~Mark's P.O.V.
"OH MY GOD!"
there was honestly blood everywhere around him. He was staring blankly at the wall, just cutting up his wrists. I quickly took the blade from him and looked at his pale face. He was still alive but it was almost like he had no soul, just staring blankly at me. I shook him.
"JACK SAY SOMETHING!"
"JACK? JACK, ARE YOU OKAY?!"
He blinked and continued to stare past me like I wasn't there. I stared at his rists in shock. I took his hand and lead him out of there. He just followed showing no emotion. I sat him on his bed and took his rists to look at them. There were more. More and more covering his arms. I got up and frantically searched for badages. I found some in the bathroom cabinet and rapped them around Jack's rists as he stared blankly ahead. I know Jack didnt just do this because, there must be a reson..
"Jack, who did this to you?"
Jack mouthed the name:
'Felix'
I could swear that I have never been madder than before. I kissed his forehead and lied him down.
"Jack you need some rest, at least so you can recuperate some thoughts back, I'll be right back."
I left the room furious. I searched for Felix. I think I know where his house is from our..nothing. I walk to his house and rang the door bell. He answered the door.
"Mark-"
I dragged him outside and pinned him against the outside of his home.
"Why did you fucking mess with my boyfriend?"
"Jack? I didn't do any to him!"
"Stop fucking lying before I beat you to death in front of your home."
"Okay, okay, I told Jack to stay away from you."
"Why would you fucking do that Felix, I told you we where done!"
"I know, I just got jealous, I'm sorry!"
"You fucking better be." I said dropping Felix.
*Heya guys, this chapter is shorter because it's the second in a row but still, yolo am I right? AND JFC, WERE AT LIKE 550 VIEWS, HOLY GOD*
~Author Chan
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FanficMark is new to a school in L.A. He is absolutely oblivious to what people he will find (Jackaboy, of course) and his ex. Jack is almost over the limit with depression. Almost. Jack's mother died from suicide and his father drinks to forget his probl...