Septiplier oneshot

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Jacks POV

"SCREW YOU BILLY!" I yelled as Billy (the happywheels son usually known as Timmy) fell off the back of the bike. I was playing another Jse HappyWheels fan level, it was the usual bottle run. I kept going on with my game, screaming the occasional swear, until I got a call from an unknown number. "Wha-who's calling me this late at night!?" I growl and hit the ignore button. They called again soon after and I ignore the call again. Seven calls later I sigh in anger and answer the call with a huff. "Who is this!? It's Three in the frickin morning!? Don't cha know people are tryina-"

"J-jack...?" I heard a weak voice on the other end.

"Mark? Babe where are you! I was worried sick! I-"

"I'm in jail jack..."

"W-what?"

"I'm in jail"

"What when where why how!?"

"Jail. Now. Mens Central Jail. Accused of something I didn't do. Police car."

"I'll be there in Five minutes."

"Jack-"

"I'm leaving now." I hang up and stop the recording in a hurry.

I rush out of our shared recording room and into our bedroom. I grab my wallet and keys off the dresser and rush down the hall, down the stairs, and out the door.

"Im coming Markimoo"

I pulled into the jail and looked up at the tall white building.

"Who are you here for?" Asked an older gentleman in front desk.

"M-mark Edward Fischbach"My voice wavered as I look at the man.

"We have a young man here asking for a Mark Edward Fischbach?" The man said into his walkie talkie.

"Ask his name" Replied a voice from the other end.

"What is your name, sir?" He asked with a gruff voice.

"S-Seán William McLoughlin" I replied, my voice still quivering.

The man nodded and repeated my name into the walkie talkie.After a few minutes I was granted access. Another older man came up to me and lead me through a set of big doors.

"Sir i'm going to need you to lift your arms up from your sides"

I didn't hesitate as I did. The man reached over to a box beside me and pulled out a scanner.

"Make sure to stand still" He says with a bored expression. I comply and stand as still as possible. The man turned the scanner on and started to do the check.

After a couple minutes of checking, scanning and questioning I was finally granted access to the cell blocks.

"Hurry up we don't have that much time before Lunch" The officer says as we walk down the hall.

I could hear a couple screams and pleads for mercy. People crying, thrashing around in anger and even people just sitting there emotionlessly. It was super creepy.

"Here we are. Make it quick" The guard said as we stop in front of a cold dark cell.

"M-mark?" I ask with a shaky voice.

"Jack?"

"I'm here baby it's alright, J-just tell me what happened"

I could see Mark hesitantly turn his head to me. His hair was a mess, eyes sunken in, face red, eyes puffy and clothes jumbled. I could feel my heart sink at the sight of my lover. The man i've been dating for 3 years, the one always smiling, laughing and joking around was now frowning, sniffling and overall just looking dead inside.