To rebuild our home

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Jon's POV

"I love you Jon. You and Mark will always be my número uno." He finally said before he broke down in tears again. Mark just hugged him and nodded at me in agreement.

"I love you as well Jon. I wish I would have shown you this earlier as well. You will always be a part of us, someone who makes us feel whole and someone who fills up our home with joy and action. Don't you ever forget that you are important to us. We just can't live without you properly." Mark now stated out in a more emotional way than he would usually talk.

This was it, the things that I wanted to hear the most from them. I always wanted to hear those simple words from them and finally they spat them out. 'I love you' those words made me feel the warm and fuzzy feeling that I always get when someone huggs me, but this time it is even stronger. I felt truly happy and loved. For the first time again after a long time I truly felt as if I would belong somewhere and as if I was wanted. I am their friend and they are my friends and I love them as well.

I got excited and was about to run towards Eduardo and Mark, but then it happened as I was beginning to run from the end of the cliff towards them I slipped and stumbled backwards as I was trying to stay balanced on both of my feet.

I fell back from the edge of the cliff, but I somehow was able to hold on onto the edge of the cliff with one of my hands. My heart was beating in my chest like crazy. I don't want to die, I wanna live again, please let me live and be with my friends I prayed in my head in the hopes of surviving this situation. In the hopes that God would give me one more  opportunity to live my life to the fullest.

I was lucky, because even though I was slowly losing my grip and about to fall into my own death Eduardo and Mark were both able to grab me on my arm and to pull me up again. It hurted pretty much but at least I was safe again. I didn't died, I was able to survive yet again. I got another chance of living, I was so happy that I imidiently hugged them both and cried onto their shoulders tears of joy. I was thanking them for saving me and thanking God for giving me all of those chances. "I love you two as well." I was finally able to say what I wanted to tell them before I fell backwards. This led to them smiling and hugging me even tighter, but not tight in a way that was uncomfortable. It was more like a warm, passionate and welcoming hug.

After a few minutes we broke up the embrace and walked back to our home that I was finally able to call a home again. Once we arrived at the doorstep Eduardo turned around to face me and said "welcome home again." With a wide and genuine smile. I couldn't help but smile as well. It was time for a new beginning.

In our home Eduardo asked me if I wanted to eat or drink something in which I just shook my head and told him that I wasn't hungry. He as well as Mark seemed a little upset by my response but I promised them that I would most definitely eat something later in which their faces lit up in response.

"I need to ask you something? Can we help you clean up your room? Your room is a little messy so I think that it would be better and feel more welcoming for you if it would be cleaner." Eduardo asked. J nodded and was happy that Eduardo was putting his effort into doing something for me.

So they walked into my room and made my bed at first before Eduardo walked over to my trash can were a few bloody tissues as well as the suicide note that I wrote was still inside.