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9

Jack turned off the tv and looked around the room like he hadn't been in there for the last 30 minutes
"Is this your house?" Jack looked over at mark waiting for an answer
"I rented it, my house is a couple hours away." Mark took another big bite of his sandwich and set it down on the plate
"Do you not live with anybody?" Jack looked over at mark eagerly
"Amy used to live with me..." mark looked down at his hands Jack started to smile
"Amy's the one who slapped you!" Jack smiled childishly Mark looked over at Jack not amused
"Who are your friends?" Jack kept smiling and slightly dancing his head back and fourth
"I guess Amy might become a friend again, I also have Ryan he's the one who got into an accident... uh I have some other friends, all the people I know usually live near me" Jack looked at mark waiting for Mark to say more
"What are they're names?" Jack smiled happily
"There's Felix and Daniel..." Mark slid his hand across the back of his neck
"I don't really have many friends..." Mark put his hand down looking over at Jack
"Are you kidding?! That's more friends I've ever had!" Jack stood up and put his hands on his hips Jack stood in that pose for a while until he got tired and heavily sat back down. Mark smiled to himself as he collected the plates and lifted himself up. He walked into the kitchen setting the dishes next to the sink still filled with cold water.

Jack looked over at mark and stood back up he started to walk towards Mark, then he stopped just before he walked into the kitchen. Mark noticed Jack standing there he wasn't moving Just staring, Mark started to walk slowly, each step he took got heavier.

Jack curled his lips once again
"S...stop doing that..." Mark heard his own voice cracking in regret and fear
"Doing what?" Jack wasn't smiling he had an innocent and scared look he began to walk forwards, Mark backed up each step Jack took. Jack backed up touching and twisting his hair in realization he looked up at mark
"It won't stop..." he whispered
"Why the fuck am I still here?!" Jack threw his hands in the air
"I'm a crazed psychopath!!" He had tears filling his eyes, Mark completely agreed but there was something about this situation, like it had to happen and Jack needed to be there to play his part.

Mark started to walk towards Jack carefully taking each step
"Your lucky I haven't killed you yet..." Mark stopped and looked at Jack covering his face. Jack was crying he began to sob into his hands breathing heavily.
His whimpers turned into giggles he had tears streaming down his face...but he was laughing
"It's so much harder to do this around you...Mark." He laughed looking up and down mark.

Jack walked over to mark, He had a twisted smile growing deeper by the second. Jack stopped in front of mark, he reached up and weaved his fingers through Mark's hair he giggled more. Jack backed up and walked farther into the kitchen looking carefully at all of the drawers like he had to choose, like he had to choose the right one that had the grand prize he desired. Mark started to back up away from the wall down the short hallway, Jack looked over at mark smiling the drawer in front of him was open and he held up a knife. Mark was shaking his head and backing up
"Why..? Why are you doing this..?" Marks was stumbling backwards as Jack grabbed his wrist and pulled mark closer
"It's just too much fun" Jack laughed as mark tried to pull away Jack grabbed Marks shirt showing his bandages
"Jumping through glass wasn't such a good idea huh?" Jack pushed on Mark's wounds, Mark groaned and breathed deeply
"I don't even need to use this" he dropped the knife on the ground
"You did it all on your own" Jack pushed Mark against the wall, Mark pushed Jack away and painfully ran towards the front door he slammed into the wood grunting and grabbing the door knob Jack pushed Mark into the door his smile deepened listening to Mark's cry's.

Jack let go of Mark letting him fall to the ground. Mark tried to pick himself back up, Jack grabbed him by the shirt and lifted him up onto his feet. Jack's grip loosened letting Mark regain balance, Mark was now facing Jack. Mark could feel Jacks breath grazing over his face, Jack looked at mark and his eyes grew wide he wasn't smiling, Mark stopped struggling he just stared back at Jack. Jack's eyes started to close as he fell to the floor unconscious.