Reversed -Septiplier-

~Chapter Seven~

~Jack's POV~

"At the begining."

"But there isn't really a begining." He answered. "Well, tell me what you know about this, how you are connected to it and how I am connected to all of this."I told him. He sat up and cleared his throat.

"Well, this 'thing' is a huge groupe of people, mostly boys. And they have to kill people for money. I don't really know what happens with the dead people, but the killers get payed for it. They have had a long training before all this. And their targets are actually comepletely random.

First, I had nothing to do with this. But one day, I accidentally overheard one of their conversations. I panicked and ran out of the school, looking for a place to hide. But they followed me. They eventually found me in an ally and pinned me against the wall. They threatened to kill me but before they could, one of them got an idea. I could join them, or be killed right there. I didn't want to die so I joined them. They brought me to a place where I got a whole education about this. I basically know every weak point in a humans body now. The next day I had to go to school like nothing happened."

"I think I remember that!" I exclaimed. "Was that like, two weeks ago?" I asked and he nodded. "I saw you running out of the school with some boys chasing after you. I wanted to help but Felix practically pushed me to our next class." "It's OK." He answered. "But, how am I connected to this?" I asked.

"Well, you were just a target at first. But when I realised it was you, I quickly asked if I could be your killer." He paused. "I didn't want you to die." "Why didn't you want me to die?" I asked him, still laying down on the roof. I turned my head to look at him, and I saw him already lookig at me. I stared in his deep brown eyes. "Just.. Reasons.." He stuttered. His cheeks became red and he stopped looking at me. I just smiled and looked back up at the sky. "Anyway." He began. "I didn't want to kill you, but I had to get blood from you." "Eew" I said. "Yeah, that's why I stabbed you." "But why didn't you just use fake blood or something?" I asked. "Well, do you remember Bob and Wade?" He asked.

"Yes, ofcourse. They were your best friends. And, didn't they die a week ago, by a car crash?" I answered and asked at the same time. "That's what everybody has been told, but it's not the real story." He sighed. "They were in this business as well, But didn't want to kill anybody. They used fake blood a couple of times, but got cought. They were murdered." He looked down at his feet with sad eyes. I sat up and put my arms around his waist, hugging him. He needed the comfort right now.

After a few minutes I let go of him again. "They are testing the DNA of the blood now, so I had to stab you. I'm sorry." He said. He was almost crying, over Bob and Wade, and over what he did to me. I put my arm around his waist. "It's Okay, calm down. I understand why you stabbed me now, It's Okay." I paused for a second. He was already sobbing with his head on my shoulder. "And for Bob and Wade, I'm really sorry, I truly am. But I think they want you to be strong, and move on and kick this business' butt. As their revenge." He nodded and we sat there like that for a little while longer, until he broke the silence.

"First, they only wanted to kill you. But if they find out I didn't kill you, they're coming after me too." "I know." I answered. "You do know that you can't go home?" He asked. "I figured." I answered. "But why actually?" "Well, after we kill somebody, we get their stuff out of their house. That way it seems like nobody lived there. I know it seems dull, but the police haven't found out yet. And I can't tell on the group. They will come after me if I do, even if they are arrested. So I will pick all your stuff up tomorrow." "And school?" I asked. "You can't go there. A lot of people in the group are in our school. They would recognize you immediatly. And they will hack your phone too. Just to see if you did something on it. So be carefull with that as well." I nodded, but realised something soon after.

"So, you basically took me hostage just now?" I joked. "That's a cruel way to put it." He answered, joking with me. We were laying down on the roof again, and he had an arm around my shoulder. We were looking at the sky, but my eyes became heavy. I was drifting off to sleep as my body got more relaxed. Mark must have felt this, because he put his other arm around me too. We were basically cuddling. But I was almost asleep and I didn't want to care. I closed my eyes peacefully.

Before I was completely off to dream land, I felt a kiss on my forehead. 'What are Mark and I now?'