~Jack's POV~
I was pacing in the waiting room, biting my nails.
This was my fault.
His mom came over to me with a frantic face.
"Are you the boy who called the ambulance? " She asked and I nodded.
She pulled me into a hug and I broke down. I couldn't help but cry.
"I'm so sorry" I sobbed.
"Why? "
"He thinks I used him. That why he did this"
Her face went pale and she began to explain.
"Jonah's dad, he used him. He- uh, he raped him. If you had done whatever you did to someone else, I doubt this would've happened. " She rubbed my arm
"I have to talk to him" I stood up
He thinks I used him for sex.
"Honey, he's struggled with this for awhile. I've tried to help him but he just pushes me away."
"No you don't understand. This is all my fault" I cried.
"You can see him when he wake-"
"No you don't understand. I LOVE HIM. I need to know he's okay"
"I need to hold his hand, please" I continued and she nodded her head and went to talk to the nurse.
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A/N I hope this explained it better, and gave you more of an understanding of why he acted the way he did. Someone with an unstable mindset can break at the easiest things.
