Chapter 18

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(Sorry for not updating I have the massive end of the year test this week and in June 15 I'm on summer break so that's a goodie and I had gotten sick so eh ima update.!!)

Eduardo's pov: I look at Mark and Jon they are asleep I just finish my plate of food and go to the store and grab some things I and head to the house Mark was chillin with Jon on the couch meanwhile I was putting the stuff I bought away and soon saw Jon get up and go to the bathroom I shrugged it off and was cooking peacefully when I heard a scream and I bolted up the stairs and saw Jon on the floor shaking I saw a knife in his hands and saw he was bleeding on his wrists  and saw Mark on his knees crying Jon was still breathing so that was a good thing I ran down stairs and grabbed the emergency kit and ran up the stairs and saw Mark on the floor holding him crying I grabed Jon and he flinched a little that was another good thing i grabbed him and put him on Mark's bed and started to do cpr on him and he woke up and looked at me and I screamed with joy and Mark ran in and pulled out his emergency kit and we started to rub rubbing alcohol on his cuts he flinched and cried silently on me and I held his other free hand and started to kiss him he felt better after and Mark was wrapping up his arms and stared to walk to his bed and Jon was confused but Mark was crying on him. I went down stairs and started to make lunch I asked him what he wanted he said "grilled cheese sandwich!!!" I made him his lunch and Mark came down with Jon. Jon was asleep in his arms but Mark had dried tears on his face but Jon was just there laying in his arms curled up like a baby burrito it was adorable but I soon realized they were asleep on the couch and I      finished making lunch and brought them upstairs and put them to bed and turned on the air in the house so it felt like night for them I sat down eating and I was looking at old photos of us and I sat there exhausted and with tears in my eyes and I cried for a couple of hours and saw the pills and looked at the label and grabbed a few and the others came down and saw me I said " it's not what you think ....uhhhh.!!! " and ran out the house with the pill bottle in my hands....

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