Jared’s pov.
‘’Where did Bren go?’’ J.J walks into the room with a confused expression on his face. I am seated on the hospital bed, more lost than I have ever been. I sent him away and I am sure he is never going to come back. He dodged the bullet again and this time I was the want that shot him.
‘’Jared’’ he calls my name. He walks to the edge of the bed and sighs ‘’What happened, why did he leave?’’ I don’t want to talk about what happened. I can't believe I have lost him again. This is not how it's supposed to go; he's supposed to be by my side while we figure all this out.
“He was crying, he left upset. What did you guys talk about?” he places his hand on my shoulder and I feel a little better but I'm still not okay.
“He’s a liar, he doesn’t give a s**t” I came to that conclu
