I'm MoRe InSaNe (Septiplier)

Ending 1

Mark felt his heart beating against his chest as he hurried through the crowd of drunken people, desperate to get to the Russian Roulette centre.

Sean was so stupid. Mark was so angry at himself for leaving Sen alone, he knew Sean would do some stupid shit, but Russian Roulette? When Mark gets him out of that centre, shit was going to break loose. If the game doesn't kill Sean, Mark will.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid" Mark grumbled as he picked up his pace, his eyes a seeing the room where Russian Roulette took place, running towards it, bumping into the girl from earlier.

"You! Bitch! Why the fuck would you bring him here?" He snapped and she rolled her eyes, Mark glaring and running inside, pushing past the people until his eyes caught the green locks that belonged to Sean.

"Sean!" He screamed as he reached for Sean, not being fast enough as Sean pulled the trigger, a loud gunshot erupted and Sean fell off the chair to the ground, blood filling the ground around his head.

The whole room was silent, shock wavered in the air before it clicked, gasps and yelps erupted, Mark stared down at the body that lay on the ground before him.

"S-Sean?" He dropped to his knees, staring at his dead lover.

"Sean..." Mark began sobbing, he choked on his breathy sobs as tears streamed down his reddened cheeks.

"Fuck this, fuck you, why the fuck would you.... I can't.... Jack!"

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"Mark! Why are you doing this! Stop!" Gray called as he and Jenna ran after Mark.

It had been a week since Sean's death and Mark couldn't do it anymore, he walked towards the building where several months prior Sean had broken him out of, the hard rain soaking up his clothing.

"Don't try to stop me!" He yelled as he pushed the doors open, feeling the several eyes go to him, his gaze shifting along all the officers and people.

"Shit! How'd he get out?"

"I've been out for months" Mark snapped and soon several guns were pointed to him, one person screaming for him to get down on his knees and put his hands behind his head, but he refused.

Mark just glared and flipped him off, soon feeling hands on him, causing him to scream and left hook whoever had touched him. "Don't lay your filthy hands on me!"

"Take him down!" One yelled and soon, a hard hit to Mark's head had sent him to unconsciousness.

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Years went by, Mark had no revenge to lay on, he had no promise to pray on, he had no chance of Sean coming to save him.

All he had was the voices inside his head and a broken heart.

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This is alternative ending one, this is an ending which would take place if there was a bullet for Sean, there will be another update to follow if Sean got no bullet.

THE STORY IS NOT OVER.