The Choice Bonjovi|| Engl.

Chapter VI• Vulnerant omnes, Ultima necat

June saw that in Not something had changed, he wasn't the same, she perceived it from his ways of doing and behaving..
Those weeks she had seen a change, which she didn't know how to interpret, she wasn't good at it and she certainly wouldn't do it now either..

Asking was perhaps the part that suited her best, of course, but then it would have been like one of those who liked to mind other people's business, worse than a gossip magazine, so hated by Jon and how many times he told him..

He watched in silence, trying to understand what was right and what wasn't, but he couldn't, it was too complicated to really do it and I sank..
Of course she was a friend of hers and she could say it with certainty and without a shadow of a doubt, but as she often said to herself, they were not the kind of confidants that a Richie or a Tico could be...

But his concern was there and he couldn't just go away like that...
So what to do?
Taking courage, maybe it was the only thing she could do, maybe it would have helped Jon, or maybe not, but in any case she wouldn't have been regretful about not having done anything..

And he looked at him from the glass door, I saw him with a lost look and with his fingers resting on the piano in a casual way..
He had never done anything randomly, but that time it was as if in his eyes he didn't have the strength to play anything..

- Jon I can, I brought the coffee - said June with the perfect excuse, even if the coffee was for her and not for Jon, but she was fine with it anyway

- um yes thanks, but what about you - Jon asked him after having motioned for her to enter through that door

- I actually already took it, don't worry, I think you need it more than me, it seems like I haven't slept much - the girl said smiling

- no actually no - replied the singer, after taking his coffee in his hands, trying to wake up as much as he could

- How come if I may ask - said June

Yes that question had been asked, she wasn't sure he would answer it, but at least he had asked it, and she was quite relieved...

- but nothing much than general thoughts - Jon said remaining vague, he didn't want to talk about it, he didn't want to mention anything

- sure - said June, she didn't want to be more intrusive than necessary, but she was worried about her friend and seeing him so lost wasn't pleasant at all

- but of course don't worry, it's nothing - Jon said, smiling albeit falsely, he didn't want to say it and he never would have.

- OK, I'll pretend to believe it, even if your eyes say otherwise, it's clear that you're suffering Jonny, but I don't want to insist, because maybe we're not that kind of confidence between friends, but I want to tell you something that is nothing more than a Latin phrase "Vulnerant omnes, ultima necat"-

- which would mean, I don't know Latin June - said Jon, being stunned by a phrase he didn't understand

- all blows wound, the last one kills - said the girl, translating the sentence

- and would like to allude to..- asked the frontman of the group, moving away from the piano to better understand that more than necessary allusive phrase

- it was a Latin phrase that was written on sundials to allude to the passage of time, practically everything passes sooner or later, but sometimes people inflict such lethal blows on themselves that they suffer and die from them..
But the real question is is it worth it,” June said

"Sometimes they kill themselves and you don't even notice," Jon said

- you can't know if you don't try, maybe you can discover that they are useless and that you can avoid them - said the girl

"Who knows," Jon said

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Sorry for the short chapter, today I'll see if I can add something else for now..
Have a good day ❤️