"He will, son. You watch it. Now relax, you're gonna be fine."
He hoped Edward was. If Bolton wasn't fucking fired after this, he had no idea what he was supposed to do. How could Bolton be stopped? If he could just throw people around then what was the option? How did he win this? Without realising it, Jonathan gripped Edward's hand and his eyes zoned out. His brain couldn't focus and suddenly, he was being shoved aside by medical. As they started to sort of Edward, Jonathan sat on the shower floor and debated what the fuck he could do next.
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He hoped Edward was. If Bolton wasn't fucking fired after this, he had no idea what he was supposed to do. How could Bolton be stopped? If he could just throw people around then what was the option? How did he win this? Without realising it, Jonathan gripped Edward's hand and his eyes zoned out. His brain couldn't focus and suddenly, he was being shoved aside by medical. As they started to sort of Edward, Jonathan sat on the shower floor and debated what the fuck he could do next.
This had to end. Soon. Somehow.