Chapter 17: Dancing With The Devil

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(Sean's POV) 

"No. I refuse to believe this! What is this?!" 

"I already told you. Don't believe it if you want, but don't say didn't warn you..." He snapped his fingers and I collapsed, vising blurred, then black. 

I woke up at home. "Mark? Anti? Dark?" I called. No response. I walked around, looking for them. I heard voices. I would've went in to the room, but I heard something that I couldn't have just left alone. 

"He's gone. Gone forever. He not coming back," Anti whispered. 

"It isn't so bad, Jack would've wanted us to stay together. Support one-another-" Dark was cut off. 

"It's good he's gone. One less problem in this world. I glad he disappeared..." That's all I heard before I ran into the room, tears threatening to spill. It was worse hearing it the second time around. 

"Well, I'm not gone! So I guess t'is problem is 'till her'! Sorry ta ruin yeer hopes, Merk!" I yelled out of pure pain and anger. 

"Jack, wait! It's not what you th-" Mark started. 

"T'en whut is it?! Hmm?"

"Jack, just let me explain, please-" 

"No! If I am such a problem, then I'll just go!" I ran strait to my room, locked the door, and started packing. Mark kept banging on my door, saying things like "Jack, please, open the door," and "Let me explain! You don't understand!" I let the river of tears flow down my face, not caring anymore. I needed to face facts, Mark didn't care. He never will care. 

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