Reversed -Septiplier-

~Chapter Eight~

~Jack's POV~

I heard muffled screams from the kitchen.

I opened my eyes to find myself on the couch in the living room. I sat up, but saw noone. I heard the screaming from the kitchen, but louder this time.

"Are you sure he read it?" A voice that sounded like Matts said.

"I'm not sure, but the chance is huge. When I got on my phone just now, I saw that my messages where open. He could have read them, but the messages were vague. Maybe he doesn't know it's about him." Ryan answered.

"Don't you know how paranoid he is right now? The fact that he isn't dead is a miracle." Matt said.

I didn't want to hear any more and I ran up the stairs. I knocked on the door the Marks room. 'I'm sure I can tell him what's wrong.' I thought. "Come in." He said and I opened the door. I saw him at his computer. He looked over and saw me, his face brightened up a little. "What's up?" He asked. He must have seen the scared look on my face. "Well, maybe I'm a little paranoid, but I don't really trust Matt and Ryan. They keep saying weird stuff and I saw a message on Ryans phone that I don't trust." He looked at me, confused. "Maybe you're a little overreacting. And what have Matt and Ryan said to you that scared you so much?" He asked.

"Well, it started with that message. I had to google something for him, and he unlocked his phone. His messages were still up and my eyes were to fast. Ryan said something like 'I found him' and the number answered something like 'I'll tell you what to do later.' And when I woke up a few minutes ago, they had a conversation about the messages. And if I could have read them. And maybe I'm paranoid, but wouldn't you be in this situation?" I talked so fast, I just threw everything I was scared about at him.

"I think it's a misunderstanding. You know what?" I looked at him. "I'm going to ask Ryan what that message was about." "Do you think that's a good idea?" I asked him. "Well, I don't think it's a major issue that you've accidentally read the messages. And if it is, I'll protect you. Deal?" He looked at me with a small smile. "Fine." I said. He stood up and walked out of the room. I didn't close the door, because I wanted to hear the conservation.

"Hey guys." Mark said.

"Oh, hey Mark. What can we do for you?" Ryan said.

"Well, you know that Jack is a little paranoid right now because of his situation, right?" Mark asked.

"Ofcourse." Matt answered. "But you haven't told us what you two have been through, though."

"I'll tell you some time, I promise. Just not now. But, I wanted to ask you something. You see, Jack just came to my room, a little scared. He heard you two argue about some message, and he thinks he has accidentally read it. And he's scared that it's an issue to you guys."

Ryan laughed a little. "Ofcourse not, I was just saying to a friend that I found his purse. But Matt actually found it and we had a little play-fight. Nothing serious. Tell him he doesn't have to worry."

"Thanks guys." Mark said and I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

I sat on the bed as Mark came in. "See, nothing serious." He said with a smile. I smiled back at him. I just had to let go of the situation a little. He was right, I was overreacting. He sat down next to me. "So, what do you want for dinner? We can order pizza?" He asked. "Sounds good." I answered.

~Time Skip~

After we ate our dinner we watched a movie. I was on the couch with Mark and both Ryan and Matt sat in chairs. We all had blankets laying over our legs. Mark intertwined our pinkies underneath the blanket. At first, I wanted to pull away. But I realised that this was one of the few chances I had, of getting my mind of off the situation. And maybe, just maybe I didn't pull away because I was starting to like him. Just maybe.

After the movie we all went to bed. I had to sleep in Marks room again, because the guests room was full of boxes. I didn't really mind though. When I came in to the room Mark threw a pyjama at me, and pointed at the bathroom door with a small smile.

I went to the bathroom to change.