He felt guilt for what he had done. He didn't want to let the Irish man think badly of him.
They weren't friends, yet the Irish man seemed so nice and friendly to him.
"I'll call him back.."
He clicked the video call button for the Irish mans skype. He almost didn't answer. Then he saw the bright green haired Irish man pop up on the screen.
"Yo, Mark! Fook man you look terrible. (Yes I ment to say Fook because it works more for his accent.) Anyways, why didn't you answer at call earlier?"
"I-I was just busy, Sean.."
"Oh okay. No worrys!" The Irish man yelped and smiled.
Mark showed a faint smile too. He wasn't sure, but he always thought Sean was a cute guy. Mark wasn't gay, or that's what he thought.
"So Mark.." Sean trailed off, "Wanna come over later? Ya know, play some video games and that kinda sturf."
"Sure. Just let me get dressed and I'll be over soon."
"Fook yeah! Okay cya later, Marki-" Sean cut himself off before ending the call.
Mark gasped, "Did he say, Marki? Like, Markimoo? Nah. It's probably just his Irish kicking in." Mark grabbed some nice clothes and pulled them on.
He grabbed his phone and his wallet and walked outside.
Downpour. (Next person that comments something about northern downpour gets blocked I swear)
Mark backed inside and now realized it was pissing rain like a race horse outside. He grabbed his umbrella and walked into the rain. Shutting and locking his door. He turned around to see another umbrella walking down the street away from his house.
Blue hoodie.. Golf hat.. Strand of green hair! It was Jack. He must have used his phone to skype while in Starbucks. He ran up to the Irish man.
"Sean!"
"Mark? Fook! Mark!" Jack turned around to see mark running up to him, "Fook Mark! You scared me!"
"Sorry." Mark chuckled and walked with Jack back to Jacks house. Mark and Jack walked in taking off their shoes and sat down on the couch.
Jack grabbed Marks arm. Mark winced and Jack noticed right away what was wrong.
"M-Mark.. Fook Mark. Why?" Jack noticed the thick cuts down Marks arms.
"I-I..." Mark broke into tears and Jack hugged him. He had no words for what had happened. He was just happy that Mark didn't kill himself.
Wait.. He was happy about Mark?
DU LIEST GERADE
Catch Up {Septiplier}
FanficPrologue [please read]: The blood trickled down his arm as he sighed. Once again he was stuck in the terrible world with nothing but himself and a razor. He didn't like it this way. No. He didn't want it this way. But the voices spoke to him one day...
