When people mentioned Jonathan to you, you never thought it was something serious, you thought people were asking just because, because they were nosy... But when they told you he was in the hospital, everything changed.

You didn't hesitate to step on the accelerator of your car to get there, and even less so with your legs to run to his room.

He had tried to jump off a fucking bridge, but he had survived, almost without a scratch, that was incredible. He was the damn baby of some divine deity or something.

Even if you knew why he did it. His father's death, months after you'd broken up with him. While the breakup had him somewhat zombie-like... his father's death damned him too.

"No..." He almost whimpered as he saw you enter, there were only two doctors by his side. Jonathan's eyes were watery.