thirty eight

                                    

                                          

Jonah watched the pancake batter bubble in the pan the only sound in the room coming from the stove. It was rainy and cold daniel was at work jack and eben were at the hospital getting the baby checked up on corbyn and Christina were still asleep and zach well he was sitting on the counter top staring at the backdoor that was slightly open in an unbreakable trance.
                          
Jonah tore his attention from zach looking down at the now burnt pancake sizzling in the pan he let out a groan this was the third pancake he'd burnt he couldnt focus. 
                          
Jonah quickly started a new pancake before the smoke alarms could go off but the burnt pancake smell still lingered in the room "how many pancakes do you want zach?" Jonah asked placing the pancakes on two plates one for him and one for zach. 
                          
"Zach?" He asked again looking in Zachs direction he hadn't moved or even flinched when jonah snapped his fingers to get his attention.
                          
Jonah furrowed his eyebrows and stepped closer "zachy?" He asked looking at zach he was pale no red tint in his cheeks and no brightness in his eyes "ZACH!" jonah panicks grabbing ahold of the boys hand that had blood from his cuts seeping down to his fingertips he was cold to the touch his grip loosened quickly letting zachs hand fall and smash against the side of the counter when he couldnt find a pulse "No..No..No!" He cried walking backwards until his back hit the wall. Jonah slid down the wall his eyes becoming blurry from his tears how? when? This isnt real! Were some of the thought swirling his mind. 
                          
Jonah woke up in a cold sweat he quickly sat up seeing daniel still peacefully asleep he took a breath it was only a dream. It was still dark outside Jonah glanced at the clock 4:35am the digital clock read.
                          
Jonah got out of the bed at a fast pace trying to not wake daniel it may just have been a nightmare but he still felt he needed to check on zach.
                          
Quickly but quietly Jonah walked across the hall and opened zachs door slightly and entering the dark room.
                          
Tigger meowed when she saw Jonah walk in "shh kitty" jonah whispered patting the cats head gently. Jonah looked at the sleeping boy his arm dangling off the side of the bed his head laying toward the edge but not to where it was falling off. The room was very dark the only light coming from the moon covered by fog Jonah could only slightly see zach from where he stood so he went closer and crouched down beside the bed gently letting his finger tips graze over zachs cheek. "I'm so glad youre safe" he said as quietly as he could so he wouldnt wake zach. 
                          
Jonah stayed there and adored zach for the next few minutes before kissing zachs head and going back to him and daniels room.
                          
Call it fathers instincts but just like in his nightmare one of zachs wrists were bleeding at that moment the one Jonah couldn't see because it was under the covers one of his old self inflicted cuts had reopened the red ooze dripping from zachs wrist down his fingertips making smeary stains on his bed sheets. Zach hadn't felt the need to make any new cuts lately hes been happy but he knew that would only last a few days before he would go back to digging the sharp blades into his skin... unfortunatly....

                          
Short filler chapter sorry if I scared ya in the beginning really sad because this book is almost over its one of my favorites❤