Jerome's P.O.V.

 I slammed the phone shut. My hand sliding downwards it found my pocket.

 Shoving my phone in the pocket I stared at Mitch. A quiet fear in his eyes I outstretched my other hand.

Mitch gladly accepting the invitation he placed his hand on mine. Intertwining his fingers with mine I saw a forced smile grow onto his lips.

 "Mitch, please don't do that again." I spoke up my voice sounding more of a whimper.

Mitch's eyes meeting mine I felt my heart squeeze as they shined with threatening tears.

"I'm sorry Jerome I-" Mitch tried but I interrupted him.

"What were you thinking?!?!" I blurted out angered at him for trying to do that to himself. Hanging his head low the room went dead silent.

 Except for the steady beeps of the heart monitor. I sighed, opening my mouth I waited for a while before finally finding the words.

"I love you Mitch, and I know you know that. I just don't want you hurt.....Please Mitch." I begged.

His left hand twitched as soon as the words left my mouth. Nodding slowly Mitch raised his head so his beautiful yet scarred brown eyes met mine.

"Jerome. Everybody's falling down. Nobody is standing up straight. Preston is gone, Vikk is practically down for the count.

 Rob is being the heartless hero. Lachlan feels like he's the villain and then there's you.

Trying to stay strong for everybody's else's sake. I'm just the sensitive Canadian. I feel like if I left, everybody would forget of all the other pain

that we're dealing with.." Mitch explained his cheeks now glistening with sticky, wet tears I stared at him.

Opening my mouth to speak up and comfort him the nurse walked in. Unplugging the heart monitor he turned towards us.

 "You may leave now" Nodding my head I helped Mitch up. Both of us walking out of the hospital in silent pain.

Holding hands as we walked through the doors....