Once famous Youtuber, Jacksepticeye, gets harassment on a daily basis. He finds it hard to cope with all the hate comments. His friend, Markiplier, tries to help him through this tough time. Will Jack get past it and move on or will he try to end it...
A/N:A special thanks to AgenderBean on Wattpad and Instagram for telling me about their life dealing with depression. It was a big help.
Jack and Mark get back to the car and Mark is furious. They get in, buckle, and Jack brings his knees to his chest. Mark doesn't know what to do. Jack sobbes uncontrollably making Mark feel terrible.
Mark: "I'm so sorry Jack. I didn't know that was going to happen."
Jack says nothing and just covers his face.
Mark: "Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"
Jack shakes his head and then drive home without another word.
Mark: Shit, what do I do? Can I leave him alone? Should I stay with him? Is he going to be alright?
Mark's thoughts go a 100 mph as he assesses the situation at hand. The car pulls up to the house and Jack bolts from the car.
Mark: "JACK! Wait!"
Mark runs from the car to try to catch Jack but he is already inside.
Mark: "Jack! Come on dude! Let me help you!"
Jack slams the bedroom door behind him. Mark gets up to Jack's room and stops before knocking and listens. He knocks lightly.
Mark: "Jack, come out here please. We need to talk about this."
Jack is in the far corner of his room with his pills bottles in hand.
~I knew it. I knew this was a bad idea. I knew people still hated me. They all want to see me dead. Well maybe they will.~
Jack looks at the pills in his hands.
~Just do it.~
Mark: "Jack, let me in please."
He sounds desperate. Almost terrified. Mark's heart his thuding out of his chest.
Mark: Shit! Shit! Shit! What do I do? He has all those pills in there with him. Will they kill him? Is he going to try it? Can I unlock the door? The key! It's in a bowl downstairs.
Mark: "Jack, don't do anything you might regret. I'll be right back."
Mark runs down the stairs and goes through the keys and eventually finds the door key. He runs back up and unlocks the door. He opens it to find Jack siting in the corner. His pills thrown across the room.
Mark: Oh Thank God!
He slowly walks up to Jack and sits down beside him.
Mark: "I'm proud of you Jack."
Jack doesn't say anything and is just confused.
What is he talking about? Why would he be proud of me? I'm a terrible person.
They sit on the floor in relative silence with Mark's hand on Jack's shoulder. Jack falls asleep a couple hours later. Mark is relieved and is about to get off the floor when Jack's head falls on Mark's chest. He sits there not wanting to wake Jack and eventually falls asleep aswell.
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Jack wakes up and immediately notices how much his back and neck are hurting. He raises his head slowly and realizes he had fallen asleep on Mark. He blushes wildly and backs away from him. This wakes Mark up and he sees Jack is now awake.
Mark: "How are you feeling?"
Jack: "I-I'm okay...I guess."
He still feels terrible but doesn't want to worry Mark.
Mark: "Good, good."
He stands up and stretches, showing his stomach and flexed arms.
Mark: "Do you want something to eat? Like soup or something?"
Jack: "No, thank you though."
Mark: "Well at least come with me to the kitchen to keep me company."
Jack: "Alright"
Mark and Jack go to the kitchen and Mark makes himself some dinner.
Mark: "You sure you don't want anything? It honestly is not a problem."
Jack: "I'm good, thanks."
Mark: "Okay, suit yourself."
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