Part 5

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Mark~

I woke up to my alarm clock going off. I tried to fling my arm over to it and turn it off. But, I felt arms around me.

Where am I?

I looked to my left and saw a figure with its head on my chest as it cuddled into me.

I blushed a bit and felt an absence of clothes. I lifted the covers and looked, yup. I was naked.

I slowly got out of bed and felt the memories flood in. I got up, an instant headache coming to me. I looked around the room and saw clothes spread out everywhere. Yup, we definitely had it.

I grabbed some boxers and put on some jeans with my lucky flannel. Walking down the stairs, I heard my stomach grumble and decided to make breakfast.

Sean~

I woke up and yawned. "Hmm.." I looked at the clothes on the floor and blushed a bit, then realized Mark wasn't next to me.

I got up and saw that I didn't have clothes on, hopefully Mark didn't see.

I walked down the stairs with my favorite blue sweat shirt and blue jeans.

I checked my wrists and thought what Mark would say about it...

I got to the bottom of the stairs and smelled the eggs, bacon, and pancakes. Mark was at the stove, cooking breakfast. His lucky flannel unbuttoned so you could see his torso and chest.

I walked up to him and he turned to look at me, " Good Morning."

I smiled at him, " Mornin'"

He went back to cooking, Does he remember? Do I want him to...?

" Hey... Jack?" Mark stated ripping me from my thoughts.

" Hmm?" I stated, getting back to reality.

" What happened last.. Night?"

I blushed. He didn't remember. Should I tell him the truth?

" Yeah, you should tell him the truth." He said.

God Damn it! Fuck!

I looked at him and frowned. My gaze traveled to the wall and I started staring. " We got real drunk... You started flirting with me.... Then.. Y-you.. Kissed... M-me... And then... You woke up to the last part..." I was blushing, badly.

Silence came and I looked at Mark. He was staring at me and mumbling something under his breath. I got up and walked over to him. " I remember..." He mumbled as I listened carefully. I blushed even worse, if that was possible. He stared me in the eyes... " I love you Markimoo... That's what you said... You weren't even drunk... You were sober..." I stepped back, my heart racing.

" I-I'm... Sorry.." I stated and ran to the bathroom.

Mark yelled after me, " Wait! Come back!"

I blocked him out and slammed the door, locking it. I slid down the door and looked at the cabinet under the sink. I slowly crawled to it, pulling out the bloody razor blade. The warm tears flowing from my eyes.

I heard Mark begging for me to come out, to stop crying. I didn't listen. I sat down in the corner and slid the blade across my wrist.

Mark started kicking the door, cracking the wood slightly. I looked up at the cabinet again and saw the Aleve. I crawled over there, avoiding the use of my left arm.

I snatched the pills and dumped about, ten into my hand. The door was kicked in and Mark ran to me. He stared at the pills in my hand as I dropped them on the tile floor.

" W-why..?" He stuttered, tears brimming his eyes. I looked at my bleeding arm and the pills, now scattered all over the floor.

" I-I'm sorry..." I said and he got up. I started crying more, he was gonna leave...

He sat back down, surprising me. He grabbed my left and wrapped it up tight in a cloth. He put my sleeve down knowing it was secure.

He pulled me into a tight hug, " I-I thought y-you..." I whimpered. He cut me off by hugging me tighter. " Never. I wouldn't even think of it."

He helped me stand up but, I flopped back to the ground. He sighed and tried once more, I didn't want to get up.

He finally gave up and carried me bridal style. He carried me to my room and covered me with the blanket.

Mark~

I started walking away when I heard Jack whimper. " What's that, Jack?"

" C-can you stay with me...?" He whimpered again.

I looked at him and walked over to the left of his bed. Crawling in, he cuddled up next to me and I smiled. He was so cute...

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