Demons {Septiplier}

Chapter Twenty-Three

Mark's POV

I felt someone shake my hand, and for a second I though it was a nurse, but when I heard the hoarse, Irish voice say 'Mark', my head instantly popped up, "Jack! You're awake!"

His ocean eyes watered, and he opened his arms for me, instantly I stood up and engulfed him in my arms, "You're alive," he whispered in my ear, hugging me, with my guess as tightly as he could.

"Of course I'm alive, why wouldn't I be?"

"You-" He pulled back, shaking his head, looking in my eyes. A few tears left his eyes, my thumbs gently moved to stroke the tears away, "You were in a car crash! I-I saw you die! I felt how cold you were, I went to you funeral, you, you were dead!"

I rose my eyebrows, giving him a look full of pitty, shaking my head, "No Jack, I've been here since you got admitted. Do you not remember anything?" My hand stroked his face, I was so happy to see him awake. I felt like it's been so long to see him, even if it had to be in this state, "You called me," I spoke with hesitance in my voice, "After the incident with your father and his friend," I stroked his hair, moving to sit on the bed.

"So... None of that every happened?.."

"No..none of that happened," I smiled softly, and leaned forward to kiss his forehead, "I'm here, and very much alive. "

"Did we really kiss before that happened?" He asked softly, and I couldn't help but smile fondly at the memory, nodding.

"Yes, that really happened," the smiled faded, "That's what got you in this situation."

He didn't reply, he just stared at me before looking down, closing his eyes. Only to lean his head on my shoulder, "I was so scared, I thought it was real, it seemed so, fucking real Mark, we were dating and I thought I had everything in the world. You had self harmed," I stiffened, oh god, "And, and I don't know what happened! I saw you backing up your moms car, a-and before I knew it-"

"Hey hey, " I stopped his words to keep him from working himself up, "You need to rest, you just went through a lot of traumatic events, and you shouldn't  work yourself up anymore than what you went through," I kissed the top of his head, "But I'd like to talk about one thing," I knew he might smile at this, "We were dating?"

He didn't reply for a second, and took his head off my shoulder, looking at me a bit shyly, poor Jack... He seems so shy, and not the energetic Jack anymore.

"Yeah.. We were dating, " he looked at me and smiled, "If was way too good to be true. Good things always gotta come to an end huh?"

"Jack, stop with that. I know it's hard right now, but you really gotta try to stay on the positive side right now. I want to hear more about this. Do you like me?"

"Mark I just woke up from a sleep that I don't even know how long I was gone for, can we talk about this when I'm out of the hospital?" He pleaded, and I nodded.

"Of course of course, I'm sorry. I'm just really curious about this. "

"It's okay.. So tell me, how long was I out for? What have I missed?"

"You've been out for nearly a week, Jack. You had swelling in your head and several fractures in your body. Yesterday they just said that the swelling has gone down and your head has went back to normal- that being said I should go tell a doctor-" I stood up and he grabbed my hand, stopping me.

"No, not yet. And I'll just press this button when we're done talking," and with that I was sat back down.

"We need to inform someone that you're awake though, we'll have plenty of time to talk, okay?" I reach over quickly and pressed the button before he could stop me, "Sorry, Jack, but they need to know."

He didn't say anything but a simple nod before he moved a little to lean back onto his bed. Neither of us had a chance to say anything before a doctor came in, a doctor whom I recognized for he had come and checked on Jack regularly.

"Oh, I see you've awaken. How wonderful, how do you feel?" He asked. I turned my attention back to Jack, his expression hurt my chest. He looked completely, and utterly emotionless.

"I'm a bit sore, but besides that I'm okay. "

"Alright, I can give you something for the pain. Can you tell me where you are?"

"The hospital. "

"And why you're here?"

"A fight. "

I chewed on my lip on that response, wishing he would tell the truth. I had a strong feeling he wasn't going to be happy when he would find out I had already told them about his dad.