~You doof!~ Septiplier Fanfic

Accidents happen..

Mark smiled sleepily at me. I shook my head and went to make coffee. I heard Mark softly beckon Chica over to him. Once I had a pot going and Mark was awake, I trudged back to the couch. "Thanks for letting me stay.. It means so much to me.. Honestly Mark. I couldn't thank you enough." I told him. He looked at me and gave me a big grin. I hugged him. I savored the moment. I couldn't ask for a better friend. I couldn't possibly wan't to be anywhere else. I walked back into the kitchen and poured some coffee. I already knew Mark's preference in coffee, so I didn't have to ask. I set the coffee on the kitchen counter and beckoned Mark in. He trudged in and we talked for a little while. You know, about the usual. Like some weird YouTube shit that's been happening, what's been going on in our lives.. "Hey, I need to run to the store, wanna tag along?" Mark asked me. I side-glanced at him, mid-sip. I swallowed and replied. "Sure thing. Just lemme freshen up, okay?" Mark nodded. I set the cup down and got my suitcase. I swung open the bathroom door. I took out my shampoo and conditioner, my comb, a clean pair of clothes, a toothbrush, toothpaste, and a towel. I glanced at the shower. It was fucking beautiful. Shiny Marbel walls, and a clean, tile floor. Much more expensive-looking than my ol' shower in Ireland. It had the same knobs and controls as my shower, so it was easy to adjust the heat, and turn it on and off. I closed the door and locked it. I stripped down, feeling exposed in the unfamiliar area. *time skip because I feel like this violates Jack's privacy*

I got dressed and put on deodorant. I combed my hair and stepped out of the bathroom.

Mark must have used the main bathroom, because he looked ready, too. He looked at me and smiled.

"Ready, slowpoke?" I snorted. "Yeah, let's go." I said, as we walked out to the car. He opened the driver door, and I climbed into the passenger seat. We had been driving for a few minutes. That's when it happened. We had been going too fast, I warned Mark, he said we would be fine. Of all day's to ignore road safety.. I was unbuckled. "Mark- S-slow down!" I shouted out. A red light flashed, but it was too late. My heart stopped, I couldn't breathe as we jerked forward. I heard glass smash, and the breaks screeching. I grabbed Mark's hand, as we fell forward, my head smashed against something, and I was flung forward. I felt something graze my cheek, but the adrenaline blocked out any pain. Everything went dark as I passed out.

I opened my eyes slowly, welcoming reality.. Or death. I didn't know where I was. Everything was bright. I heard a beeping sound. I tried to look to my right but I was immobile. Everything hurt. I tried to breathe deeply, but my chest hurt, too. I heard the door open, slowly. A nurse walked in. She looked at me with green eyes full of sorrow. "Hello, Mister.." She looked down at her clipboard. "McLoughlin?.. I have a visitor for you." I felt my heart swell as Mark stepped into the room, recent stitches obviously showing on his left arm and forehead. "S-Sean..?" I saw wet tears stain his cheeks, as he walked towards me. He bent onto his knees and wept on the edge of what I assumed was the hospital bed. I painfully rest my arm on his head, playing with his hair. "Shhh... Mark.. It's okay.." I heard my own voice crack as I strained to talk. Mark looked up at me with sorrow and pity in his eyes. I wiped one of his tears. He brought himself up to me and kissed my forehead softly. "I'm so, so sorry. I shouldn't have been driving like that.. I'm so stupid! It's all my fault! THis wouldn't have happened if I was more responsible.. I-" Mark apologized, his voice trembling. I smiled weakly. "you don't need to apologize Mark.. You didn't mean to.. Accidents happen."

okay, that wraps up that mush, time to work on another chapter because I feel extra productive rn XD