Evan POV
"Why do you look upset, babe?" Sydney asked.

"I just want to go home." I replied and she nodded.

"So, I was thinking, for our house we should redecorate your room to be sound proof so you can scream and I don't hear it." Sydney rambled on and on about the sound proof walls when I just couldn't stop think about Jon. I saw the cuts on his arm but I never knew it was me who caused it.

"Evan? Evan! Watch out!" Sydney yelled as I swerved away from a truck.

"What the hells wrong with you? We could've died!" She roared.

"I'm sorry, and about the sound proof. We can't afford them."

"Serious-" My phone started to vibrate in my pocket, "Can you get that?" I asked.

She pulled it out of my pocket and put it on speaker. "Hello?" "*sigh* Hey Evan." "Tyler? What's wrong?" "You heard about Jon. Right?" Just hearing it makes my heart brake. "Yeah, why? What happened?" "It's not your fault." I was confused on why. My name was carved into his arm, why wouldn't be my fault?

"I'm sorry, what?" "It's my fault for sending the picture of you and Sydney. I didn't think he'd get this upset, I'm sorry." He apologized, I gripped the steering wheel. "Why would you even take pictures of me and Syd anyway?" I asked. "Trying to see if I could embarrass you. I see I was wrong. I'm sorry." He apologized again, I don't know if I can internally forgive him but I can externally. "It's ok. We have those moments." "Yeah, but not where you put a friend in a hospital for it. You know what I think?" He asked. "What?" "I think he likes you." Sydney was surprised and hung up.

"What the fuck?! No one gets My Ev!" She argued.

"No one said that he did. Tyler was just making an opinion."

"Yeah, but you don't know if it's true! What if it is? We just got together. I can't stand to be apart!" She whined and I sighed.

"He's still my friend, Sydney."

"But I'm your girlfriend, there's a difference. We're romantically involved, you 2 are not." She looked out the window before we stopped at In N' Out burger, where she works. "Bye babe. See you after work!" She smiled as she flirtatiously walked up the steps. "God dammit Evan.." I banged my head on the steering wheel, almost honking the horn. "Why can't I just like-" I saw Jon's moms car. "Loraine?"

Loraine POV (Jon's Mom)
I walk in to In N' Out and smile at the smell of all the delicious Cheeseburgers and Hamburgers cooking. I walk up to the front counter while pulling out my wallet only to see the girl from the hospital. "Hi, what can I get you?" She had an emotionless face and her bun had hairs sticking out. "I would like 2 Cheeseburgers with lettuce, tomato, and pickles with 2 chocolate shakes."

"To go or eat here?"

"To go." I said and she punched in the order.

"35.50" she said, holding out her hand. I gave her my card.

"This is a large meal for a skinny woman." She said, rather rude.

"Actually, it's for my son and my friend."

"Wait- your son? Oh! Your the woman with the gay son!" She laughed.

"I'm sorry, I don't serve Homosexual's, especially their parents." She smirked.

"Then I would like to speak with your manager." I said, taking my card back.

"No can do-"

"What seems to be the problem here?" The manager came around the corner and stood near the girl.

"Yes, hello, this young lady won't serve me because my son is homosexual." I said and he glared at Sydney.

"Sydney, now that isn't the way we serve people. Apologize now and give this woman her order or your shift ends at 4:00." He threatens and she groaned.

"Your order will be ready soon, please just have a seat." She said walking to the back of the kitchen.

"Ma'am, please come with me." The manager said as he walked with me to a table.

"I am terribly sorry for what my employee did there. She just has her own beliefs."

"It's alright, it's not the first time I've seen her." I said.

"What's your name, Ma'am?" He asked getting my attention.

"Loraine Denis. I kept my husbands last name."

"Oh? You're married?" He asked in a rather disappointed tone.

"No, not anymore. Some problems caused us to split up. Anywho, what's your name?" I ask and he points to his name tag.

"George?" I ask and he nods. "My dad was a real nerd about King George." He laughed.

"So, maybe we should do this more often." He scratched the back of his neck.

"Are you asking me on a date, George?" I giggled and he laughed.

"I guess, if you put it like that." He sis fans I nodded.

"Ms. Denis! Your order is ready!" The other cashier yelled. "I should get going. Here's my cell if you ever wanna talk." I handed him my number as I grab my order and walk out the door.

"Ms. Denis?" A familiar voice calls. I turn and see Evan staring at his feet. "Evan? What is it, dear?" I ask concerned. "I wanted to know if I could help you bring that foods to Jon, I want to apologize to him again." He said, still not looking. I was debating on wether I should let him go, or let him stay.

"Of course, hun. Follow me." We walked to my car and he held the drinks and food. We pulled out of the lot and started driving back to the ER.

"So..Jon mentioned something about his dad.." Evan started and I gripped the wheel. "Do you mind if I ask?" He asked again. I stopped at a red light and put my head in my hands, sighing.

"Sorry if I made you upset." He apologized but I shook my head.

"You did nothing wrong it's just.. Jonathan's father was a bad man.." I started.

"He did things to good people for no reason. I begged him to stop, when I was his girlfriend, but he didn't. He then kept talking about having a son, to raise like him.." Tears were coming out of my eyes. "We made a baby, and not to soon, we married. The marriage didn't last long do to...his addiction.." I finished but it seems it got him curious.

"They called him 'Loco Diablo' which was Spanish for Crazy Devil." I finished again. Hoping that's what he was gonna ask...but I was wrong.

"Why? What did he do to get that name?"

(A/N): Hello! I haven't updated in a while so here's your chapter! And~ a little background on Jon's dad. So hope you enjoyed and I'll see you later
~Claw😎