Foreign Touch (Septiplier AU)

Chapter Twenty-Seven

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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Hell and Back

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~One Week Later~

Jack's P.o.V 

It's been a week since I last saw Mark or anyone else for that fact, I've been in my room for the most of it, crying my eyes out as I curled up with his clothing. I can't believe what happened, I thought Mark was different! Why would he cheat? I mean, I know I was gone for three months or so, but I still kept in touch with him through skype and texting! It's not like I completely abandon him! It wasn't at all!

I heard a soft knock at my door as Sam came in, seeing my condition and sighing as she walked in. Not wanting her to worry I quickly shooed her away, but she didn't take it as she sat on my bed next to me and rubbed my back.

"Sean..." she said softly, actually surprised she used my real name. "Sam... I-I'm fine... It's oka-" "No it's not, stop that." she quickly cut me off. "You always do this, whenever something happens to you, you keep it to yourself, never let anyone help you. However you're always there for someone else when they need help. Stop acting happy just for the sake of non disappointed people, stop pushing people away so they 'won't worry', it's stupid. It's unhealthy. And one day, if you keep all those emotions bottled up, you're gonna end up spilling it onto the wrong person." she lectured, I was dumbfounded by her truthful words. "Now... I'm no love expert... But what I suggest is for you to see Mark again... It's been a week since you locked yourself in here... You always told me to face my problems head on, so why aren't you doing it? I don't know the full story and to be completely honest with you, neither do you. You didn't allow him to explain himself, for every problem there is a solution and right now you're too damn ignorant to find one. I hung out with Mark before and we played video games, he doesn't seem and or act like your neighborhood douche bag. What I'm saying Jack, is that you need to at least hear his side of the story before you start to judge. Lets hope everything can be explained because right now, after you survived a damn house burning and torture from Dad, you need comfort either than mine. So get up, take a shower, get dressed and walk next door to his house. Now."  

I sniffed, sitting up as I nodded, pulling Sam into a hug as more tears ran down my eyes, "Thank you..." I said softly, she rubbed my back. "Anytime, big brother. But seriously, take a shower. Jesus Christ..." she muttered with a small laugh, I giggled and ruffled her hair. "You're such a little goober." Sam smiled at me and rolled her eyes. I stood up and got a towel, walking over to the bathroom as I closed the door. Setting the towel in the sink, I stripped myself from my clothing as I turned on the water and got in. 

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Finally finished dressing myself, I had on a blue hoodie with black skinny pants, presentable enough, right? It'll have to do. I left downstairs and saw Sam drawing something since we really had nothing... Fuck, I'll have to hook up the DVD system somehow... I sighed and rubbed my eyes, "Hey Sam? I'll be back, come to Mark's house if anything happens." she nodded, I bit my lower lip as I left the house, locking it as I walked over to Mark's house. 

Taking a deep breath before I knocked on the door, footsteps could easily be heard from the other side as his mother opened the door again. I gave her a soft smile, "Hey... Is... Is Mark here...?" I asked softly, my voice hoarse. She nodded slowly and pulled me in, "Go see him please, he hasn't left his room for a week." I nodded slowly, "Thank you..." she nodded and left to back to the kitchen. I left upstairs to Mark's room, knocking softly I waited for a response. "Mark... It's Sean..."