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Jon sat on the curbside silently crying to himself. He hadn't mean to do it, but the action is now irreversible and he can't take back what he once had.
It had been the early morning before it happened. As per usual Eduardo, Mark and himself had been outside mocking their neighbors and as usual Jon said something that would make Eduardo angry and hit him. It wasn't rare that Jon would get hit from Eduardo but it always it hurts and wonders why Eduardo would do this. After making fun of the neighbors the rest of the gang walked back into their homes continuing their day.
Although as they walked in however Eduardo immediately scolded Jon for embarrassing him and Mark. Jon didn't mean to and tried to explain to Eduardo about the situation, but the dark brunette man didn't want to hear another word of it, as Jon tried to defend his reasoning but Eduardo stood his ground as he stomped his foot to the floor, this caused Jon to immediately stop talking.
"You live under my roof" he hissed "You have no right to talk back to me as long as you live with me, Understand!'
Jon was prepared to speak but instead just nodded quickly.
"Good...you know you should be more like Mark, he respect the rules of my home and doesn't make a fool out of himself"
Mark raised his head up high showing pride in Eduardo's words. "You've got potential Jon don't waste your time being a fool" Eduardo spat at him
With that Eduardo went to his room and slammed the door violently. Jon looked at Mark with glossy eyes, but Mark huffed and turned his head away, crossing his arms.
"He has a point you know. I know you got guts Jon-" Mark said sounding sarcastic but being completely serious "-but you always say or do something that makes you look like a clown. You've got to toughen up and discipline yourself" He stepped closer to him and putting a finger on Jon's chest roughly "You aren't gonna survive in the real world like this. Better yourself ok" Mark's voice had a hint of passive aggressiveness to it.
With that Mark also walked towards his room. Jon just stood there tears forming in his eyes, he wiped them way trying to convince himself that they were right. After all this always happened and it was always his fault. Jon hated how pathetic he felt and he hated how weak he was compared to his friends. He hated everything about himself.
Later on in the afternoon, Jon was preparing lunch for himself and his roommates. Today was his turn to cook.
"Maybe if I can cook a good enough meal, they'll forget the whole ordeal and forgive me". Jon thought to himself as he was cutting celery. He smiled at the thought of his friends smiling again and accepting his apology. He'd do anything for them.
Jon was thinking of all of the good times he had with his roommates. It was very small but he still appreciated their kindness at moments. They still cared for him....right.
As Jon was deep in thought he accidentally cut his wrist with the large kitchen knife. He let out a loud yelp as it stung.
"Oh- oh no oh no" he panicked looking around the kitchen for something to clog the small wound, or a band-aid.
He searched the cabinets and cupboards for them and he had no success. Then he remembered that they were in the bathroom. He quickly made his way there to wash and clean the wound and open the lower cabinet under the sink for a band-aid. After putting it on he headed back to the kitchen to continue cooking but gasped in horror when he saw that the kitchen was splattered with drops of blood all over the place.
It was almost everywhere and what's worse it was also on the food he was cutting for the soup.
"Gotta clean this before Eduardo finds out" Jon whispered
"Finds out about what" the additional voice started him and he jumped back.
Eduardo narrowed his eyes at Jon then looked at the kitchen and gasped. "What did you do?!" He yelled, Jon lowered his head and took a few steps back in fear. The commotion caused Mark to walk into the scene and he also gasped in horror.
Both men glared at Jon, waiting for his excuse. "Well?" Mark said
Jon timidly spoke up, "I- um I-I accidentally cut myself with a knife a-and I panicked and-"
Eduardo slammed his fist at the table. "You did what?!"
Jon flinched as well as Mark for Eduardo's anger was sudden.
"What are you blind!? This is why I didn't want you to be in charge of cooking! You know Mark is much less of a klutz Jon! You should know this!"
"I-" Jon stammered as tears weld up in his eyes. "I just wanted to make you happy...It was just a mistake"
Eduardo growled at him "You're so pathetic. Goddamit Jon when are you ever gonna stop being a mistake yourself and actually improve! You're a failure and you've proven that to me so many times" He pushed Jon which caused the smaller man to stumble behind almost losing his balance.
Something in Jon snapped, he really didn't like when Eduardo got mad at his mistakes and he didn't even acknowledge that he had a cut. Something he has tried so hard to make his roommates smile but instead they push him around like a punching bag. He had enough of it.
Eduardo stumbled back when Jon pushed him. Mark looked in shock as Jon has never retaliated before. Eduardo looked at Jon with and expression he had never seen before.
"Did you just push me?!" He said in disbelief
Jon was breathing slowly as adrineline fuled him.
"Yes...I tried so hard to make you and Mark happy but you pushed that away! You always get mad at me for everything and you have no right to-"
Before Jon could finish, Eduardo landed a hit on him. This formed a swollen black eye that Jon was far too familiar with. He laid on the floor from both shock and the pain he's enduring. Both physically and emotionally
"What did I tell you about talking back to me! Much less lay a hand on me! I let you live here! I saved your ass in highschool don't forget that Jon" he sneered at him "You're lucky to have Mark and I as your friends. You'd had no one else if we didn't if we didn't include you in our group" Eduardo towered over Jon's body as he whimpered and mumbled something.
"What was that? Say it louder, you know I hate it when you mumble" Eduardo glared daggers
"I said...I'd rather be homeless than spend another second around you!" Jon finally got up and shouted at his so called roommate
Eduardo scoffed "Really!? Ha! Don't make me laugh. You really think YOU can survive alone? Outside in the real world? You're so full of shit sometimes. Come on let's be real here". Mark also laughed at Jon's comment
"Jon, you're smart enough to know the truth. You know what happens if you leave" He got his face close to Jon and acidly said "You won't and will never be allowed back here again" he backed away from him.
Jon head echoed at that statement, his ears ringed and he thought for a bit. With emotionless eyes he wiped his ears and nodded with a simple "you're right... you're right..."
Eduardo let's out a comforting smile, as if he was a friendly man. "Good" he spoke in a softer tone this time.
"Mark can handle the cooking for today, and maybe afterwards we can all watch a movie. My treat"
Jon just stared at him with no emotion. Then he headed to his room, ignoring the kind gesture. This offended Eduardo.
"Well then, fine go cry about it in your room. I tried being nice" His rude manner returned. Mark shook his head in disappointment at Jon's actions "So ungrateful" He added.
A couple minutes went by, when Jon came out of his room with a luggage in his hands and a backpack. Eduardo and Mark raised an eyebrow just as they started to eat.
"Hey it looks like it's about to rain you idiot. It's not the best idea to camp. Now come on, Mark's soup is actually pretty good-"
"I'm leaving" Jon said softly yet loud enough for Eduardo and Mark to hear.
"What?" Eduardo asked confused
"I'm leaving... I don't wanna live here anymore...and I don't care if I come back or not" Jon choked up, trying to hold back some tears
Eduardo rolled his eyes. "Haha funny now come on, soup is still hot"
Jon didn't respond, he stared directly into Eduardo's eyes unblinking.
"Holy shit he's serious" Mark said with bewilderment. Eduardo scowled at Jon
"You really wanna do this? You'd be pretty damn stupid if you do. Have you thought where are you gonna go? Huh" he snapped at him
Jon looked away and his eyes gazed at the door. "I don't know... But I'll find someplace.. anything is better than here..." He took a few steps towards the door and opened it until Eduardo spoke up again
"Jon! I swear to god if you step out of that door you will never come back here you hear me!! I don't care if you plead or cry you ain't coming back here understand!?" Eduardo bellowed.
Jon took his time to think about it one last time. With a deep breath he stepped out and slammed the door on the way out. He could still hear Eduardo tell "Fine!! Go ahead leave!! Who needed you anyways!! Have fun on the streets loser!"
Jon continued to walk until he got to the curb. It had already started raining by the point and he sat down recalling everything that had happened since the morning. Finally he broke down crying to himself. Once more he hated himself now more than ever in his life. He just lost the only friends he had.
Jon couldn't take it anymore but was it worth leaving? Was it right to abondon his friends? Was he a terrible friend. Eduardo is right...he is nothing without them and now an empty feeling laid in his heart. He was alone again, completely and utterly alone.
Jon's thoughts where interrupted by a tap on his shoulder, And looked up.
"Hey" the voice said. "You alright?"
Edd said, behind him was none other than Tom and Matt.