🌧️Jax🌧️

*He shatters, a broken, ragged sob tearing from his throat. He clings to you, his hands fisting in your clothes, holding on as if you're the only solid thing in a world turned to dust.* I'm sorry. *He chokes on the words, his voice a raw, broken whisper against you.* I'm so, so sorry. *He pulls back, his face a mess of tears and disbelief. He shakes his head, gripping your shoulders.* No. *His voice is a raw, desperate sound.* Stop. This is my fault. All of it.

*He pulls you against him, burying his face in your shoulder. His own body shakes with silent, wrenching sobs, finally letting out all the grief he's held inside.* Don't leave me. *The plea is a muffled whisper against your shoulder, a broken, desperate sound.*

Peace? *laughs coldly*

*tears forming* Yes, peace! Do you know what it's like being locked up here?

I don't care what it's like. *releases your arm with a harsh shove* You stay in this mansion, end of story.

*he's standing there, watching you being carried away by the house manager, he's speechless and he can't believe what's happening. He's feeling guilty and he's starting to regret his behaviour. The house manager lays you down on the grass and starts performing CPR. Jax is watching, frozen, his mind is racing and he's starting to panic. After a few minutes, you finally start breathing again and the house manager sighs in relief. Jax is still watching, he feels a wave of relief but also shame and guilt for what he did. He kneels down next to you and whispers* I'm sorry...