Demons {Septiplier}

Chapter Twenty-One

Jack's POV

My heart started beating faster when I saw Mark's car flip, the deafening sound of the crash made me feel like everything was going slow motion. I felt like everything just fell down. Everything.

I felt my legs start to go weak, desperate to keep myself up, I kept running. I ran to the vehicle. I ran to Mark.

Oh god.

The moment I saw him, I felt the stir in my stomach. The type of feeling you have when you're about to vomit. It took all I could to choke it down.

"Mark..." My eyes filled with tears, I knelt down to look at him. Blood was puddling around his head, coming out of his mouth slowly as well.

I heard the sirens ringing through my ears, but that didn't do anything for me. I didn't move. I wanted to try and get Mark out of the car, but i was scared to move him.

The paramedics came, one of them pulled me back, but I fought. I fought against them. I needed to be by Mark.

I saw him get put into the ambulance, the doors close and the sirens were sounded as the vehicle drove off towards the hospital. Quickly, I ran. The adrenaline in me kept me going. Nothing. Nothing stopped me.

I was seeing tunnel vision, everything around me was blurry all except what was ahead of me. All except my destination.

Tears fled from my eyes, rolling down my cheeks.

God please let him be okay.

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The moment I finally reached the hospital, I felt as if  I was hit by a car myself. I was breathing heavily from the long distance running, but I was here. I was at the hospital. I was where Mark was. I flung through the hospital doors, unable to catch my breath.

"I-I, Mark.. Mark.Fischbach.. He should've just gotten here not to long ago.." I felt like I could barely talk, my voice was raspy, but I'm glad that the words were still there.

"Relationship?"

"Uh..I'm his..boyfriend. "

The receptionist was typing and looking on her computer, before finally looking back up at me. The pity, and sorrow in her eyes gave me the opposite of hope that Mark was okay.

"He's in the ICU right now, sir. I don't have much reports of him at the moment, but I promise to let you know alright?" She said to me, and I nodded, feeling a sob threatening to escape. I turned on the heel of my foot to go sit down, and the moment I sat down my head met my hands and the tears fell even harder. I couldn't convince myself that he was going to be okay, I could only convince myself that he was going to die, that he was going to leave me in this world alone.

We just got together, but I feel like he's my everything, he's my.. 'Always'. Fuck, Mark. Please be okay.

Only a half hour passed, and I hadn't gotten any news, at this time I felt sick. I was hoping that he would be in a stable condition. Surly the car accident wasn't that bad! Was the impact that bad?

He was in a bad condition.

He's never going to make it.

You saw all that blood.

You saw all that glass.