Socks POV
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I quickly flew upstairs and busted through Jonathan's bedroom door. "Jonathan?!"
He sat up then looked at me with the most regretful expression I've ever seen. "J-Jonathan.. buddy.." I said as I slowly sat down on the other side of his bed "what song were you singing..?" We looked at each other. Jonathan looked confused, lost, and hopeless.
The thought of him killing himself made me quite sad now, even though it is my job to get him to do it. All of these random thoughts filled my head and I was in confusion. "Now what" I said under my breath forgetting I was in his room. "Now..what...?" Jonathan asked me, I turned to him.
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"I-I was singing a song.. I wrote for you." He said with a quivering lip. At this point I was about to burst into tears. Oh, how I wish I could hug him to make him feel better but he hates that. "Jonathan I'm really.."
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🌸{{really what? Lol, we'll see in the next part}}🌸enjoy~❣️
