Seán's pov:
I pulled up the news like yesterday to see if anything changed over the past hour's. It was almost dark.
"Fucking hell"! I threw the remote hitting something. I swore under my breath and checked out what fell.
"Oh this thing".
It was a figurine with Sam and Tim a fan made. I held the precious object. It brought water to my eye's.
"Screw this I don't care at this point what it takes, i'm going".
I placed the figure back up where it was.
I grabbed the nearest bag I could get which was a regular backpack. I packed what I needed for a visit.
Mark's pov:
"Holy shit".
"Oh god".
We checked outside for any differences in the weather. And it's bad.
Tree's were falling or about to. A tree came sliding fast in our direction.
"Inside NOW"! Ryan shoved us in and held onto Chica tightly. We fell inside and we heard a loud bang almost breaking the door.
"Shit guy's, this is bad". Matt got up.
"Were gonna have to go under. So let's go to the celler. Grab what you need now".
Everyone went in different directions collecting valuable item's.
"GUY'S"! Matt's voice boomed through the house.
Ryan and I looked inside where Matt was.
"We need to go now"!
Something was trying to break in. The wood was splitting. I grabbed Chica and Ryan and Matt held food, water and other valuables.
Ryan locked the celler door. And we sat away from the door.
Seán's pov:
"Ok think i'm ready". I slipped on a long sleeve and a sweater and threw my bag over my shoulders.
"F-fuck i-it's c-cold". I huddled myself and shoved my hood over my head in effort to gather more body heat.
I literally dragged my legs through the snow. The only way to get to the airport is by foot unfortunately. Fortunately the airport wasn't too far.
Mark's pov:
"Mark you scared"? I looked up from my knees. Ryan seemed worried.
"Just worried".
"About what"? Matt joined in.
"About some...". I looked away.
"That's adorable. But who"? Ryan smirked.
"About... My brother, you know family ". I lied. I was worried about them but there isn't any bad weather by them.
"Stop lieing". Ryan pestered.
"Alright, it's Jack".
"Ooooooo"! Matt cooed.
"Shut up".
"Why just him? Better yet why specifically him"?
"I- er... like him".
"I knew it". Matt shoke his head giggling.
"Hey quiet you"! I scolded.
"Why Jack"? Ryan seemed curious.
"No one's perfect but from my view, Sean is fucking perfect. He's absolutely adorable. He's a child at heart, he's easygoing, and he knows how to make a guy laugh".
"You gotta tell him! Well not right now". Ryan eyed the metal door protecting us.
"I really hope he's safe".
Ryan and Matt looked at me with pity.
"I bet you he is Mark". Matt comforted me.
Seán's pov:
"God fucking dammit". I managed to control my temper.
"Sorry but no one can fly right at the moment". The women at the desk straightened her paper's.
"I got ta go! Isn't there other transportations that are possible to use"?!
"I believe that the train's are going but only for cargo, so unfortunately no one can leave. The weather is unbelievably insane".
"Alright".
I almost didn't make it out alive in there. I couldn't see a thing for miles. If it comes to this then I got to.
For Mark.
Mark's pov:
"Would it make you feel better if you'd call him Mark"? Ryan suggested.
"If I get any connection it's worth a try". I dialed Jack's number and waited for him to answer.
"Mark"?!
"Jack"!
I could hear loud gusts of wind on his line.
"Where are you"?!
"It's ok Mark, i'm trying to get somewhere".
"No Jack go home right now it sounds bad"!
"M-M ark"?
"SEAN"?!
We got disconnected.
"NO! NO"!
I banged at the celler door over and over Ryan and Matt pulled me away and sat by me.
"Mark calm down it's the weather that got you two dis-".
"I HAVE TO GO"!
"Mark you can't it's too risky at the moment if you open that door who knows what could come crashing through"! Matt shoke my shoulders.
"Look Mark you just can't".
I was blinded by the tears in my eye's. Who knows what could happen to Jack.
Seán's pov:
Finally. I snuck around for the train that was supposedly to depart some cargo to a boat that is going to America near the west coast of California. Perfect.
The train I was searching for began top move. I ran and jumped through an open cart. I struggled to close the door.
"It's good for one night". I threw my bag on the floor and pulled the light hanging above.
I pulled out my phone and dialed.
"JACK"! Mark yelled from his line.
"Mark i'm alright where are you"?
"I'm in the celler with Ryan Matt and Chica. It's bad. Really bad. That doesn't matter were you out there?! It's fucking blizzard by you! Where are you now"?!
"Mark breathe. Don't freak now. I'm in a train cart I have to see someone, important... but listen to me. Don't tell me to go back now. It's too late i'm already in and the train is off".
"SEAN ARE YOU INSANE"?!
"No i'm not".
"YOU COULD GET HURT"!
"THIS IS MY DECISION MARK OK?! I DON'T SEE WHY YOU SHOULD CARE"!
"I CARE ABOUT YOU A LOT"!
"Ok Mark I gotta go. I'll talk to later when you calm down. And i'm fine Mark, relax". I hung up.
He really does care.
I curled up in a ball hugging my bag close. I cried myself to sleep.
"Mark please don't do anything stupid".
