Save Me (Septiplier [Jacksepticeye/Markiplier])

Part 4: I Love You, I'll Admit It!

Mark was panicking too much to go alone, or even attempt to drive, so Felix jumped into his car and drove them to the hospital. "This is all my fault..." Mark murmured, tears dripping from his eyes. He felt horrible, he had just been so angry at Ace because goddamnit the man was hurting his best friend! Mark's stomach tightened again as he thought of how Ace had RAPED Jack.

"This is not your fault, bro. You saw Ace and got pissed off because he r... He ra... That sicko." Felix's hands tightened around the steering wheel and his teeth gritted. He was furious as well, Jack was one of his close friends, and for him to have been tortured that whole time... He hated feeling this helpless."

Mark's knee bounced up and down as he breathed oddly. "Do you know what happened?" Felix asked. Mark shook his head, worried. What the hell could Ace had done with Jack in the hospital, anyways? Surgery made it sound like Jack could die...

The car stopped and Mark immediately flung open the door and ran. "Mark, wait-! ... Fuck!" Felix's voice yelled, but Mark didn't stop. Felix cursed again and shut the car door, locking the car.

Mark hurriedly rushed up the stairs and to the front desk. "Where is he?!" He asked urgently. The poor man at the desk blinked in surprise and confusion. "Wh-who?" Mark groaned. "Sean McLoughlin, Sean McLoughlin, where the hell is he?!" The man at the desk looked between Mark and the computer. "I-I don't-!' Mark gave a strangled yell and slammed his hand on the desk before running to Jack's previous room.

He stopped at the door, chest tightening. Jack lay on the hospital bed, drying blood on his clothing. His eyes were shut and his breathing was irregular. Mark could feel himself panicking at how deathly Jack looked. He pushed his glasses up.

"His stitches busted open." Mark jerked at the voice that cut through his thoughts, not having noticed anyone else in the room. "Someone took the pain meds, poor guy was in so much pain. Body almost went into shock." The nurse said in sympathy, as she fixed the IV pump. "... How did his stitches open?" Mark asked softly.

"Not sure. They were ripped open." She said off handedly. Mark watched her leave and dropped to his knees, tears cascading down his cheeks. Pain flitted through his throat as his crying got to the next stage. Felix ran into the room, hands on his knees. He breathed heavily, not used to running a lot since his job WAS playing video games, before straightening. "What happened?"

"His stitches busted open... Someone stole his pain meds... Almost went into shock..." Mark quoted to Felix. The slightly younger man ran a hand through his hair and blew a breath before asking, "What do we do?" Mark bit his cheek. "I don't know." He answered truthfully, taking off his glasses and rubbing his face.

They were able to spend the night at the hospital because of the scare, and because Mark demanded it, and Felix yelled until it was allowed. Mark sat next to Jack's bed the whole time, holding one of his hands. He didn't sleep that night, not that he cared. As long as Jack was safe, Mark was fine.

Jack awoke to his hand sandwiched between 2 warm somethings. He opened his eye, vision blurred a moment before it cleared. Mark was seated next to him, holding Jack's hand between his own. He was back to being on a fluffy cloud of pain drugs. Jack pushed himself upward. "You ok, Jack?" Mark asked softly.

Jack nodded softly, wincing as his new stitches felt weird in his stomach and legs. "What do the doctors say happened?" Mark asked, looking into Jack's eyes. Jack looked forward. "I had to make a lot of lies for them to think anything other than abuse. Not sure what they think now." Mark looked down and rested his head on the bed.

Jack rested onto the bed as Felix awoke. "Hey Felix." Jack greeted with a soft smile. "Hey Jack. I haven't seen you in months. You doing well?" Felix asked weakly. Jack blinked, looked around him, then back at Felix. "... I'm just perfect." He said, barely veiled sarcasm dripping from his voice.

Felix blushed a little and sat back. "... About Ace-!" Mark was cut off by Jack wrenching his hand out of Mark's grasp. "Please, please don't make me talk about this." Jack pleaded. Mark hesitated, looking to Felix, before giving a nod. "Ok, I won't."

Jack nodded and leaned back, closing his eyes. He fell asleep and his hand went slack. Mark gave a relieved sigh and turned to Felix. " How are we supposed to save him?" Felix didn't answer right away, biting his cheek.

"You like him, don't you?" Felix asked, and Mark blushed. "Well, I mean... Yes, I do. I like him, I want to date him, I want him to be SAFE." Mark admitted. Felix stayed silent, knowing that he would continue.

"I want to kiss him goodnight and good morning every day. I want to play video games and watch movies and hold him and love him." Mark said, rubbing his eyes as tears started to pour down his cheeks. "And I want to kill that asshole that's been beating my love and fucking RAPING him!" Mark yelled.

Jack's eyes opened and he sat up. "Do you really mean all that?" Mark stiffened and turned. "You heard all that?" He asked in trepidation, breathing slowing. He was afraid Jack was going to get angry again, or worse, reject him.

"Do you mean all that?" Jack repeated, enunciating every word so that Mark would know he wanted this answered. Mark forced himself to breath deeply, taking off his glasses. "Yes. I love you, I'll admit it!" Jack swallowed harshly. "Mark... I can't be with you. I-!" Mark felt like his heart was suddenly crushed, pain stabbing at his chest. More tears blurred his vision as he turned and ran out the room, ignoring Jack's voice. "MARK!"