When Mark got home he knew he had to make a update about Mark. It honestly killed him to tell them. He didn't want them worrying.
Mark posted a Instagram photo of the hospital. He didn't type anything for the caption. Just a picture of the hospital.
m_anderson32: Is everything okay Mark? This looks bad!
the_steampunk_art: You okay mark?
septipliershouldbereal89: Mark!! What about jack?! Where's the update video??
dorkywhovian24: MARKY!! You okay bro?? Is Jack okay?!
Mark couldn't bear it. He saw the comments roar in as soon as he posted the picture. He cried. He sat there and cried.
~time skip to a few months later because nothing is going to happen anytime soon and because I'm a lazy bastard~
Mark stood outside the door of the hospital. He stared down the door. He didn't want to go in. Jack had been getting worse. He didn't want this to happen. He couldn't think about life without the dominate, kinky, Irish bastard. He loved him. And he didn't want him to go now.
He fessed up and opened the door. He walked up to the lady at the counter and for probably the last time, he showed her his card.
"Mark Fischbach.. Here to see Sean," Mark quietly sighed.
"Go right ahead," She smiled and opened the door. Mark walked up the stairs and to the containment room where Jack was held. He placed his hand on the thick glass as he watched his boyfriend breath his probably last breaths.
Then something happened. The doctors started to panic as the heart rate meter slowed. Mark panic.
"No." He said, "No! No!! Not now Sean! NOT NOW!!" He cried as a nurse pulled him away.
"S-STOP!!" He cried and pulled away from the nurse and he stuck back to the glass.
Everything stopped in a instant. And just like that. Mark was out.
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...
