He had it again, he knew that. He gripped the edge of the sink, looking down as a tear ran down his eye. And there was that feeling again, he stumbled over to the toilet as the liquids came rushing out.
That only made his cries worse. He stayed there for a while, just staring at the wall until he decided to get back up and walk right back to her.
"You okay?" she whispered, he nodded and took her hand as he pulled her over to him.
The girl slowly got on the bed, being very careful, as if not to hurt him, he was fragile in her eyes right now, she lay next to him as he put his arm around her, finally feeling comfortably and hugging her tightly. He sighed heavily as his eyes closed.
The girl hummed to herself as she played with his hair, she looked at her hands, and silently started crying at the sight of what was on her hands.
She kissed his forehead and for the first time in her life she prayed. She didn't know how to start, but she knew what to pray for, so she did. She prayed for him.