Save Me (Septiplier [Jacksepticeye/Markiplier])

Part 3: Doesn't Look Like A Car Crash

Mark stood in the airport tiredly, looking forlorn in the corner as he waited for his plane to board. He knew he would be sitting for a long time, so he decided to stand until it was time to sit. He rubbed his eyes in an attempt to stay awake. He hoped he didn't have to pee again before his plane left.

"Are you Markiplier?" Mark turned to see a teenaged girl holding a bag. "Er, yeah, who are you?" He asked as the girl set down her suitcase and handed him the paper gift bag. "Just a fan. I got everyone I knew to make Jack something. Cards, art, there's even a Septiceye Sam in there." She said, before rubbing her face. "You're going to see Jack, right? Would you give it too him?" Mark blinked in surprise at the girl and nodded numbly.

The girl smiled, thanked him, and walked off. "Now boarding 5C, to Dublin, Ireland." The voice on the intercom system said unemotionally. That was his plane.

Felix was nearly there, only 2 towns over, when he got the text that Mark had boarded the plane. Felix shot him a quick text of 'see you there' and parked at a hotel. He needed to sleep badly before he fell asleep at the wheel and then there really WOULD be a car crash.

Mark would probably get there last even if Felix did sleep. Felix was nearly there, only about 3 hours away, and Mark was 7 hours away. That sounded like he was the hare and Mark was the tortoise. Felix decided he didn't care, booked a room, and went to sleep.

Mark wanted to start drinking. The cart that the lady was bringing around with food and drinks had alcohol on it, and Mark really wanted some. However, he needed a level head, so he chose instead to pull out his computer and try to occupy his mind before he got to Dublin. The worker's voice came over the intercom to turn of electronics, so he put his stuff away, put up his tray, and waited. They were descending.

Jack was drugged out of his mind. Painkillers galore, so much he was nearly asleep. Suddenly his door burst open and there was Mark and Felix, panting harshly. "... What 'r ya two doin here...?" Jack asked.

"Sirs, sirs, visiting hours are over!" A nurse said urgently, eyes wide. "Please, I haven't seen him in forever and I'm so worried!" Mark pleaded with her. The woman bit her lip. "Alright... I-if the patient wants you two in here I can overlook you for about 10 minutes, but then you have to leave." She looked to Jack, who nodded. "10 minutes." She warned, walking off.

Mark turned to Jack. "What happened?" He asked gently. "Car Crash." Came Jack's blank voice. "I mean really. Felix already knows-!" Jack looked up at Mark with a shocked and hurt look. "Y-you told him?" Mark quickly shook his head. "No, he figured it out himself, guessed-!"

"And you didn't get him away from that thinking?!" Jack cried. Felix looked between the angry Jack and the shocked Mark. "I trusted you to keep that secret! If you really wanted to know, Ace got angry with me for Skyping you. He raped me, made sure I knew I was his and no one else's problem, and beat me." Jack admitted in a blank voice.

Both Felix's and Mark's stomachs tightened. "He... He fucking... That son of a bitch." Felix growled. "I'm going to kill him!" Mark snarled angrily, just as the nurse came back. "Y-you're 10 minutes are-!"

"Yeah, we're leaving." Mark answered roughly, and Felix followed Mark out. "... Hold on." Mark turned back to the room and handed Jack the bag. "Some fans wanted you to have it." Mark said bluntly, turning back to leave. "Mark!" Jack's voice came from the room, but Mark ignored it, rushing off. "MARK!"

Felix's hotel room only had one bed, so Mark had to get his own. His dreams were haunted by the things he had heard on that night at PAX East. Had Jack been... Raped, just across the hall, and he hadn't bothered to save him, just cry himself to sleep? Mark couldn't sleep.

He got up out of the bed and got changed , looking for a way to distract himself from the nightmares. He felt like a terrible person, a terrible friend. Mark walked across the street to the bar and sat at the counter. That's when he heard it, across the bar, at a table booth.

"... Got landed in the hospital.... Worried people might find out... The sex is amazing." Mark turned in time to see Ace, the blonde douche bag. His jaw set angrily and he downed his drink before walking over to him.

"The hell do- Mark?" Ace asked, and Mark punched him straight in the face. Ace cried out and Mark left the bar, going to his hotel again. He went straight to Felix's room. "What's wrong, Mark?" Felix asked, concerned.

"I just punched Ace in the face." Mark admitted, paling. What had he done? What about poor Jack who would be the most likely candidate for 'consequences'? "That's good, he deserved it." Felix said, confused on why Mark was panicking.

"What about Jack?!" Mark shrieked urgently. Realization dawned on Felix's face, and he turned as white as a sheet. Mark jumped as his phone started ringing in his pocket. He quickly whipped it out and answered the phone. Mark's vision swam and he got dizzy. "What's wrong?" Felix asked quietly. "... Jack's been taken in to surgery."