I stare at hime, eyes glazing over, hoping he has shares the same feelings as I do. His face is red, he's avoiding eye contact.
"well, Mark?" Arin says, impatient and wanting an answer more than the rest of us do. Mark looks like he's about to say something. But before he could he's already running up the stairs, possibly to the bathroom, and i'm running after him.
Before I could grab his arm, he closes and locks the bathroom door. I bump into the door and fall back. I stare at the door and hear Mark lean against it and slide down.
"Mark." I hear sniffles beyond the door. What have I done? Was it something I said? Was it the kiss?
"Mark. please. come out." Everyone has gathered in the stairs, staring to see if I can resolve the problem.
"no." I hear his voice say from the other side. I place my hand on the door. He sounded shaky, almost as if he was afraid, but of what?
"why?"
"why would you care?"
"because. Mark, I like you!" I forced myself to say it, but it's because it's the truth. I hoped he would come out to face me after I said that, but I was sadly mistaken.
"You're lying. You're just doing this so you can learn more about me. I know you're an observer and I know all of this is fake. the friendship, the kindness, the confession." Fake? is that what he thinks this is? I feel something inside me ache, the thought of someone I care about thinking it's all fake, it hurts more than I can even explain.
"no Mark it's not! what would ever make you think that?" My voice breaks and i'm on the verge of tears, I do my best to hold them back.
"the way you looked at me before this whole friendship. you looked disgusted with me, like you wanted nothing to do with me. the only reason why you agreed to tutor me was just so you could change me to what you want me to be."
"Mark, I would never change you. after becoming friends with you, I realized, I could be with better people. like you. Your amazing as you are and I would never ever want you to become someone you're not."
"I know this is all for show. i don't want another person hurting me. not like last time." I turn my head to everyone in the stair well, who are all wide eyed. Who hurt him? they must know something.
"I know I seem fake, but ever since i've met you, I feel more like the person I was meant to be. Someone with friends, real friends. not people who will put me down or argue with me. And I found someone I fell for. you." there wasn't a response from Mark. I stood in front of the door, hoping he would open up. But I got nothing but sniffles and sobs.
"I guess i'll just be downstairs then. i'm sorry I hurt you." my head falls to the floor as I walk away from the bathroom. I walk downstairs past everyone. I sat on the couch, feeling my heart ache, why did I seem like such a douche bag before? I wish I wasn't like that, maybe I would have had actual friends.
"Hey Jack? you okay?" I hadn't notice the tears pouring over my cheeks, I remove my glasses and wipe them away with my sleeve.
"no. I messed up."
"No, you didn't. someone else did." I look up at Felix.
"Who hurt him?"
"well, before you Arin and Danny transferred in last year I think it was?" I nod my head "well he had a girlfriend named Sierra. She seemed nice on the outside, but behind closed doors, she was a completely different person. It was around the time when Mark was questioning his sexuality, he lost his love for Sierra because she abused him and mad him feel bad for hanging out with us, she threatened to break up with him every time he made plans with us. he grew tired of it. Then he found a guy he liked, but when he tried to leave her, she took things to another level of fucked up. first she knew he wasn't ready to come out to his parents; she outed him. she knew he liked that guy; she spread a rumor about him and told people Mark started it. She knew he no longer loved her; said he gave her herpes, which isn't true at all. Mark is still a virgin. And she said if he broke up with her, that she would make things worse by outing him to the whole school. and so he stayed with her, until she moved away and she took Mark's heart with her. Now he rejects anyone that confesses to him because he's scared of a repeat of Sierra and he's scared everyone will be fake like her."
"nice outside, a horrible person inside." Cry added in.
"Shit. I didn't know."
"We didn't either." Danny and Arin said. I stood up and walked back upstairs to the bathroom and stood outside the door. I knocked.
"who is it?"
"it's Jack."
"go away."
"no, I refuse to. I want to tell you that I would never ever do anything to hurt you. You were there for me when I got hurt, and I would be there for you whenever you got hurt because I love you. I don't want you to think i'm fake, because I know that my feelings for you are as real as your hatred for homework. And the last thing I would ever want to do is hurt you." I bring out my phone, remembering the confession message and I sent it to Mark. I hear is phone ting. "I wrote this about 2 weeks ago, I wanted to tell you, but I was too scared. But now that were here, I may as well send it to you since you don't want to come out. It's true, i've liked you for a while, I was bad at hiding it. and when we kissed, that was when I knew I did love you. But, I understand if you don't want me or if you don't want to see me. But when you're ready to talk, i'll be downstairs." I begin to walk away, but just before I walked down the stairs, I hear the bathroom door unlock.
I turn around to see Mark standing there, tear stains on his face. I walk towards him, and he envelopes me in a hug.
"J-Jack, I wanted to tell you. I really did, but I was so scared."
"What?"
"I've liked you, for a bit. I just didn't know what to make of you. But this shows you're different."
"Does this mean w-were?" he breaks away and looks at me smiling.
"I wanna give this a try Jack."
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Fanfiction3/7: Today in school was nothing special, nothing to report from any classes regarding what I learned. I have however observed a new person a little more closely. His name: Mark Fischbach. I have seen him around before but I never made the effort t...