what Tom had told me he has been Abusing you over objects. He has been beating you up because of a couple of stupid clothes and a dishwasher. He has hurt you physically and emotionally and almost brought you into killing yourself if Tom hadn't prevented this. How can you still think that you are the problem when in fact Eduardo is the one that has been treating you Unfair?" Edd asked me in a serious tone.

I stayed silent, there was nothing I could have said to that. Maybe he was right, I mean Mark also blamed Eduardo for being to harsh to me. Still if it wasn't for my stupidity then I wouldn't be in this mess right now. I was pulled out of my thoughts by Edd hugging me. This took me by surprise, but it felt good. I wish that Eduardo or Mark would have hugged me more often, but the only day when I got hugged by Mark and Eduardo was when I was released from the hospital. I tried to think, when was the last time that Eduardo has hugged me before this whole situation with the missle incident? I couldn't remember a time like that anymore.

The incident was the last time before my hospital release where he was holding me tighter to himself. It seemed like I was worth something to Eduardo back then, but not that I think back about the way he treated me I was convinced that I was just hallucinating or something like that after all and that he hadn't showed me any affection after all on that day. I hugged Edd back and never wanted to let him go. The warmth, the softness and the feeling of being appreciated and cared by another person was the sweetest thing that I was able to feel since the day of my release. Then it rang on the front door.

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