*Jakobs POV*
When he asked that my heart stopped. I couldn't hurt him. I looked at my dad in disparateness he nodded his head and walked over beside Marks bed and sat down I walked out of the room and slid down the wall. I heard soft sobs coming from the room then my dad came out and stood by me "He's asking for you" he said before walking off I stood up and walked into the room Mark looked up at me and held out his arms I ran to him and threw my arms around his neck and held him as he sobbed. "How long have I been in a coma?" He asks I look him the eyes "3 years" I answer his eyes widened and he slightly cursed before looking away.
He rubs the back of his neck "do you really love me?" He asks looking at me with a blush coloring his beautiful face I held his head in my face before answering " yes, Mark over these 3 years I have stayed in this room and watched over I hated myself for hurting you eventually I realized something..... That I was falling in love with the boy I hurt I understand if you hate me, I would too" I say looking at him. He looked down before pressing his little lips to mine I hungrily kissed him back I hated the way I had hurt him and deep inside I thought he wasn't going to wake up so feeling his cute lips moving against mine felt like God had forgave me...... I felt blessed. He pulled away and looked me in the eyes "I always liked you why do you think I never fought back against you? I knew how to fight but I couldn't bring myself to hurt you" at that I started crying "a-and I h-hurt yo-u" I say my voice breaking I sobbed in his arms "its OK babe" he says I pull back shocked. He had a reassuring smile on his face. Then he said the best words ever
"I forgive you and I love you too"
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Wish I Could Change
RomanceNo one cared That was obvious I was ghost to everyone except my tortures the ones who prove me right Mark is a 5 foot, 16 year old who self harms to escape the unemotional world he lives in. He's gay and crushes on his bully but when tragedy strike...
