I can't do this alone (septiplier fanfic)

Chapter 4

Marks pov
I opened the bathroom door, only to be met with something I wish I never saw. I look around the bathroom, seeing razors on the counter and blood in the bathtub. I stare in shock, trying to comprehend what was in front of me. I heard slow walking coming from behind me, then a sniffle. "M-mark, it's not what it loo-" Jack was trying to tell me, tears slipping down his cheek. "No" I replied, looking him in the eyes. "Jack don't you ever lie to me. Why haven't you told me you've been self harming?!" I was starting to raise my voice. Seriously?! I'm his friend and I could have helped him! "I-I'm sorry" but the sorry was muffled out by Jack sobbing. He was about to fall to the ground, but I managed to catch him. We both sat on the ground, him crying into my shirt as I just held onto him. I felt so bad, knowing how weak and helpless he was. Deciding now wasn't the right time to talk about it, I took him over to his bed and let him get some rest.

Jacks pov
I fell to the ground, to weak to be standing. Just as I was about to fall, Mark grabbed onto me. I pulled him close, never wanting to let go. I didn't want to be left alone, I couldn't do this on my own. As I sobbed into his shirt, I could feel him gently lift me up and place me on my bed. Sighing, I heard Mark walk away as I drifted to sleep.
5 minute time skip brought by an insomniac

I woke up from another restless sleep. Dragging myself out of bed, I hoped I could avoid Mark and leave the apartment. Walking into the living room, Mark wasn't in sight. I sighed yes! Perfect time to leave. I was about to turn the knob when I heard someone behind me. "Sean, we need to talk" crap, marks here! And he used my real name! "U-um, I really don't want to." I mumbled hoping to crawl back to my room and hide forever. Instead, I felt two strong arms sit me down on the couch as I winced at the force. "Sean, roll up your sleeves." I cringed at Marks words. I couldn't show him! I couldn't let him know! "No" I said as sternly as I could, trying to hold my ground. "What was that?" I heard Mark as he walked over to me. I was starting to shake, but I kept my ground. "I said n-no!" Great, I stuttered, now I seem weak. I saw Mark starting to get angry, so I attempted to back up further into the chair I was in, wishing I could dissapear.

I felt him grab my arms, ripping them from the crossed position they were in. I didn't want him to see, I couldn't. So I started crying, shaking, kicking, everything I could do to try to pull away from him. None of it worked of course. He pulled up my sleeve, a bit forcefully, and just stood there frozen, staring at all the scars that covered my arms. I started to hyperventilate, as he just stood there. Bawling Into my shirt, I heard shuffling, assuming Mark was going to leave now after seeing how truly worthless I was. Curling into a ball, I heard Mark. "Sean, I'm here for you" then I felt him wrap his arms around me. I didn't hesitate to hug back, taking every chance I could just to be with someone, not alone. Still hugging, I fell asleep In his arms, for the first time actually getting a good rest.