TO NOT  S T R U G G L E

Jonathan listened to the boy lying on his couch, his hand resting on his wounded side. He couldn't have agreed more with how foolish he was for saving this man but god how his feelings of worry risen. There was no one else with him.

The sound of him grunting to life echoed causing him to stop washing his bloody hands and walk over to the blonde, using a rag to clean his hands. "Ah!" Came a groan as the man brushed his hand over the wound. He licked his lips as he held the blooded white rag between his fingers before throwing it aside to the other couch. The blonde male pulled himself up right on the couch and looked down to his blooded side before looking to the left where the door was.

"Don't even think about it."

This caused the blondes head to jerk towards him and their eyes to lock. He could see the males pupil retract as his eyes went wide with pure shock and some other emotion he couldn't read. "J-Jon?" The pain in his voice made Jonathan's heart ache with sadness. He would never admit how much seeing the blonde male made him feel relaxed but how much it worried him. Where were the others?

"Bryce.."

There was silence after his name left the males lips, sounding so pure and clean. Like God had blessed him with the purest of fruit that not even the world around him could kill him. It was all such a lie though. Behind his voice was pain, sorrow, and anger.

"How did you find me? Where are we?"

"You came to me last night. You were wounded pretty bad..what happened?"

"They found me Jon..and they'll find you too if you stay with me."

This made him furrow his brow as he kneeled down beside the man who laid up right on the couch. "Who Bryce?" His voice was soothing but there was worry mixed with it. "The men who killed Ryan..." Silence.

Jonathan swallowed the lump in his throat as he thought back to the group he had been so safe with once before. "It's all my fault Jonathan..don't blame yourself.." He looked up to the blonde who was drowning in emotion. So wildly. "I got myself caught and it ended in bloodshed. So fast...I couldn't do anything..before you even ask," he took a deep breath. "He pulled me from the bullet. Ryan sacrificed himself for me and now...he...no, they, follow me.."

Jonathan raised a brow as he heard the man say this. "Who's they Bryce?" He watched the blonde shake his head as he let out a shaky sigh. "Listen to me Jon, you can't be around me. I-I don't want to cause pain upon you..I don't want to loose you."

"Bryce," Jonathan breathed out. "Last night you asked me to stay with you..you breathed out to me, "Please..Don't leave me again.." And I took you here..! I saved you!"

"I understand but Jonathan you don't understand! I can't let you stay with me!"

"Why?!"

Silence passed between them and he swallowed. "Because there is no cure. It was all a lie. I am the only one who can bring this to an end but yet I'm slowly losing my mind.." He began to shake violently. "I'm losing my sanity and I don't want you to be there when it happens.." Suddenly he felt a warm embrace and as soon as he felt it tears rushed down his cheeks.

"Bryce I'm not leaving you again..I'll be the one to end you once that day comes.."

"My life drips in such an easy trail to follow Jon..why stay when they stop at nothing?"

"......."