(Tyler's POV)
I've been waiting for a hour in the waiting room slowly feeling the start of a panic attack coming.
I run the the bathroom lock the door and slide down the wall crying with my hands on my face.
"i- im so sorry, I ruin everything." I say to myself. "First Jenna now Jason" I look down at my wrists. My New Year's resolution was to stop cutting and it was starting today.
"I can do this, everything will be Ok." I walk out of the bathroom wiping away tears and someone calls for me to come into the room.
I see Jason sitting and I run in and hug him.
"thank you so much." I say threw sobs.
A day later I get to take him home I didn't sleep at all that night. I put Jason in the car. And drive back home and when we get home I put him in my bed. He had broken his leg so he couldn't walk up stairs very well.
I played down with him and just slept.
Half way through my sleep I had that same nightmare. The day it happened, the day Jenna died.
