Seán's pov:
Mark kept refusing to take my guidance and he started to lose the personality he had gained from the past again to his serious grumpy one.
"Mark you really don't want to help me". I blurted out.
"Answer me please"! I balled my hands into fists and slammed them on the table to capture his attention.
He had his back facing me. He rubbed his arm's and turned around. He was a mess of tears.
He was sniffling and his nose was red.
"I can't hide it forever. I want to help Seán! But I don't know how! You're always gray! I want you to smile and laugh! But it's hard... somehow when you smile a small smile will force upon my face. And when you laugh, It makes me feel like i'm doing something right! I've been a shithead to you since the first day! And I WANT to help you Seán"!
I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. Someone else right there was talking to me. It was Mark. REAL Mark. His eye's lit up. And he was crying to the point he had a shade of dusty red on his face.
"Mark...".
"I believe you".
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My Guardian Angel
FanfictionJack has always been an energetic, loving, easygoing type of person. Until thing's get out of the control that is slowly making him depressed. Mark is assigned to Jack as his guardian angel. His job is to lead him out of the darkness and back to the...
