When did it all go so wrong? (Up for adoption)

Part 1

Mark

I pulled my coat tight around me. It was about 9:00 at night and I found myself walking to a small bar not far from my home. I was going through some old boxes to try and get ride of something's and create space when I came across a picture. A picture of him, of us. When I laid eyes on his face, the joy in his eyes and the happiness in mine it made me completely brake down. He was the one person I ever really dated and that was 7 years ago. Things were so perfect. I loved him so much and then one day something changed in him. Something in his head just snapped. The love and joy that once filled his eyes when he looked at me turned to hate and anger, and the happiness in my eyes turned to fear. I stayed with him for three years after the love was gone because I was to scared to leave. He hurt me, both physically and mentally. But for some reason I still loved him. I was to caught up in the past, in who he used to be to accept who he had become. A monster.
This had been happening quite a lot lately. I would come across a picture or a note and it always had the same effect on me. It made me cry and crave for the alcohol to take me away from here. It was cold and snowy tonight, the wind biting at my skin and making me pull my coat tighter around my frame. I carefully pulled open the doors to the bar and was greeted by warmth and quiet(ish) music. I walked over and sat on a bar stool. The bar was fairly empty since it was a Wednesday.
"What can I get you?" A smaller girl who looked about 23 asked.
"I'll take an amaretto sour." I said.
She smiled. "Sure thing." She said. I watched as she grabbed the ingredients and started to mix my drink. I folded my arms on the bar top and rested my chin on them.
"Tough day?" She said, placing my drink in front of me.
I sit up and took a sip.
"You have no idea." I mumbled.
She nodded. I drank and we made small conversation. I learned her name was Emma and she is going to collage to be a chemist. I told her I work on the Internet and went to collage to be a engineer.
I had about 6 drinks before deciding to cut myself off and head home.
We said our good byes and a payed her before walking out the door. It was now about a quarter till two. 'How time flys.' I thought. I secured my coat and made my way home, which was kinda hard because I was feeling rather tipsy.
I opened the door to my apartment and went straight up to my room. I went over and turned on my laptop. I pulled up tumblr and scrolled through the feed. I saw a few cute edits of me and Jack. I smiled. I like Jack. I have liked Jack since the moment I laid eyes on his beautiful face. I smiled and pulled up Skype. I pressed the small call button by Jacks name. It rang a few times before he answered, his sleepy and adorable face dominating my screen.
"Hey Mark." He said, sipping a cup of what I assumed to be tea.
"Hey Jackaboy." I said.
"Are you drunk Mark?" He asked, looking at me with slight concern in his eyes.
"Maybe..." I said. He rolled his eyes and I giggled, covering my mouth with a hand. I am drinker then I thought. He laughed a little.
"What time is it there Mark..?" He asked, looking past me. I turned around and saw the curtain covering my window open, revealing the black sky.
"I dunno..." I said, looking at the time in the button corner of my monitor. "2:17." I said.
"Am!?! Mark! Go to sleep for Christs sake!" He said loudly.
I spun in my chair. "I'm not tired." I said.
He sighed. "Why are you drunk this late anyway? You usually film drunk mine craft at like 5." He said.
"I drank to forget." I said, still spinning lazily in my chair.
"Forget? Forget what Mark?" He asked with concern dripping from his voice.
"Everything." I said with a sigh as I stopped spinning. "Everything hurt so bad..." I mumbled, feeling. Tears brim my eyes as thoughts of him took over.
"Oh Mark..." He said sadly. Our eyes met. We were silent for a while and the tears went away.
"You're so handsome." I said, giggling afterwards. He looked surprised.
"Thanks..? You are handsome too." He said, light pink dusting his cheeks.
"I wanna hug you." I said, spinning again. "And I wanna kiss you." I said in a singsongy voice.
"Mark...?" Jack said quietly. I stopped spinning and looked at him.
"Do you really mean that?" He asked.
I nodded. "Yep!" I said, popping the 'p'.
He smiled slightly.
"I wanna hug and kiss you too Mark." He said. I hugged myself and rocked back and forth. I yawned and stretched my arms.
"Go get some rest Mark." He said smiling. I smiled back and waved before hanging up. I walked to my closet and slipped on my Markiplier pajama bottoms and slid out of my shirt. I went to my bed and was asleep as soon as my head hit my pillow.

Jack

Beep. Beep. Beep.
I groaned and reached for my phone to turn off my alarm clock. It read 9:00. I slipped from my warm bed and cringed as my feet met the cold floor. I walked to my closet and put a jumper over my bare chest. I made my way to the kitchen and started a pot of peppermint tea. I buttered a slice of toast and pored my tea before heading back to my room. I sat at my computer and went on YouTube. I put on some GameGrumps and listened to them as I scrolled through Tumblr. I was about to reblog a picture from a fan when a Skype call from Mark popped up. I clicked accept and his face appeared on my screen.
"Hey Mark." I said, taking a small sip of my warm tea.
"Hey Jackaboy." He said. His words were strung together. Is he drunk...?
"Are you drunk Mark?"
"Maybe..." He said. I rolled my eyes and he giggled, covering his mouth with a hand. I couldn't help but laugh a little.
"What time is it there Mark..?" I asked, looking past him at the darkness outside his bedroom window. He turned around.
"I dunno..." He said. "2:17."
"Am!?! Mark! Go to sleep for Christs sake!" I said loudly. He started spinning around in his office chair. "I'm not tired." He said.
I sighed. "Why are you drunk this late anyway? You usually film drunk mine craft at like 5."
"I drank to forget." He said, still spinning lazily in his chair.
Forget...?
"Forget? Forget what Mark?" I asked
"Everything." He said with a long sigh and he stopped spinning. "Everything hurt so bad..." He mumbled. I saw tears forming in his eyes. Poor Mark...
"Oh Mark..." I said sadly. Our eyes met. We were silent for a while and the tears in his eyes went away.
"You're so handsome." He said with a giggle. I looked up at him with surprise.
"Thanks..? You are handsome too." I said. I could feel a blush spreading across my face.
"I wanna hug you." He said, spinning again. "And I wanna kiss you." He said in a singsongy voice.
"Mark...?" I whispered out. He stopped spinning and looked at me. "Do you really mean that?"
He nodded vigorously. "Yep!" He said, popping the 'p'.
I smiled
"I wanna hug and kiss you too Mark." I said quietly. Mark smiled, hugging himself and rocking back and forth. He yawned and stretched. I told him to go to sleep and he waved before hanging up. I smiled to myself. Mark likes me... But at the same time I felt sad. Something is going on with Mark. Something he is trying to forget.