Everything's Alright

Chapter Twenty Seven

SARAH POV

At about noon the next day, and I heard my phone say "POOF!" which was the sound that played when someone I didn't know texted me. I looked at it.

Unknown: Hey, it's Jack (Sean). are you available sometime today?
Me: Yeah, man. What's up?
Jack: I need to talk to you in person about something.
Jack: I'll be there in ten, is that okay?
Me: That's cool. See you then.

I was just lying in bed, derping around on Tumblr. I got up and went to the living room. Mark was playing a fan made game. I snuck up behind him and laced my arms around him.

"Hey, guys. Sarah's here." He kissed my hand. "How are you, princess?"

"I'm good." I kissed his cheek. "Sorry for distracting you. I just wanted you to know that Jack and and I were going out for a little while."

He frowned, eyebrows furrowed.

"It's going to be okay. He says he needs to talk to me about something." I said that Mark still wasn't okay with that. "It'll be okay." I leaned in close and whispered in his ear, "I'll be thinking of you in that outfit the whole time."

Mark swallowed hard and his face was a deep red. I walked away giggling. I got dressed and waited for Jack. He eventually showed up and I went downstairs.

"Hey, Sarah." He said with a smile.

"Hey Jack. Where to?" I asked.

"Gonna go to this park that isn't too far and walk around." He said, beginning to drive. I nodded. We arrived quickly. We climbed out and walked a little before either of us said anything.

"So, uh..." Jack began, awkwardly. "Last night, Ozzy came home and we had dinner and we recorded a video, you know like always."

I nodded, urging him to continue on. He sighed and sat down on a bench we had come across. I sat next to him.

"Well, we, uh, were gonna do the sex thing ... and I had pulled down their pants, and there were....marks..." He was avoiding eye contact.

"Jack, I know they self-harm." I said, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"That isn't it.... These were new, still red... Osiris freaked the hell out and started crying. I didn't know what to do. I just froze there." He looked at me. "What am I supposed to do?"

"Just be there for them, telling them that's it's okay and that you still love them." I said. "Ozzy needs to know that you will still love them even after they have self-harmed. That's what Mark and I are at. I cut a few days ago and he just held me, letting me just cry into him."

We sat there in silence for a few moments. I ran my fingers over my arm, still bandaged.

"Oh, that's what that was for? I just assumed it was, like, you broke it or something." He said. "I'm sorry."

"No, don't feel bad." I said. "It isn't your fault. And don't blame yourself for what happened with Ozzy. Sometimes, even when you're with someone, you feel alone."

"Still. It sucks that you and Osiris have suffered so much and have had to cope like that..." He looked at the ground. "Can I tell you something?"

"Of course."

"I...I think I'm in love with them." He looked straight at me. I had seen the seriousness and the care before, from Mark, and I knew he was speaking the truth.

"Did Mark ever tell you how he told me he loved me?" I asked.

"No. He didn't." A slight smile appeared on his face.