Victoria POV

We came back with Kaya from classes. I stripped quickly and went to my room. I wanted to go to sleep. Stop thinking about everything what happened. It hurts so much. I slumped helplessly on the bed and I almost fell asleep when Kaya came into my room.

- Do not even think about sleeping, Viki. You finally have to get a grip of yourself. - She said seriously.

- I want to do nothing. Give me a break.

- This last for week. How long do you intend to remain in this despair? Why would you even broke up with him if you suffer so much now?

- I will be fine soon. And he would be better without me.

I did not say his name from weeks. At the mere mention of those three letters, I start to cry. I have also no information on him. Kaya not once want to tell me, but I do not want to listen. I have to forget him quickly to begin to function normally.

- He is not better. For several days ...

- I do not want to listen to that. - I interrupted her.

I went under the blanket and covered my head with pillow, to not listen to Kaya.

- This time you listen and maybe understand something.

Kaya tugged the pillow, behind I was hiding and exposed my face. I looked at her in surprise. Why she suddenly behave like this? She never do such things.

- Jin lying in bed for a week. He has pneumonia.

I winced again at the sound of his name, and the second time when I realized that it was my fault that he's ill.

- I'm sorry about that, but I do not how to help him. I'm not a doctor.

- The doctor already took care of him. Now he needs only motivation for a speedy recovery.

- Guys take care of him. Kaya, give me a brake. - I snatched of pillow from her hands and turned my back to her.

I heard the girl sigh with resignation and leaves the room. I closed my eyes. I wanted a dream come soon. When I sleep, I'm not thinking about anything. I was not able to fall asleep. I heard the phone vibrates in my bag, which lay on a chair. I did not want to talk with anyone, but I should at least see who it was. I stood up and dug reluctantly for cell. I was pleasantly surprised when she saw the name of Charles on the display. I wondered for a moment whether to reject a call, but in the end I needed a distraction, so I picked up.

- Hello. - I said.

- Hey, Viki. We do not speak for a week. What's up? - he sounded very happily. Maybe his good humor infect me too.

- Nothing interesting. - I replied indifferently.

- What happened, Viki? You sound like you're crying. - She said seriously.

- I've got some problems recently.

- I'll be right at you.

- Wait. I do not ... Hello? Charles?

Too late, he hung up. And what do I do now? I present a picture of misery and despair, and here will soon be boy who I loved not so long ago. Damn it! I got up from the place. I fixed the bed quickly. I recombine my hair and changed my t-shirt. That's all I could do until I heard the sound of the intercom. Kaya looked at me surprised when I moved down the hallway to the door.

- Who is this? - She called from her room.

- Colleague.

Charles rang the doorbell. I quickly opened up and let him inside.

- Hey. - he said smiling - I bought donuts. I heard that on the sorrows sweets are the best.

He waved in front of my face with plastic bag from the patisserie, which I know well. I smiled involuntarily. I did not done this for week.

Jin POV

It was the middle of the night. I left the room to drink water. In the kitchen I met a sleepy Jackson.

- Jin, are you still up? - He asked.

- If I ever slept for the previous few nights. - I snorted.

Since I recovered from pneumonia, I have not slept a single night. When I close my eyes Viki's word and the moment in which we broke up come back to me. I feel the same feeling when I fall from the stage. I once complained about the excessive sleep, now I pray for just a little bit. Even drugs that I got centuries ago from a psychiatrist, did not work. I take it almost every day, when Jackson does not see.

- You need to put yourself together. You can't life like this any longer. Not sleeping and not eating properly. In the end, you'll get sick again. - He said worried.

- And what with it? No one cares about me.

Jackson put down his empty cup on the table with loud sound. He looked at me seriously and said sharply.

- Don't ever dare such things again. There are many people who care about you. On one break and one girl world does not end. Collect your broken pieces before I will help you, in no pleasant way.

He growls and left me stunned, alone in the kitchen. I let his words deaf ears, shrugged and took a drink, for which I came. What about the fact that someone care about me? It doesn't matter for me. I would fall asleep and sleep forever, but without those painful memories.

In the room I sat down next to desk. I stared blankly at the packaging of sleeping pills. Does it make sense to take them if they do not work? Or maybe I should take more? No, because Jackson will furious. But it's not his business. I spilled pills on hand and the risk of subsequent lecture from friend, swallowed it with water without hesitation. I was sure, that will not work again. Therefore, I stood up, took off from the shelf textbook of internal medicine and began to study. Whatsoever hopeless is my condition, I should not give up my studies.

I was reading it from the beginning, chapter by chapter, and my eyelids does not even become heavier. After another few pages I found a photos - a birthday present from Viki. I wanted to cry. We looked so happily at them. Our selfie until recently was on my screen lock on my phone, but Jackson changed it to a systematic one, so it can not hurt me further. I read the text on the back: "Two people meet by chance, and it turns out that they waited for each other all their life." And suddenly, without knowing how, I fell asleep. I dreamed calmly dreams.

Jackson POV

Why Jin is so quiet? It's after 9am. Maybe he finally fell asleep. I stood outside his door and listened. I did not hear anything. Any moves or to snoring. I began to worry, but I decided to control my over-protectiveness. He could become upset at me and would not talk to me. I can not see how he wanders around the house at night and not eating for several days. Grew thin as hell, he is pale and has shadows under his eyes. He looks terminally ill. He's not yet had recovered well after pneumonia, and now does not care of yourself. I'm afraid of what will happen next. I don't know what exactly happened between him and Viki, but I understand that parting with her could break him down. Viki pulled him out of the mental hole and helped him to regain health. I am aware that he could attach to her and can not imagine life without her. But he still has us. We'll be with him and we can help him. I feel that we came back to the point from a few months ago. Jin fell into a depressed mood, closed for himself and does not allow to help himself .

- Has Jin not stood up yet? - I heard a voice of Maciek behind my back.

- If he ever fall asleep.

- I'll check. - He pushed to door.

- He'll be mad.

- Not at me. At you, yes. - He showed me the tongue and entered Jin's room.

I peeked over his shoulder. Jin was sleeping on his desk, he had to fall asleep while learning. I walked over to him and touched his arm. His hand fell limply and he drop the photo of him and Viki. I did not like it.

- Jackson, look.

Maciek pointed to an open, half empty bottle of drugs. Alarmed with that, I leaned Jin over to the back. He was unconscious. His head flew on all sides, I was afraid that eventually it will break. I checked his pulse - slow, I looked in his eyes, to evaluate pupils, but I only saw white eyeball.

- Jin. - I shook him - Jin, wake up! - He did not react - Maciek, there is something wrong.

- Are you suspect that ...

- Yes. - I did not let him finish - Call for Mark. We are going to hospital.

- We do not have to call him. Last time I come back from home with my own car.

We dressed up Jin with jacket and took to the car. We were at the hospital after some 15 minutes. On ER, medical stuff quickly take care of him. I couldn't tell them much. I gave them just a pack of pills, which I swept from his desk.