Markimoo And Jackaboy

Trouble

                                                                             -Marks POV-

I woke up and went to look at Jack, he was already awake on the phone to someone. "Jack?" I called. He looked up at me with tears in his eyes and a scared expression on his face. "Whats wrong?" I asked him. He simply handed me the phone and I could already hear the shouting on the other side. "Hello?" I said. Instantly I heard screeching voice of a man; he seemed furious about something. "Hey man I dont know who the fuck you are but you better not ring this number again." I said, annoyed. Right after I said that I put the phone down. I looked into Jacks beautiful eyes asking who he was. "H-he.. I-Is m-my ex boyfriend". Jack said looking down, tears beginning to roll down his cheeks. "Hey shhh dont cry I wont let him hurt you.. Though.. What did happen with you and him..?" I asked quietly. "H-he hurt me.. Continuously.. A-and was often sexually abuse me.. Jack said seeming very said. I cuddled Jack closer to me and told him everything would be okay and I would always protect him. 10 minutes passed and I figured I had better get up. I was still in a terrible mood about earlier. I noticed Jack sleeping so I thought this would be my chance to take a look at some of the texts he'd gotten from his ex. I started reading. Alot of them were threats and others just swearing. This made my mood even worse. I looked up at the name and it said Dylan. I vowed then that if I ever happened to meet Dylan I would knock his tiny brain  out of his ugly head. 

                                                                -Jacks POV-

When I woke up Mark wasnt in bed. I got up and walked around. I saw him in the kitchen looks at something in the newspaper so I walked over to see what it was. "Hey.. Watcha looking at?" I asked. "Jobs for you he replied. Come see maybe you will see one you like". I agreed and started looking through them with him. "Hmm.. They dont pay much do they? Greedy bastards" I said with a chuckle. Mark laughed in response. "Hey that seems good." I said. "Uhm.. Jack thats a male gay strip club" Mark said with wide eyes. "Well.. I guess I could give it a try, right?" I said happily. He nodded and we got ready to go and have a look at it.

                                           (Time skip to arriving at the club)

"Hey cuties." A strange guy said. We looked at him. I stupidly blushed.. I hate it, I cant control it. I looked up at Mark, he seemed annoyed. "Sooo watcha here for?" he said. "Oh I would like a job" I shyly said. "Damn he said staring at me looking me up and down,  sure come see my boss. He said, showing us a small room. "Ah, you will need to wait outside please". The guy said. "Um okay I guess". Replied Mark. I turnt around and waved Mark bye and entered an office. "Hello there, take a seat." Said the boss. I sat down and he looked at me. "So what kind of job here were you looking for, we were looking for some pole dancers and I can already tell you would be great for that." He said, winking at me. I stared sheepishly. "Uhm.. Sorry my boyfriend wouldn't like that." I said blushing. "Oh.. Shame.. So what are you looking for? I thought for a second before finally answering. "Maybe I could be the bar tender" I replied. "Hmm.. I guess we are low on staff. Okay. You have the job but if you cant do it properly you will be fired, sorry. You arrive at 7:30 pm and work ends at 2am. I will be closely watching you to see if you do the job well. He said, half smirking. "Oh thank you!" I shouted. "Hey its okay kid, whats your name anyway?" He asked "Oh call me Jack." I said. "Oh okay.. Jack.. And how old are you?" "23" I replied. "Okay then, see you tomorrow Jack goodbye." He said, grinning at me. I then walked out his office revealing a huge smile to Mark. He took a hold of my hand as we walked out. "Sooo I assume you got it?" He happily said. "Yeah!!" I excitedly replied. 

                                                             -Marks POV-

I knew it was good he had managed to get a job. Though I secretly regretted this decision. He is a cutie and other people might think so too, I just dont want him to be hurt. When we got home I reached into a draw and got something out. "Hey Jack? Could you come here for a moment please?" I asked. "Sure" He replied walking over to me. I gave him a small key chain with a button on it. "So uhm.. If you even find yourself in a bad situation at work, just click it and I will come find you no matter where I am." I said. He started blushing and smiled. "Why thanks Mark!"