Irish Sweetheart

Chapter 8. Test Between Friends

~4 Months Later~

**Your POV**

I finish packing the last box of the apartment. I smile as I write with marker 'Dishes' on the side. Jack finally got his citizenship forms, and we bought a decent house by the ocean in L.A. We are sending our stuff over there today and I start college in a month. I'm so excited, and so is Jack. His fanbase is very excited about him moving to the U.S. let alone California. I stand up and walk over to Jack as he gives his boxes to the movers for shipment. "I can't believe, in 15 hours, we'll be at our new home, and I get to see my family." I smile excitedly.
Jack smiles at me as he gives them the last box. "I know. I'm excited to meet your family, though I am going to miss this place. Lots of good memories here." He smiles as he looks at his now empty apartment. I kind of feel bad about us moving, but we talked about it long and for a few days. Jack really wants to move to L.A. "So does your family live in L.A.?" Jack wraps his arm around my shoulder.
"Well my grandma, my mom's mother, lives in Long Beach. That's around the area we're moving to, and my aunt and my cousins live in Beverly Hills. I can't wait to see them all again." Jack looks at me curiously.
"What about your dad's side?" He asks me. I feel a knot tighten in my stomach. I haven't thought about them in ages.
"...my father's side doesn't want anything to do with me. They hated my mother. Which doesn't make sense because she went to school and got a job as a OBGYN doctor. She delivered 286 babies before she died from Ebola. That's one of the reasons why we went to Africa. She delivered 26 babies there. It was pretty amazing. One of the reasons why I want to become a second grade teacher," I explain. Jack smiles, hearing the story.
"Wow. That's amazing. She sounds like she was a pretty awesome person." He smiles. I nod.
"Yeah. She was my best friend, but when my father's side met her, they instantly hated her, saying my mom was a whore and slept with every guy in college. They even ganged up on her one day while she was four months pregnant with me and tried beating her stomach. When my father found out, he moved us to California, so my mom can be around her family, since they lived in Washington state."
Jack listens to me carefully as I tell him more of my story. He smiles as he looks at the clock. "Sounds like he was a good guy before she died."
He rubs my shoulder and I look at the time and see we have two hours before our flight leaves. Jack goes to his empty room and looks at it one last time. He turns and smiles. "Alright. Let's get going sweetie." He takes my hand and we leave the apartment for good.

~17 Hours Later~

Mark picks us up from the airport and takes us to our new house. It's a three bedroom, two bathroom, a big basement, a nice kitchen and living room. I also got a used car as well. Even though my dad left me all this money, I'm being smart about it and not blowing it all on expensive stuff. Tomorrow, we're going to the store to buy a tv, and computer parts so Mark and Jack can build me a computer since I want to start my channel. We decided to say both of my legs were broken why I had the wheelchair. Good thing we didn't tell them I was first paralyzed. They wouldn't believed us.
I sit down on our new couch and sigh, tired, while Jack and Mark order food. I look around, happy at our new home. I told my grandma that we were back and she's coming over later on. I look out the sliding glass doors and see the beautiful Pacific Ocean. I'm so happy I picked this place.

**Jack's POV**

Mark and I start unpacking in the kitchen while (Y/N) unpacks in our bedroom. Mark seems different since the night before they left. He seems more distant, more darker in a sense. I'm getting worried about him. "Mark, you okay? Are you upset about the threesome?" I bluntly ask.
Mark blushes and looks at me. "Let's not talk about that, okay? Yes, I'm fine Jack. Just haven't been sleeping well lately." He puts the dishes in the cabinet. I place the cups in another one.
"There's nothing wrong with what we did. She and I were fine with it. I just thought we'd have some fun before you left."
Mark sighs and looks at the floor. "Jack, you're one of my best friends. I care about you so much it's just..." He sighs again and I see pain in his eyes. "I think (Y/N) is my Blood Connection too..." He says.
My heart drops. "Is that even possible? I thought vampires can have only one Blood Connection." I ask looking at him. Mark shrugs and looks at me.
"That's what I thought, too. But lately I keep thinking about her...like...maybe she picked wrong."
'What the hell? This isn't like Mark.' I look at him and his gaze hardens and his face lowers, giving me a dark glare. "Mark, what the hell is wrong with you? Are you jealous that I found mine?" I say concerned.
Mark gives me another glare. "I think that maybe I deserve her. I've been alone for a long time and you get two girls within months?! What the hell Jack?!"
"Mark, your Blood Connection is out there somewhere. You will find her. It takes time."
"No! I'm tired of hearing that! I really think she should have me instead." He pushes me. I fall back and glare at him with pain.
"Mark, your my friend." I hear (Y/N) run downstairs from the commotion.

**Your POV**

"What the hell is going on?!" I get in between Jack and Mark. Mark has a very dark look on his face. This isn't Mark.
"Mark thinks your his blood connection." Jack explains. My heart jolts and I look at Mark.
"(Y/N), what about the connection we had? We sat and talked at the table."
"I was talking to you because you're my friend. Are you talking about the static shock? That happens. It doesn't mean anything." I say. He looks at me with pain in his eyes.
"Mark, you will find that person. You can't give up."
"You think your worthy of being with someone like her?! You had a good life!"
"I love her, Mark!" Jack yells back.
"Enough! Guys! I choose who I want to be with. Mark, I love Jack. I want to be with him. That's the end of it. I think you should go for now, Mark. Take time and pull yourself together." I touch his shoulder.
Mark looks down and I see tears fall from his eyes. "I'm sorry Jack." He says very softly and leaves the house. I look at Jack and he holds his hand over his eyes.
"Jack, I don't think you guys are done being friends. He just needs some help and time to get himself together. He'll be back and better." I comfort Jack. He nods and sighs.
"He just needs someone. He's been hurt very bad before. I just hope he gets better soon."

To be continued...