The doctor led them into Jayden's room where he was lying on the bed, his arms and legs restrained. In the white starkness of the place, he appeared even smaller, and it was hard to hide how thin he was in a hospital gown, as opposed to the baggy shirts he used to conceal it.
Jayden was pulling at the sheets, clearly trying to get to his feeding tube in order to pull it out. "Oh no you fucking don't," Nicholas hissed, rushing forward to pull the tube up off the sheet so Jayden couldn't manage to get ahold of it.
Frustrated and exhausted, Jayden burst into tears.