~Mark's P.O.V~
He jumped off the tree. I was so unsure of what to do. But a wasnt going to loose him. He was falling with his eyes closed. I thought quickly and ran under him when he was falling. I held out my arms so I could catch him. At least try to.
'Oh god let this work, please.' I wished to myself.
He fell in my arms causing me to stumble back and hit the ground hard.
He looked around slowly and then looked at me holding him. And then he screamed and started to struggle.
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME RIGHT NOW, LET ME..-"
He stopped struggling.
"..go.."
"No one likes me, it doesn't matter anymore beca-" I cut off his.
"I like you, you seem really sweet and kind. I'll...Ill be here." I said comforting him.
He started crying.
"Thank you Mark." He said wiping his tears.
'He said my name..wait a second..'
"How do you know my name?" I asked confused.
"Oh, uhh, your friend told me. I think his name is Wade. You know, tall, hairline slowly receding." (IM SORRY WADE I HAD TO)
"Ohh, that son of a bitch." I cursed laughing.
(Hey guys, editing chan here, Im sorry if the beginning chapters are cringy, they get better later on tho!)
~Edit Chan
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