The Flip Side

Chapter 29

When he let go, I fought the urge to kiss his face because even after I snapped at him and then came running back, arms wide open in pity and self remorse he still grinned a genuine smile. Why....Why was he so nice to me.... In the beginning, I was curious, so I let it play out. 

Then I found it amusing and boosted it up as a joke, I hadn't had fun in so long and I couldn't help it. But now..... I don't have a reason. Yet I stay, and doing something without reason is a very dangerous act indeed. It can't be I've taken a liking to him, no, of course not. 

It's not as if I enjoy spending my time around him when I have an opening to run and never be put in the asylum again, that's ridiculous. The urge to kiss him is an expression of gratitude. Yes, that's exactly it.

 A reaction of approval and appreciation, a mere gesture shouldn't even damage the situation in the slightest. Shifting my face towards him and leaning in slightly, the smile drained slowly off his face and left a worrisome look showing me he was concerned.

"Jack..." He trailed off again, inching closer so our breaths puffed against one another's faces quietly and barely, I let my lips connect onto his. We've done this once before, and that one was when I toyed with him. It's the same here, but....Something is different. 

It...feels different. I looked up at Mark and my heart flopped around to see his eyes were closed, pulling away a gasp leapt out of my mouth when Mark's hand gently wrapped around the back of my head and softly brought me back into the kiss. It was....warm....and kind.

'You don't deserve this.'

I know.

'Let him have his fun, it's going to happen soon.'

I know.

'But-'

'No disagreements.'

I know.

'Fine, go ahead, Guinness boy.'

The nickname set my heart aflame and my pale face lit up into a bright red one. Tears stinging in my eyes, a gasp filtered through me in shock, eyes wide I looked to see if something had startled me and I saw Mark's hand was gently caressing my lower back. 

Shooting him a glare, he sensed it and smile with his eyes closed. Scrunching my eyes shut and opening them up with reluctance, I dropped my tensed up shoulders and let my mind wander off into the old memories of the times I had spent with people who called me that nickname. 

And as fast as memories appear, it vanished and went away leaving me only with the supporting warmth of the kiss Mark and I shared. A smile found it's way onto my lips, and when I thought back to the voices the warmth in the kiss only blossomed even more.

Thank you, Sam.

'It's no problem Jack, really! I just want you to be happy, that asshole doesn't know what he's talking about!'

...You think they miss me Sam?

'I miss you, and you know they do.'

...Thanks, you're always there for me.

'Don't let those voices take over you before you can do anything, they're just that. Voices. Tune em out!'

I will, thank you.

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Well so much for new years @-@ oh well! C'est la vie! ^w^ and apologies for the late updating and short chapter, I was thinking of a few ideas, but I'll post that later on to explain my absence for this reason, I'm not leaving or taking a tiny break or big break but it's a positive reason this time :D I'll try to update more and keep on schedule, schools starting too so I have a few days I might have to pass but in the mean time I'll be working on this book and Distorted, and once I'm done both I'll explain the news on whichever one is finished first and on the second one too.

See ya in the next update cupcakes! :P (Cause you're all awesome and sweet ((AWW!)))

Bye byeeee!!!