It had been almost a month since Jon went to hospital. The house, still owned by Eduardo, was almost silent. Eduardo sat on the couch, eyes red and puffy from how much crying he had done. That's all he had done for the month. Cried. His hands shaking. He shouldn't have said it. He shouldn't had wished for Jon's death. But he had. And it hurt him to admit it. It hurt to breath. It hurt no matter what he did. No matter what he thought. His brain, his heart, his words. It hurt him. It always hurt him. He wanted to sleep. No. He wanted to die. But that wouldn't come. So he lived. Painfully. In his sad, empty house.
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Alone (Eduardo X Jon, No Lemon)
FanfictionThe blue boys in hospital, The Purple is gone, The green can survive, but alone for how long? After Jon almost died, Eduardo was less....Eduardo then usual. How long can he live alone, surrounded by fear and sadness, without someone to talk to&g...
