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

Part 5

Don't know why I decided to publish 3 parts today but I was bored and feeling motivated thanks to Scomichecoffee34
Any ways... Here y'all go, hopefully you enjoy it.

Mark

I was still sobbing on the floor when James got back.
"Why are you crying you little f***t?"
I stood up and looked at him. I know that look in his eyes. I skillfully opened my phone and started to make a voice recording.
"They left me... They're gone..." I said trying not to brake down again.
"Good! I never understood why anyone would love you in the first place." He said.
"I don't know..." I said quietly.
He punched me and I cried out in pain.
He then pulled me up and pressed me tight against the wall.
"Please don't do this again... Please..." I begged.
He kneed me and I took a deep breath and started crying.
"Why should I do anything for you? You are a weak, worthless piece of s**t who can't even keep his friends." He said.
"Are you kidding me!?! I stayed with you while you raped and abused me for 3 f**king years! And then you leave me! For 7 years I sat there, fearing for the day you came back for me and you have the audacity to call me weak!" I said angry now.
He punched me hard in the face and I screamed.
"Be quiet you s**t!" He yelled.
I tried to scream again but he shoved something in my mouth that muffled my screams.
He pushed me to the floor and kicked me.

And no one head me cry.

I woke up on the floor covered in my own blood.
I can't do this anymore.
I lost them.
Sean.
Felix.
Bob.
Wade.
The only reasons I had left.
No there is nothing stopping me. It's not like they would care anyways.

I grabbed my razor, a pill bottle, some vodka  and a pen and paper and walked to the bathroom.
I laid in the bath tub so at least it would be easy to clean. And then there would be nothing left of me but a note and a memory.
I took all of the pills, 10 at a time, downing them with the strong drink and started cutting at my arms.
As I started getting dizzy I started writing.
And before I knew it I passed out.
"It was always you Sean... I love you."

Marzia

I was out to dinner with Felix and everyone else, minus Mark. They had explained to me about what Mark had done and I will admit, I was upset at him. But I was also upset at them. They could have let him explain himself.
We were sipping wine and talking about Mark.
"We should invite him over so he could at least explain himself..." I said.
Everyone looked at Jack who gave a small sad nod.
"I can walk to the hotel, it is only like 5 minutes away." I said.
"I'll go with you." Felix said.
"No. I don't think he will want to see you... From what I heard you guys hurt him pretty badly too." I said.
They all gave me a sad nod and I got up and started towards the hotel.
I got to Marks room quick and he didn't answer when I knocked. I tried entering his code that Bob told me and was hoping he wasn't naked or something.
The room was dark.
"Mark...?" I called.
Silence.
I walked in and looked around.
"Mark, are you here?"
I saw a light shining from under the bathroom door.
I knocked but there was no noise.
I slowly opened the door and immediately noticed Mark lying fully clothed in the bath.
I started crying as I noticed he wasn't moving and was covered in blood, that was still poring from his arms. There was a half empty bottle of vodka and a empty pill bottle. My mind was racing. He was pale and had nearly no pulse. I went for my phone and realized I had left it with Felix. I grabbed the hotel phone and called 911 telling them that my friend tried to kill himself and they said they would be here immediately.
I grabbed a folded, tear stained piece of paper and shoved it in my pocket.
I tried shaking Mark.
"Mark! Please wake up!" I said, my tears splashing on his pale face.
"Mark please!" I cried, braking down.
Mark and I weren't incredibly close but I knew him and Bob, Wade, Jack and Felix were.
The paramedics arrived and everything was thrown into even deeper chaos.
They asked if I wanted to go with Mark to the hospital and I hurried into the ambulance.
Mark was covered in tubes and had a mask on his face. His head moved with every corner and all I could do was hold his hand telling him it is okay even though he is dying.

And I have no way of contacting Felix.