Reversed -Septiplier-

~Chapter Ten~

~Jack's POV~

I woke up, and I was pretty cold.

I realized there was nobody beside me when I opened my eyes. I sat up and looked at the table on the other side of the bed. The clock read 6:21. I looked at the nightstand on my side of the bed, and saw a sticky note. It read;

"Jack, I'm getting your stuff. It's really early, I know. But they always do this in the morning. I will see you as soon as I get back. Remember, be carefull with your phone. Matt and Ryan are at work, so the door should be locked. And also, don't do anything stupid while I'm gone (because of your leg). I don't want to find you dead ;) . Mark."

I smiled at his concern on the note. I decided to watch the sunrise and think a little. I got out of bed and grabed a blanket. I went to the attic and climbed out of the window, just like yesterday. But this time, I was alone. I put the blanket on the roof and cuddled into it.

'How long am I going to live here? And how would it be to live here? I mean, I'm pretty fine living with Mark. But I still don't really trust Matt and Ryan. We have talked and laughed a lot last evening, but i'm still not sure. But I don't have to be best friends with everybody anyways.

"Jack?"

I heard my name from inside the house and I froze. It was not Marks voice and Matt and Ryan weren't home. At least, that's what I thought.

"Jack?!"

The voice became more clear and I heard footsteps come up the attic. I still didn't move and I didn't know what to do. After a few moments of silence, a head popped throught the open window. It was Matt. "Matt?! What are you doing here?! You are supposed to be at work!" I exclaimed. "Jack?! What are you doing on the roof?! That's extremely dangerous! Let me help you of." He reached out his hand, but he wasn't going to wait until I grabbed it. He took my hand and dragged me inside. My leg started to hurt really bad in the process.

"Are you gonna answer my question?" I asked. "I actually wanted to ask you some things.." He said, ignoring me again. "How did you get here? Why are you even here? And why.. ..are you.. ..not dead..?" He said, while the look in his eyes changed into something I had never seen before. It felt like that look could kill me and I knew I had to get out of there.

I crawled back a little and saw him take a knife out of his pocket. I screamed a little and ran down the stairs as fast as I could. I ran towards the front door, but just as Mark said in his note, it was locked. My leg hurted really bad and I knew I had to hide somewhere. "I'll give you ten seconds." Matt screamed from the attic. He sounded like a murderer.

I ran up the stairs and got into Marks bedroom. I shut the door and locked it, before I got into the closet. I got my phone out of my pyjamapants-pocket and quickly called Mark. It was the only thing I could think of. "Hello?" Mark answered. I basically screamed at him.

"Mark, where are you?! Matt is chasing me around the house with a knife!" I was really scared that Matt would find me if I kept yelling, so I started to whisper. "Wait, what?!" Mark asked me. "Please come home!" I begged him. "Time's up!" Matt said and I heard footsteps. "Mark please, he's coming. I don't want to die!" I said, with tears in my eyes of being so scared. My phone died at that very moment and I realized I didn't charge it at night because I was so distracted last night.

I heard noises at the door, telling me that Matt found out that I locked it. "Come out here!" He screamed. "So you can stab me to death, no thanks!" I yelled back. I heard some kicks at the door, and complete silence afterwards. After a few moments of silence, I heard something and the door opened. 'Does everybody here have a key of every door here?!' I thought. I backed further into the closet when he began to speak: "Jack, come out. Come out to play!" I was so scared. "You know you can't hide forever. And I know for a fact that you're in this room. Let's make this easy for both of us, shall we? Just come out and your death will be fast." He said and I could hear him smile, the prick.

After a few more moments of silence he spoke again: "Fine, you want to play it the hard way, don't you? Then I'll come find you. But you know there are not many places to hide from me in this room? So it won't take me long to find you. " I heard him walk around the room and open the door of the bathroom. After that, I heard him walk towards me. I backed even more into the closet when he stopped right in front of it.

He opened the door with a huge grin on his face. "Found you."