I can help you if you want it

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Jon's POV

" Joe! " I yell shaking him trying to wake him up.

He's shaking a lot and mumbling shit in his sleep so I can tell he's having a nightmare.

" I'm going to pour water on him " I hear Renee say and I shake my head.

" Joe! Wake up man! " I yell getting a little worried.

" Huh? " he ask bolting up.

" Sorry dude you were having a nightmare " I tell him.

He doesn't say anything for a while he just stares at the wall in front of him.

I sigh and text Colby.

Me: what you doing?

He left to go do something like an hour ago.

" He's not going to wake up! He's dead, he gone " I hear Joe crying to himself.

I look at him to see his breathing starts picking up fast.

I put my phone down and sit next to him.

" Joe breathe " I say holding up ten fingers so he'll count with me to stop his panic attack.

" He's dead, he's dead, he's dead " he just keeps repeating over and over again.

He starts pacing around the room gasping for air.

" Joe breathe " I say knowing it's about to get bad.

All of a sudden he faints and falls to the ground.

" Joe! " I yell going to his side.

" Yeah my friend just fainted " I hear Renee on the phone probably with the ambulance.

" You'll be ok, it'll be ok " I whisper hugging Joe.

Colby's POV

I walk in the emergency room where Jon, Renee, and Mason are sitting.

" Oh look who decided to show up " I hear Jon scoff.

I look at him angry because I didn't do shit to him.

" Why you mad at me? " I ask him.

" Maybe because your a dick " he says and Renee nudges him trying to get him to stop.

" How the fuck am I a dick? Joe's fine dude it was just a panic attack " I tell him since he's freaking out over nothing.

" No he's not fucking fine, Colby! " he yells standing up looking at me.

" He's not fucking ok! You would know that if you haven't been around fucking wolves for the past fucking week! "

" Dude he had a panic attack I have them all the time " I tell him getting mad.

" Yeah he has a panic attack! The twelfth one today! I've been counting! Yesterday he had seven! He's also been having nightmares so bad he wakes up screaming at the top of his lungs, sweating and I'm there to see all that! But where the fuck are you!? His fucking husband! Your the one supposed to be there for him and your fucking not! I'm the one who has to sit with him every night and get him through this! His best friend just fucking killed himself dude! Be there for him! "