Disconsolate // Septiplier

Chapter 18 - (ENDING)

Mark's POV -

Jack and I had our first fun day. I never realized Jack was so happy than ever, I think he forgot all about his fans and friends, including his beloved girlfriend. It was the greatest day of my life back there, but since we got tired, we got back home from a random person's birthday party, but we were invited. We had to go to bed. (I'm too lazy to write everything.)

I heard Jack whimpering because I thought he is having another bad dream, but I soothed and ruffled his hair. But I was surprised that he didn't whimper anymore, I saw his lip ends from left to right lifted up into a clear leer. But then I cuddled Jack's head using him as a pillow, soft as a sloth as I vanished my chocolate eyes falling asleep.

End of Mark's POV

Today is another day, Mark lifts his eyelids up making his beautiful liquid eyes appear to see. But was surprised that Jack wasn't here, he turns his body around before he lifts it up taking off the bed clothes off of him but before he turned on his bright lamp, he realized a note standing beside the lamp filled with writing on it. He looked at the bottom and saw the name "Sean." in cursive. He takes his arm off of position as he takes the note off of place setting the note infront of him reading the words of Jack's beautiful cursive that Mark can easily understand.

"My dearest American,"

"It's not my chance to say goodbye, but right now I am. Hello, Mark, if your reading this, then I came here to tell you something that you not may be happy about..."

"My scars infects me with force to copy my mind into my actions. You know, like I talked about suicide back in my videos "Anxiety Attacks" and "The Static Speaks My Name", but I can't bare the pain inside my heart. Not that just I want to be with my girlfriend, my other friends, or fans that I care about them more than you. I didn't think about them, I have so many voices inside my heart. But I'm sorry for what I just did right now... my body is split from my soul and my skin. But, what I am right now is by you. I would love to cuddle with you forever and always. I'd rather not stay with my girlfriend, Signe. I loved her, but I loved you the most. But the dreams I had kept on reminding her. Don't ever think that everything is deep and painful, cause you kept on reminding yourself of me, because you were the happy person inside YouTube. Please, stay strong. You are the sweetest person that you made me happy. Thanks for telling me how it feels to be happy."

- Sean

Mark didn't say a word, but he was too deeply surprised that he dropped the note onto the floor and raced out the door but when he goes to the kitchen to find him. He realized... a little bit of blood stains spread all over the floor out the entrance to the kitchen.

He gasp deeply nearly about to cry as he approaches closer to the trail of blood stains inside the kitchen noticing a body laying down on the floor laying down on its own pool of blood around the body. He had green hair, red shirt and his gray hat felling flat beside the head. His arm was filled with cuts and an opening wound to the neck looking like an impale.

It was... Jack!

Mark started to gasp when he covered his mouth as he backed away two steps till he was ran over by a half standing wall staring at the cold dead body.

"J-J-...J-...Jack...?!" Mark stuttered in fear as he immediately bursts into tears. Into an every ten second tear fallen as he slowly approaches Jack's body and sitting on his knees beside him looking into his face. "No, no, no, no, no!" Mark shook his body in fear as he breaths heavily.

Sean wasn't moving, he was completely dead of suicide. His eyes nor' his lips made a single twitch

"No... no... NO." Mark sobbed loudly as he starts to lay his head down at Jack's body continuing to sob as tears fallen out staining the tears on Jack's red shirt.

"You... cannot... be... d-...d-doing this..." Mark stuttered once more as he lifts his head up. "I... I didn't get a chance to say goodbye..." He said in his weakly voice before a sniffle and a few sobs lets out.

Mark's POV (again) -

I didn't made a mistake... I didn't make a single wrong thing that made me embarrassed in front of my beloved Irishman. But... I gave my last kiss to Jack but on the forehead standing up slowly to my feet as I walked downstairs to my desktop, my set up, and my camera as I sat down in my chair, posting a video about Jack's death and myself about the memories about me and I did.

After a few hours. I looked up at my YouTube video looking up on the comments saying "I am crying right now", "why, Jack! You were my favorite YouTuber.", "I am going to be heartbroken." and "I cannot believe Jack committed suicide!"

I carried Jack's body to burry him on my backyard, I decorated his grave with flowers, green lotuses, and sunflowers as I returned back inside my house. I called my friends, Ryan, Matt, and the Team Edge members to come over for a talk.

"So, um. Jack of Jacksepticeye..." I paused as I pouted down, "has... passed away of this today's morning attempted suicide of success."

My friends pouted down without a word escape. Bryan comforted Matt when he was almost crying, Jack was like almost a brother to Matt. Some tears started to fall down from my eyes as I wiped them away before a sniffle.

"It's... because remember back at the explosion at Pax? Her girlfriend, our fans, Wade, Ken, Bob, and Felix died. They tried to escape but they couldn't make it, they were rushed to the hospital. But the paramedics said that they tried their best to revive them. But their veins were broken apart, their lungs were shattered to pieces. It was impossible to make it, but since Jack and I made it. But we tried helping them getting their way out. We ran, and figured out they tripped over some television cords." I started to explain more as Matt's tears stream vanishing them off with a tissue, I took my deep breath as I finished.

"Jack committed suicide not because of that, he was having dreams to remind of them. Their voices was in his heart, he tried to fight it but it keeps on going forever inside his ears. He wanted to all end, so he wrote me a note and he cutted himself on the arm and stabbed himself on the neck and fell unconscious."

We didn't say anything but Matt was slowly and quietly sobbing as I held my head with my fist staring into a random distance upon a table pondering about how happy he was, how energetic he was, how fun he was. It's like he's teaching me how to be happy, and I had my own chance by trying to make him happy copying every will he got. But I failed... I'm useless... I'm worthless... I'm so insignificant...

"Mark... I'm sorry for your loss..." Ryan said. "But he will always explore everywhere you go with you, forever until you die and you can see him again."

"Thank you for your meeting, Mark. We will miss him a lot, and we will always remember him." T-Fred said as he thanked as the Team Edge exited my house except my two friends.

"Matt, Ryan... follow me please..." I said as I got up my seat and opened my back door to the background as they realized a pile of flowers sitting in the middle of the yard before they approached it infront of it.

We had a funeral of Jack. Our remembrance will always be gifted to you Jack, you were the happiest and the greatest friend you had that made us laugh and brighten our days. We love you and we will never forget our memories we have our only Irish YouTuber. I took my deep breath as I began to cry when I wiped my tears away with a small tissue. I was alone in my room inside my room crying to sleep, but... all I'm trying to be happy. I've got videos to make in a few days, cause my channel won't go on in a while.

I swallowed a liquid spit as I stopped sobbing stopping myself to overthink of Jack. But I slowly closed my eyes as I bundle against Jack's suicide note.

"I love you..." I said my last words as I immediately fell fast asleep.

"I love you too, Mark... I am so sorry." A whisper echoes into Mark's ears soothly.