You and Jesse had been together for a while now, he told you about his “business” because he trusted you enough.

A year ago you had a miscarriage because of the stress. Jesse was devastated, he always wanted a baby, a girl.

Today, you were at his house, laying in bed reading a book when you heard the door open at 3am, it was Jesse.

When he came into the room, his eyes bloodshot and teary you looked up at him “what happened?” You asked him.

“Todd.. he.. he shot a boy today” he mumbled staring to nothing.

Your eyes wide “what?” You knew there would be sacrifices but a child?

“Come here” your voice is quiet and soft as you hold out your hand for him to grab. He hesitated for a second but still takes it and comes into bed to you.

He exhaled a shaky breath as he lays with his head on your chest and you feel a tear tripping down his cheek.