“Jon!.” I wake up to hear frantic breathing
I open my eyes to see Matt shaking Jon. Jon’s breathing horrendously. He's still asleep. I see his hands slightly trembling
I slap his face and he gasps awake, he chokes on his own saliva, he sits up immediately.
Matt slaps his back a few times.
“What the fuck was that?!...” I sit up properly
Jon exhales out harsh breaths, the sun is just rising,just barely casting visible light into the room. He looks dazed, he stares down at the covers
I knew his breathing could be abnormal but what the fuck
He sniffles, “It's fine…” He sighs, wiping his face, “I feel fine, I'm sorry- I need toa- o…” He’s out of breath. He gets out of bed and trudges down the hall.
Matt sighs, he slumps back down.
“He has breathing problems, it's fine”
“His hands were shaking.”
He closes his eyes and breathes carefully. “He’s suffered severe concussions from playing Rugby, it's nothing life threatening but shit happens”
He opens his eyes and stares at me. “Sleep in your own bed.”
He grabs my shirt, “He doesn't need you.” He yanks me back onto the bed
“Aren't you going to check on him?...”
“He just needs to be alone for now”
“Go back to sleep” He throws the covers over me
“It's not your business.”
“You don't care, you shouldn't care. He's an adult, he can handle himself”
“Would you want people all over you after doing that?.”
“He's embarrassed and stressed, he doesn't want people in his space. He needs to be alone.”
I lay my head on the pillow.
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