"I hate you." One.
"Go away." Two.
"I never loved you." Three.
"Get out of my life." Four.
Four different responses.
Four different texts...
All the same pain.
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Mark uncurled himself from his position from when he fell asleep. He cried himself to sleep last night, a thing he had picked up over the past three months. He hadn't eaten in days. He just didn't have the energy. His arms were scarred, showing how badly he was addicted to his razor blade.
Why? Because the only thing that kept him going had left him. It started out a normal day, but little did Mark know that it would change his life...
•~•~•FLASHBACK•~•~•
Mark picked up his phone, bubbling with excitement. His day has been great so far, why would it change now?
'Hey Yami! What's up?' He typed, pressing the send button and staring at his phone, waiting for him to text back. He did, but it wasn't what Mark expected...
~•~Mark's POV (still in flashback)~•~
I stared at the two words for a few moments before shaking it off. 'Go away.' It had to be a joke... I hadn't done anything to him. Had I? 'Aw, Yami come on. Be nice! You know you love me.' I typed, chucking slightly. 'I never loved you.' I froze. I pushed it off as another joke, but I felt something off. 'Haha, yeah you do. Come on, don't be a Yamimeanie.'
'I hate you.'
I shattered. My heart literally felt like it had been broken. 'What? Yami, what'd I do now?' I really hoped he was playing...
'Get out of my life.'
•~•~•End of flashback (still Marks POV because I quit writing in 3rd person. XD)•~•~•
And because of that day, I have barely eaten, I've always slept, and I never really did anything. Except cut. It helped. The pain and the blood reminded me that I was still alive, and the faster it pulsed out, the more relief that came. My phone dinged and I ignored it. Nobody really cared. They just acted like it.
Curiosity was killing me, so I shuffled over to my phone. There was one text.
From: Yami<3
Mark please forgive me! I wasn't right. I was mad and confused because Jess broke up with me, and then my parents... They died in a car accident. Mark please, I'm really really sorry. I need you. Please come back...
I sighed and clicked the 'call' button. His text made him sound horrible, and I was more sure of that when he answered the phone. "Ma'k!" He yelled, his voice toned with surprise and sadness. "Hey Yami. Long time no see, huh?"
"Yeah. Ma'k I'm really sorry... I was mad and didn't really want to deal with a lot more of stuff so I disconnected from the world... Ma'k I need you. If... If you weren't here I'd probably be dead..." He said, sniffling a bit at the end. "Aaron... Aaron Skype me." I said, opening up the program on my computer. "Ma-" "Aaron Ash." "Okay... Stay on the phone until it's set up... Please..." God, I love this man. "I will. I promise." The Skype call indicator sounded, and I slowly accepted it, afraid of what was on the other end. It was a broken Yami. He looked just as bad as me.
A/N- Hello everyone~ This is going to be a short little book, but knowing me it'll take a long time to complete. XD Anyways, hope you all liked! Buhbai~!
~EpicSorceress
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Broken Together- Markimash
Fanfiction"I hate you." One. "Go away." Two. "I never loved you." Three. "Get out of my life." Four. Four different responses. Four different texts... All the same pain.
