*So, basically, I have another account on here where I'm writing another 3 fanfictions... it's marksdolphin basically because that's my twitter but yeah, that's me. I personally think the others are better than this but this is completely different to them.*
You can trust him, Jess. You can trust him. "It's not his fault, it really isn't. I mean, it can't be. It must be my fault. I must deserve it. If it wasn't me then it would be someone else... So, nobody knows. Nobody, at all. Not even my mum. My mum lives in LA, I just get sent over here sometimes..." I trail off, my mind filled with the horrible thoughts that consume it everyday. "It's OK, Jess. I'm here." Mark wraps a supportive arm around my shoulder, pulling me close to him. "It... It's..." My voice is barely a whisper as I tell him. But should I tell him? Does he really need all of my problems too? "My dad..." I say, almost to myself, but Mark hears. I feel him swallow deeply as he continues to hold me tightly to his chest, tears threatening in my eyes. "It's going to be Ok, Jess. I promise." I look up at him, still unable to believe that he actually is Mark Owen. "Thank you." I tell him simply as he looks at me confused. "For everything. I mean, I don't know where I'd be without you and your music right now. Probably with some random stranger or even..." My mind trails off as I think about the times I've cried myself to sleep at night silently, doing nothing but inflicting pain on myself further, both mentally and physically. "But I took your lead. And smiled through the bad stuff. Thinking maybe if I can convince everyone else I'm OK, eventually I'll convince myself. I did. Sometimes it would work and I'd forget about everything for a moment. Get lost in music or just think about someone I love. And for that I thank you. Because without you, this would have been impossible." I've always dreamed of being able to tell Mark what he means to me, and yes, I did miss out a huge section but I don't care. He knows how important he is to me now and that's what matters.
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My Saviour, my "father"
Fanfiction*Willowen, but not entirely* Jess is abused by her real father, who she lives with in London. She has five people who helped her through it all when she felt like she was nothing. One of those people goes by the name of Mark Owen.
