Holding his body in your arms you carry him to the medical office. “Oh my god Jasper what were you thinking?” You were pissed but at the same time worried more than you ever have been.

You were Abby’s apprentice in the medical ward and close to Jasper. Monty brought him in office because he was always drunk but this was serious. He had a knife to his throat,

You sigh as you start to unwrap the make shift bandage and treat him. “Jasper you can’t keep killing yourself like this.” He scoffs at this and starts to speak too, “I’m not suicidal, okay? I drink but that doesn’t make me suicidal.”

Starting to disinfect the wound you retort back. “You may not be slitting your wrists or hanging yourself but that doesn’t mean you’re not. You had a knife to your throat and were smiling.”

You cared about Jasper, he was your first friend and you knew he loved Maya and he was still mourning her lose but this was getting out of hand. He was starting fights, he was getting into dangerous situations, he wasn’t getting better, he was getting worse.

“You don’t know me, you never will.” You inhale offended and start to actually wrap his neck. This wasn’t fair, the way he was treating you wasn’t fair. You two had known each other since the first day that you were here.

You were the one who saved him when he was stabbed by the grounders. You were the one who stayed with him as he screamed in pain. You were the one who fought off Murphy. You were there for him when Maya died.

You wanted him to trust you again like how he did before. You pull away from him and wash your bloodied hands off at the sink. With each time he came in you felt more and more apart. He was pushing everyone away and you couldn’t deal with it. “You can leave, just come back in the morning so I can check your wound.” Jasper quietly leaves and you break down, softly sobbing as you sit down on the cot. ⇚ ⇛ As Jasper comes back in you tiredly start to rewrap and treat his wound. “I’m sorry…about yesterday I mean. I was an asshole,”