Seventeen

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A/N: Ever just feel alone? Like there really is no one else in the world?

Jack pov

I groaned as I woke up, my head spinning. "Where...where am I?" I mumbled, looking around at the room. I was on a cot on a cold concrete floor, the only lighting coming from an old light on the ceiling. There was also a mini fridge and a bucket. "What the fuck happened last night?" I slipped my hand in my pocket, realizing I didn't have my phone. "Shit." I stood up looking around. There was a metal door, but it was locked. What he fuck? I gasped when suddenly it was pushed open. I stepped back, gasping. "Mom?!" My mother stood in the door way smiling.

"Hi sweetie! How'd ye sleep?" I watched the door close behind her as she walked into the room, water and pills in hand.

"...fine, I guess? What the fuck happened? Why the fuck am I? Why the fuck are YOU here?" She laughed, putting the water and pills in my hand.

"Ye must have a hung over," She wave her finger in disappointment. "Ye leave for one month and ye are already partying! Take your medicine," I growled, throwing he pills at her and dumping the water on the ground. "Sean-"

"Don't 'Sean' me Ma. Let me out." She scowled, crossing her arms.

"Sorry Sean, but yer staying here until the flight back home." My eyes widened.

"Are ye crazy?! LET ME GO!" I backed away from her, towards the door. I began hitting it, until she pulled me back.

"That is no way to talk to yer mother! Ye are coming home, ye have no choice."

"LET ME GO YE CRAZY BITCH!" I gasped when she slapped me, me falling to the floor. I looked up at her, wide eyed. "Did ye just...bitch slap me?!" She smirked, and I could only lay and watch as she left.

Mark pov

I paced back and forth in front of the officer, biting my lip and sobbing. "Age?"

"Twenty Seven."

"Full name?"

"Sean William McLoughlin."

"Any people who hated him?"

"He's a YouTuber with millions of subscribers!" I shouted, stopping my pace. "Any of his haters, or maybe his mom? And Signe disappeared the night he did too."

"What happened that night?"

"We were all drunk! He was kissing her, thought she was me! Then she walked away and I chased her but they were both gone!"

"Alright, that's all we need for now," The man put his hand on my shoulder, making me cry harder. "We'll find your boyfriend. Don't worry Mr. Fischbach." I nodded my head. sitting down on the couch as the officer talked to Bob and Wade.

This is all your fault, Mark. You just HAD to find that bitch instead of take care of Jack. He was drunk for God's sake Mark! You really don't deserve him.

You really are a fuck up.

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