Foreign Touch (Septiplier AU)

Chapter Sixteen

"Just when you were done with the past, the past came back because it wasn't done with you..." 

!Trigger Warning!

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Chapter Sixteen: The Past Isn't Done With You

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Jack's P.o.V 

Aaron? Isn't that his ex he had before me? We never talked about it, just like I never told him about my dad he never told me about Aaron and neither of us brought it up. "L-Love..? What about him?" he looks up at me, tears streaming down his face as he pulled me into a hug. Nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck, giving out a shaky breath. 

"I-it's abou-about time I told you about him..." he started out, I rubbed his back as I gave him reassurance. "He... He was my first boyfriend... I ever had, well, he's the one that made me realize I was bisexual... T-The gang... They helped me... They put us together... And hell, I thought I had the universe in my hands once he said he felt the same way...  We went out... F-For two years... And ya know.. Even through the thick and sad... I still loved him.. I was still there for him... And... And you know how you would just do anything for them... I-I honestly gave him my all, my love, money when he needed it, dates, even pleasure when he wanted it... I... I just wanted him to be happy..." he cried some more as he held me tighter. 

"A-And... H-He wasn't from here... He was f-from England... Born and raised there.... H-He told me... He told me that he had to go back for the summer and he had to leave before school ended... At first... I didn't want him to go, but he said he had no other choice than to go... So... I let him go... He left... Seconds felt like minutes... Minutes felt like hours... Hours felt like days... Days felt like weeks... Weeks felt like months... Months felt like years.... Day by day... The clock ticked... Day by day... I waited for him to come back... Day by day... I tried to get in contact with him... Just to see if he's alright... Day by day... I sent I love you text messages... Day by day... I didn't get no response... Day by day... I surrounded myself with beautiful lies... Day by day... I didn't want to face the truth... Because... Days... They turned into weeks... And weeks.... Turned into months... And as months went by... Summer left... And he never came back... After... After two months of summer being done and over with he had finally texted me, saying he's staying in England... And that it's over because he already found someone else... I... I guess I broke down after that... I spent hours in my room just crying.. Just... Just blaming myself for his disappearance.... That I wasn't good enough... That's why he left... That I didn't give it my all... That I was the bad boyfriend... So... I was afraid to date after that... But then... A week later... You came... And... And I didn't find my universe anymore... I found my Solar System...." 

He looked up at me, his eyes red from crying, as well for his nose and cheeks. "M-Mark..." I started off, but he cut me off. "This is why... Why I don't want to let you go... I can't let go of my Solar System, my brightest star, my Clover, my luckiest find ever... Because... I'm afraid... I won't get you again... And... And I would never forgive myself if I let you go too..." I slowly leaned in to peck his lips, giving him a sweet and loving kiss before I back away. "Mark.. I ca-can't promise that I won't go... I can't promise that I will always stay in contact with you... But... But I can promise you... That I will never, ever stop loving you... I will never stop... Never stop trying to look for ways to come back... I will never stop trying to get in touch with you..." Mark looked up at me, kissing me on my lips as I instantly kissed him back. 

The sweet and loving kiss went on for a minute or so before we pulled back. "Love..? Who's down there in Ireland for you...?" I bit my lip, I knew this question was coming or something along the lines. I cleared my throat and took a deep breath before responding, "M-My father..." the memory of when we first met and Mark had asked what my father does for a living came right back to me. "Y-Your father?" I nodded,"I never t-told you about him... Because.. Frankly, he wasn't a good man, he will probably never be a good father... And damn sure he will never wash away the memories of the past... He's the reason we moved to America... He's the reason we left him in Ireland..." Mark held me close, rubbing my back just the way I did with him. Urging me to continue, so I did. 

"M-My father he... He used to... To abuse me... Me, my Ma and Sam... Me and Sam don't know why... But he just snapped, but he used to take it out on Ma at first... As she just order me to take care of Sam as she took the fights... She seemed to know why he had snapped but never told us... Anyways, time went by... By the time I was 12... He moved from my Ma and went towards me, hitting and yelling at me.. Saying horrible things... And... And I was in that hell for 6 years... Traumatized... Beaten... Yelled at... But I don't believe the reason for years of abuse and suffering was because of some man that looked at her in a different way... I believe she lied to me about that... because I want to believe my father wouldn't snap that easily over something so simple... Something that could be so... So... So manageable... So stupid! I would like to give him some sense credibility... That he had a good reason, not that in any case it would be a good reason to abuse the people you 'love' but goddamn! What would trigger a man that's been so good to me, to us, for ten years to snap, just like that and make our lives personal living hells! .... God... And once me and Sam go back there... Only God knows what he'll do to us... You see Mark, you made me so much more happier than you know. You, the gang, this town! It made the past months living here... The best... And I don't want to lose it just like that... And the only reason i didn't want to talk about because I didn't want to remember the past. Because I was done with it, I had enough of it. But Mark... I don't want to lose you that easily, just because I have to go... Doesn't mean that I won't be back..." 

By the end of my speech, I was in tears as Mark held me protectively. "I-I ca-can't believe something like that happened to you... I-I'm so, so sorry Love... I-I would give anything, just so you won't relive that again..." he choked out, kissing my forehead. "I.. I won't be able to be here anymore Mark... After Monday, I would have to leave..." Mark wiped away some tears from my eyes as he kissed me on the lips softly, fuck I was going to miss his kisses, his embrace, his warmth. "Baby, I'm so sorry that I can't help you the way I want to, just know that I love you and I will always love you and everyday I would try to get in contact with you..." I nodded, burying my head into his chest. More tears falling from my eyes, "Can we cuddle?" I asked. Mark nodded and laid back down, pulling me close to him as I used his chest as a pillow. Closing my eyes as he pulled the covers over us as he kissed my forehead. Giving out a weak smile I felt myself become tired and tired, relaxing as I finally let myself fall asleep in Mark's embrace. 

A/N: There we go! Both backgrounds on the Aaron and Mr. McLoughlin story! As I said, trigger warning up ahead. Thank you to everyone who supports this story! Still, don't hurt me for upcoming events! I give ya a cookie if you don't... 

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Later guys! Next chapter may be out either today or tomorrow! So, keep an eye out for that! Get ready your pitchforks and flamethrowers! XD Love ya guys! 

~Leah Out