And another chapter done. Holidays are very nice. Let's say that this is my apologie for not uploading so long. Have fun reading !! Bye bye !!!
Marks P.O.V.
It's been 3 days sins Jack started walking again. It's going pretty good and he can walk without pain now. Faster than walking or long distances are still a problem, so he has a wheelchair. They've tried to get me back to the mental health care, but when they called security on me, I started a fight. I didn't hurt them really bad, but I made clear that they would never get me away from Jack ever again.
Jack's recovery is going very fast, way faster then the doctors had in mind. I'm very proud of him. He is trying with all his might to walk again and to recover as quick as possible so we can leave. He hates it that he can't walk to the hospital restaurant on his own (that's where we eat now). But that also has a sunny side. Every time we go to the restaurant, I race him trough the whole hospital. He loves it, but the hospital people don't really like it that much. We never destroyed anything or hit anyone, but they keep telling us that we aren't little children anymore. It doesn't stop us though.
We are in Jack's room, watching a bad reality show. I love watching bad reality shows with Jack. We always make fun of the characters and laugh at the bad acting. It's one of the things that would always make me happy.
Jack smiled at the TV screen, not noticing that I'm not paying attention to the TV at all. I'm looking at him. His beautiful smile. I washed his hair yesterday (he kept his clothes on, don't get the wrong idea) so it was extremely fluffy and soft. I really wanted to pull Jack into a hug and play with his hair, but that would be weird right? I mean, we don't have a relation. I'll just leave it.
We are planning on leaving in a few days. Jack had to stay longer than a week, like they said when he first came in. Apparently they just said that to calm me down, because I was so panicked. I got really angry of course. Jack has to stay another 4 days. I love it to see the determination in his eyes when he's walking around. He really wants to leave and be safe . Perhaps he might even want to make me proud. Nah, doesn't sound logical.
~three days later~
Jack's P.O.V.
Thank god its almost over. My wounds don't hurt anymore and most of them are completely healed. We're leaving tomorrow. I don't know where we're gonna go, but Mark will protect me. I feel kinda bad because I can't do anything back. "It's fine Jack. You should just recover as quick as possible. I hate seeing you in pain." Mark said when I told him. I don't know how anyone could hate him. Mark is the purest person I've ever known. He'd always nice to me and he'll always protect me, not matter what. I wish we could be more then friends, but I'm such a big coward and I'm too afraid to tell him. What if he says no? What if he started laughing at me? What if I ruined our years of friendship? I don't know. It just seems like too much of a risk. All I know is that I've never loved someone more then Mark. It broke my heart when he had a girlfriend. When they broke up, I literally danced trough my house and sang Taylor Swift 'we are never getting back together' but I changed the text to 'they are never getting back together. I felt selfish after that, knowing that Mark was probably hurt.
I pretend not noticing Mark looking at me instead of the TV. It annoys me, because I don't wanna look back but I do wanna look at him. I smile at the thought of him, even though he is right beside me. Tomorrow we're leaving.
Now that I think about it, when I had a girlfriend, Mark was acting weird too. I had a girlfriend because I thought I loved her. I was wrong. When she joined Mark and me, Mark became more distant, like he wasn't close to me. It hurt me so much. I don't know why, but Mark hated my girlfriend. She hated him too. I left them alone once because I had to go to the toilet. When I came back, they where standing in the living room where I left them, screaming at each other. I tried to calm them down, but failed. Mark had left and that hurt me even more. Elise (my girlfriend) told me he had said that she wasn't good enough for me and that she was a slut because he had seen her with someone else. That was the moment I send her home and went to Mark's place. He told me he had seen her in a bar with another guy. They where doing a little more then kissing if I may believe him. I asked her about it and she broke up with me because I believed Mark. Two days after that, she was in a relationship with the guy Mark had seen her with. After we broke up, Mark became my close friend again. I don't really get it.
I decide to look back at Mark. "TV show isn't interesting enough for you, is it?" I say with a smile. I see him turn red. I giggle. "Why are you blushing Markimoo? Didn't expect me to see you?" Mark laughed back. "I just didn't expect your reaction. Let's go do something. It's your last day here. Let's make sure they never forget us!" I smile. I don't know what he was planning to do. I can do everything again. I can even run again! "It's not like they will forget us fast already. The guy that almost died but magically recover very fast and the guy who went mental, threatened a nurse, escaped his room and fought the security." While I say it, I hear how crazy it sounds. We are probably one of the weirdest couples they have ever seen here. A couple of friends I mean! just friends. Mark smiles at me. "Well, we can only make it worse right? Let's go! One last time racing trough the building! Please ?" Mark grabbed my hand and looked at me with excitement in his eyes. Even though he is a really hot guy and really looks like a grown man , sometimes he still looks like a little kid. I roll my eyes and say: "sure. But we are going to say goodbye to the horrible nurse we scared away yesterday!" Yesterday, a new nurse had to take care of me. A women with long dark brown hair and a slim face. She had told Mark to leave. Stupid mistake. She also seemed to be homophobic because when Mark made clear that he wasn't going to leave, she began being rude. Not that we're gay! I'm bi and, for as far as I know, Mark is straight. So, yeah....... another reason why I probably won't tell him how I feel.
"Sure! Let's go!" Mark got very excited now. He grabbed the wheelchair and I sat down. "Ready?" Mark asked. "Ready" I answered. Mark started running. I started laughing. We really are just little kids in older bodies.
We found the nurse and 'accidentally' almost hit her. She almost fell over and started cursing at us. I heard Mark laugh and so did I. We where racing around on the whole fifth floor and most of the doctors and nurses knew us by now and some even greeted us friendly. When we did a whole circle on the firth floor, we stopped at my room again and stopped. Mark was completely out of breath. I stood up. "I'm gonna put the wheelchair back and then we could go and ear something, okay?" I nodded and waited outside my room. Mark was back in no time. His face was red from running around, it looked very funny actually.
We stepped in the elevator and got down to the first floor, where the restaurant was. We got some food and sat down. "Any idea where we're gonna to tomorrow ?" I asked Mark. He looked up from his food at me and answered: "I thought about going to Europe. It's really cool there!" I stare at him. Europe ?! He really has enough money for both of us to leave America and go to Europe ?! "Are you joking ?" I ask with all my disbelieve in my voice. My looks back at me. "No, I'm serious. I've been there before, it's really cool! I'm sure you'd like it." I keep staring at him in disbelief. He would just leave everything behind and leave. I couldn't text my friends anymore because we needed new phones. Mark had asked me what kind of phone I would want the most. I said that a Samsung galaxy s7 edge would be so cool. The next day he got me one with three different cases. "If you don't want to we can also stay in America. It's your choice." I looked at Mark again. "Are you crazy! I would love to go to Europe!" I said a bit too loud. A few people look irritated at us. Mark smiled at me. "Great. Than that's settled." I'm so lucky to have Mark. He's my best friend, even if I wished he was more that that.
