Safe | Jonah Marais x Corbyn Besson

Chapter 4 - Pray For Corbyn

[Jonah's POV]

"Hey... you ok?" I whispered softly to Corbyn. His innocent, angelic face was lying in that hospital bed and it was probably because of me. The doctors said that he was resting, and he hadn't waken up since the incident. I couldn't hold my tears back. My best friend was just hit by a car, a week before Christmas. I got him an early Christmas present: a llama from Fortnite and a bundle of exclusive NASA shirts that I got from my connections. I left them on the bedside table, in case he woke up, and then left to get some lunch. I was starving, I flew straight down from Minnesota as soon as I heard the news that Corbyn was hospitalized. Zach and Jack were back at their homes and hadn't heard the news yet, Daniel heard but was unable to fly since he's in Europe with his family. Daniel and I are listed as Corbyn's emergency contacts, along with his mom, dad, Ashley, Jordan, and Christina. As I was heading down to the main lobby to find some food, I passed Christina. She was in tears, holding a gift basket for Corbyn that was wet from the amount of tears that Christina had. I hugged her tightly and told her that everything would be fine, she nodded and held me close for a little bit, then spoke.

"Thank you for flying down here Jonah... I had a beauty convention I was attending but I cancelled as soon as I heard the news. I really hope he'll be okay." I told her that everything would be fine, and she wiped her tears and headed for Corbyn's hospital room. I cried a little as I saw her walking past. I wiped my tears, and finally headed to the elevator to go downstairs. At that moment, I realized that our fans had no idea that Corbyn was hospitalized, and neither did Jack or Zach. I hopped on Twitter and wrote a paragraph dedicated to Corbyn, and I texted the groupchat about the incident.

"Dear Limelights: recently, our buddy Corbyn was involved in a pedestrian- car accident. The doctor's say that he will be okay, but his arm and lower ribs are broken and he is currently comatose. They don't know when he will wake up, but we all have hope that it will be soon in time for our 8 Letters global tour. Stay strong in there buddy @corbynbesson. Love you lots bud, I'll visit you everyday until you're better. #prayforcorbyn."

Immediately, my mentions were flooded with concerns and comments. One Limelight wrote "I hope Corbyn is okay, I love him so much and he's helped me get through tough times." Another wrote "Jorbyn is real!" There were also a few hate comments, but I ignored them. I didn't have time to focus on the hate. After scrolling through Twitter for a bit while eating lunch, I finally got a text from Zach.

"WTF, tell him that I'll be there as soon as I can, flying up from Texas ASAP."

And with that, Zach bought a ticket to Virginia, where I was currently at waiting for Corbyn to rest up. Still no reply from Jack though.