I can't do this alone (septiplier fanfic)

Chapter 10

Marks pov
I was shocked, dumbstruck, in disbelief. Jack just died right in front of my eyes. I let him slip away, and I didn't even have the chance to tell him I love him. "Sir" If only I was there for him, he wouldn't be dead. "Sir!" I feel so guilty, just leaving him. "SIR" I was taken out of my thoughts as a nurse yelled at me.
"Sir you need to leave so we can perform emergency operation!" The lady frightened me, she wasn't nice and caring. I was about to protest, but realized this might save his life. So I exit the room, and am back to waiting.

Jacks pov
It was all dark. I couldn't see anything. Hear anything. Feel anything. Smell anything. I was alone. Alone with my thoughts, and most of all, dead. I was happy, shouldn't I be? I mean I've wanted to die for so long now and here I am. Then why do I feel so bad? Like this wasn't the right thing? That I shouldn't be happy about this. Then, the supposed smile I thought that was plastered on my face faltered. It was because of Mark. It was because of Mark, that I wanted to stay, that I wanted to be with him. That-that I love him, and I never got to say it. I would be crying right now if I wasn't the void. It's because of Mark I lived on for days on end, him keeping me going. "Let me out of here! I don't want to die!" I shouted in my head. But no one could hear it. Ever heard the term, silence is the loudest scream? Well, that really comes into play right about now.
Then, I felt a surge of energy rush through the void. Well, I couldn't feel it, I could sense it. And this "shock feeling" didn't sense good. It's almost as if I heard a faint "clear" being shouted in the distance. There I realized, they were trying to bring me back to life, jump start my heart again, and I was going to allow it. With all the energy I had in this void and the defibrillator, I shoved. Pushed. Prodded. Did everything to get out.

I opened my eyes.

Marks pov
I've been bawling my eyes out, waiting for the nurses to give me a sign, anything, for hours on end. By this time, I was starting to lose faith. That is, until a nurse came out, tears poking at her eyes. Out of breath, she looks me dead in the eyes.
  "He's awake." I jump up with joy, now crying happy tears. It isn't over, I still have a chance! This can be a happy ever after! I can make things right, and I will be there for him! I rush into the room, almost tripping over the nurse. I nod her a quiet thank you. I peer into the room, not wanting to startle him, and see him poking at the needles in his arm.
  I chuckle, walking into the room. He looks over to me, and all emotions come washing over me. Happiness, sadness, fear, everything. I walk over to him, and give him a much needed hug. But he didn't return the favor, he felt tense. Confused, I pull away.
  "Jack, what's wrong?" I ask him. He still stared at me, looking confused.
  "D-do you not want to see me right now? I can leave, that's perfectly fine with me" I realized I sorta just barged in here, so I thought maybe he needed some alone time since he just woke up from the dead.
  "I'm sorry" Jacks voice sounded hoarse and dry. I was about to offer to get him a drink of water, but he responded. My blood ran cold.
  "Who are you?"