One-Shot Book? IDFK I JUST WANNA

Never Be Alone

(~JACK DOESN'T DATE WISSHU IN THIS ONE-SHOT!!~)

(Jack's POV)

I watched as my house went up in flames, tears streaming down my face. I wiped them for probably a thousandth time and sniffled. My eyes widened and I dropped the picture that I had grabbed from the house, wiping my eyes once more, and charged at the house, ignoring all the yells from the firemen. I covered my mouth with my shirt and squinted my eyes, looking around in the smokey air. I cough but shake my head, heading further into the house. I need to get them.

(Mark's POV)

My eyes widened in shock as Wade told me about Jack's house going into flames.

"Y-your joking... Right?"

"No. They said he ran straight into it, dropping a picture."

"HE RAN BACK INTO THE HOUSE?!?"

"Yeah. Man I swear he's crazy..."

".... Wh-why would he do that?!"

"Must've left something extremely important in the house.... That's the only reason I can come up with."

"If h-he-"

"Mark just stop. He's NOT going to die on us.. He won't allow that."

I nod and wipe my eyes, holding back more tears.

"Mark. Listen to me."

"Ok-okay.."

"Jack will be alright. It's late, you should get some rest.."

"HOW CA-"

"Mark..."

"Ok-Kay.. N-night Wade.,"

"Night Mark." Wade hangs up his phone and I lower mine from my ear shakily.

I can't lose Jack... I can't.

(Jack's POV)

I can't lose them. I need to find them

I crouch to the ground to get to cleaner air and glide my hand across the hall to know where I'm going. I don't feel the wall to I turn and stand, sprinting into the hall on the left and glide my hand for a door. Feeling a knob I grab it, turning it and ignore the burning in my hand as I swing the door open and rushing into the room, looking around.

"Wh-where is it?!" I groan and cough slightly, grazing my hand along the wall until I feel my shelf. I sigh in relief and feel for the objects that I came for and found them, grabbing them tightly and rushing out of the room at full speed and feeling the wall for the front door.

"AGH HOLY FOOK!" I yelp as part of the roof of my house falls in front of me. I turn and run around it. Feeling the heat on my back, I take larger steps and sprint threw the front door collapsing soon after onto the ground.

~Time wimey skippy skip!~

I wake in a hospital bed with my eyes still closed, tubes up my nose. I start to sit up, but hear a familiar voice telling me to lay down. Trying to remember the voice from somewhere I lay down, and rub my eyes, opening them and looking around.

Mark, Bob, Wade, Felix, Marzia, Cry, Ken, Aaron, and my family are all either standing or sitting in the room around me.

"G-guys?" My voice sounds weak and raspy, like I had been screaming over happy wheels a billion times longer than usual.

"Save your voice Jack, we don't want it to get worse." Felix spoke softly, like he was holding back tears.

"Wh-why are all-ll y'a guys h-here?"
I sat up shakily and cough a bit.