I was really guilty for what I said but I believed that what I said wasn't fully wrong. BUT I believe I said it at the wrong time.
I then slid out the guest bed from under the bed of Jacob and extended it so I could stretch my body too because my body was really aching too much. I laid on the bed and really felt a sense of relaxation in my head and slept.
When I woke up it saw Jacob sitting on the bed and was staring in the blank spaces. I stood and shifted the bed under Jacob's bed but he was still uninterrupted. He was for sure thinking very seriously so I didn't interrupt him and went outside to stroll around. I returned after 10 minutes as I realized it was already 5 in the evening and thought that Jacob would be hungry as I was hungry too. I opened the door and realized that Jacob was still staring in the blank portions of the room. "Maybe I should go and ask him what he is thinking?" I said to myself moving g towards Jacob.
I sat near him and asked, "What are you thinking of, Jacob?" He didn't react, I again asked the same question and he looked at me in surprise when I asked him the same question for the third time but in a high voice. He shifted his eyes towards me and said, "I don't want to go. Because I'm not ready yet." He said. I wasn't sure what he was talking about so I asked " What are you talking about, Jacob?". And at the instant, I saw a pool of water forming in his eyes which he was resisting to flow out his eyes.
I put my hand on his shoulder and asked " You can share if you want to. If you are ready to share you can." He then looked at me and he burst out into his tears and said, " I want to but at the same time I don't want to too." He was wiping his tears continuously and said " I don't want to cry.... seriously I'm trying to stop them. They are not stopping." He was sobbing while saying those words. Innocence was clearly seen on his face but there was one more thing which was clearly visible on his face which was FEAR.
I patted his head and said, " you can calm yourself here. I'll go outside." I stood up and left him alone in the room so he can calm down alone. After an hour I went inside the room and he was quite now. He was trying to stand up, I went near him and helped him to stand up and took him to the washroom as he wanted to go there.
At night I brought him a bowl of porridge and had pasta for dinner. He was silent all the time he wasn't saying anything. Maybe he was unconscious or he was angry about want happened in the afternoon. But I didn't talk to him and we went to sleep.
In the morning Jacob already picked up all his stuff and I was doing all the formalities when I thought of one thing which was really strange "Why no one visited Jacob when he was admitted here no one even contacted for him." I thought for a while and shook my head thinking that maybe they didn't know or they wouldn't be here.
I went to his room and looked at him. He looked very different from yesterday morning he was quite sad which was clearly seen on his face. I went near him and said, "It's time to go home, Jacob."
He looked at me smiled a bit and said, "Thank you so much for every help you did to me, Mason. You were really a great friend.". What does he mean by I "Were a great friend" are we breaking our friendship I thought inside my head but I didn't say it to him...