After a few days, Mark let you go back to your apartment.
The police had been round to take a statement from you and DNA from your flat. They knew who had attacked you, there were witnesses, and if the attack wasn't enough to land him in trouble, what the police found in his house added another few years onto his sentence.
Of course, your parents had come to visit you, which wasn't a fun experience. It really was just for appearances. They only stayed for an hour, making sure you were alive and weren't going to move home any time soon.
When they had left, Mark came round to see you.
"How are you feeling today?" He asked
"I'm feeling okay" you sighed, making yourself some tea.
"I just wanted to warn you that I'm going away for a little while soon... I can see if you can come with me if you don't want to be here on your own?" He asked.
"Where are you going?" You ask, sitting down beside him.
"Well PAX is coming up and I've been planning on meeting up with a few people for quite some time now." He explained, almost looking worried like he was doing something wrong.
"That sounds awesome" you smile, resting your feet on his lap. "Who are you meeting up with?"
Mark's face lit up a little at that.
"Well, Bob and Wade definitely, and my friend Jack might actually be coming this year, which is awesome because he's coming all the way from Ireland" he chuckled, unable to say the country's name without a poor attempt at an Irish accent.
"That sounds amazing" you grinned, taking his hand and squeezing it. "Sounds like you're going to have an amazing time"
That's when Mark's face fell.
"But you'd be here all on your own... I mean, what if something happens again? I'll be so far away" he muttered, starting to ramble.
"Mark I'll be fine" you smile, trying to reassure him.
"But it's Boston!" Mark sighed. " it's on the other side of the country "
"I know that" you sigh. "But I have to go back to work. I can't just sit around with you and watch you play video games, I need to pay my rent and buy groceries"
"I know" Mark frowned. "But what if something does happen and I'm not here for you?"
"I'll be okay. You'll only be gone for a few days. It's not like you're going for weeks" you smile squeezing his hand again.
"You could come with me you know..." He mumbled. "I could pay for your tickets and everything..."
"Mark, no" you sigh. "Go and have a good time. See your friends and talk to your fans."
"But you cover both those categories" he chuckled.
He was right. It was almost weird to think that at one point in your life you had never met Mark. You would sit in your room for hours and watch his videos, and now you were practically living with him.
