The moment he found you and noticed what you had done, his heart crushed into pieces, how is possible that his little kid just did that, why did you tried to kill yourself?

Fortunaly for him you survived, he was so relieved for that, his only worry now was taking care of you, cleaning your wounds, and try to make you happy again

"Hey...Ya feel like eatin'?" He asked softly, petting your hair as he sat next to you on your bed, his eyes drifting ever so slightly to your once cut and now bandaged wrists