Days had passed, and I tried my best to help the boys as best as I could. I could see that Alex had taken a strain from the fact that Max had been down, but I tried my best to be supportive even so. I made sure that I helped him by making him food, and by giving him love and cuddles. I just wanted them to be okay. I needed them to be okay. Francesco had been healing great. Alex has been really quiet, and he hasn't been doing much either. He spent his time making sure that the armory was stocked with guns.
We had a meeting about now..
I missed my family a bit, and I really wanted to see them.
I was also so worried about Max, and I just struggled to comprehend that he wasn't waking up.
I missed him so much, and everytime I thought about him, my heart ached.
"How are you holding up
