You and Jonas are best friends; and it’s been that way since 4th grade. It stood that way even when he grew cold. It is now college year.

You had recently started dating this guy; and he’d treated you like shit. To putting his hands on you, locking you out, anything. You’d give him so many chances, n Jonas kept warning you but you didn’t listen. Now you were in his arms in the moonlight full of blood.

“Jonas..”

He’d look down at you.

“Feel my heart Jonas..”

“..I think it’s broken.”