Help Me! {Completed}

(10:54)

I looked at the time and saw I needed to upload a video soon. I got up but Mark grabbed my hand, I winced a bit and looked at him, “I have to upload a video. I'll be back.” I went to leave, but he squeezed my hand pulled me back. I wince and sat on the couch. He turned my hand over.

“Jacky, you said you were okay and you didn't,” he frowned and let go.

“I am and I didn't. It was an accident.” he looked at me in disbelief. “I was getting clothes and my hand slipped on the dresser drawer and cut it.”

“Okay,” I got up and walked into the room and sat at my desk, uploading a video. I walked over to the dresser and messed with one of the edges, so it looked like you could cut yourself on it. I knew Mark was gonna check. Yeah, I know. Mark checks things out, a lot, but he wants to make sure I'm safe. That's okay though, I just make sure I'm half a step in front of him. Once I finished messing with it, I put my hand on it and drug it across. I looked at my hand, yep. It worked. There was a knock at the door, I closed the dresser and opened the door.

“Hey Mark, what's up?”

“Sorry I've worried so much. I just don't want you getting hurt, again.”

“I know, it's okay.”

“I was wondering if you wanted to go out for a little while? Go get coffee or lunch?”

“Sure. Just, let me get some other clothes on, and we can go.” He nodded, kissing my cheek before leaving, and shutting the door behind him. I took off my sweatshirt and sweatpants, changing into jeans, a long-sleeve shirt, and put on socks then walked downstairs. I saw Mark waiting by the door, and I walked over to him.

“Ready?” Mark asked holding out his hand, I nodded and smiled. I took his hand and he took mine, gently, and we walked out. We walked down the street, to one of the coffee shops. We walked in and ordered some coffee and food. We took a seat, sitting across from each other, waiting for our ordered. We were silent until I spoke up.

“Hey Mark I've been wondering, what happened to Felix?”

“He left,” I tilted my head to the side, confused a bit. He sigh, “I kicked him out. I sent him to another, friends, house. He'll be fine.” The waiter came and dropped off our food and left. I nodded and took my food and drink. Mark did the same. We ate in silence until Mark, this time, spoke up.

“Jack,” I gave a slight hum in response, “what's that?” He pointed to my arm, I looked and saw some of my arm, the one I cut, the cut was showing a bit. My eyes widened as I looked at where he was.

“Nothing,” I said as I pulled the sleeve back up, quickly. You are horrible at keeping this a secret and hiding it. I know! Shut up! I cleared my throat and looked down, and finished eating. Once we finished, we left and started walking home. I looked at my phone, seeing what time it was, 13:16. I went onto twitter and tweeted that I was sorry the video was going to be late, but it'll be up soon. I put my phone away and we walked home.