Jacks Pov
I'm starting to get worried. It's like he's gone missing. Nothing for a whole week. I've called, emailed, Skyped but nothing's working. Marks never done this before, was he in hospital? Has he been kidnapped? Is he... dead? NO STOP THINKING THAT JACK!!!! I mentally yell at myself. Marks probably fine, or at least I hope. What if he needs me? He might... I decide to try and Skype him one last time and if he doesn't pick up, I'm going over to America. I don't care if I'm overreacting, i need to make sure he's okay. I quickly jump on Skype and call Mark. I cross my fingers hoping he picks up, it rings once... twice... three...
Marks Pov
I know people are worried but I can't record, I need to stay away from people until I figure out what to do. I sit in my recording room and check my phone. Jack has called me 10 times, texted my 15 times and tried to Skype me 20 times. Man, did I really worry him that much? Maybe I should text him... before I have the chance Skype starts ringing. It's Jack, he's calling me. I can't pick up because he will know but what if I... lied and said that my cameras not working? No I can't, that's stupid Jacks smart, part of the reason I love him. No I can't, I have to protect him, I'll just text him later. I click the decline button with a heavy heart. Before I pull out my phone, I see two figures in the doorway. One of them speaks... "Hey Mark..."
Jacks Pov
He didn't pick up, that's it I can't do this anymore. I go online and book a plane ticket to America for tomorrow, then I book a hotel room. Then I go on twitter and tell everyone that I'm going away for a few days to see a "friend". I hate calling Mark that, because he's so much more than a friend to me. Then I pack my stuff, by the time I'm done I check my phone, hoping for something from Mark but expecting nothing. As if I predicted the future, there was nothing. The time read 11pm so I jump into bed, hoping to get some sleep but all I can think about is Mark.. was if he is dead? I never got to tell him how I felt... all of a sudden darkness consumes me.
I'm standing in front of Marks house, my hand inches from the doorknob. I wonder how I got here but then I realise why I'm there. I open the door as fast as I can and stop dead in my tracks as I look at the horror on the floor. I see Mark, my beautiful Mark out cold in a dark pool of blood, I rush to his side and cradle him in my arms as I feel tears run down my face. His blood stains my clothes and skin but I couldn't find any fucks to give. I whisper to him telling him that I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner. I look at his shirt, its drenched in blood, coming from his neck. I bury my tear stained face in Mark's hair, breathing in the sweet smell of strawberries and blood. Then I do something I should've done a long time ago I whisper into Marks ear: I love you, Mark. Then Mark opens his eyes and all I see is black with red pupils and he smiles a menacing smile with sharp fang-like teeth. Before I can react, he pins me down and holds my wrists and whispers into my ear: "Join us and be mine... forever" then I feel a sharp sting in my neck and my vision turns to darkness...
I awake with a jolt, sweating and panting. It was just a dream... it was just a dream... I look at my phone and look at the time: 10pm Shit! My flight leaves in two hours! I quickly grab my stuff and call a cab, I wait 10 minutes for the cab and then drive to the airport. I go through security and board the plane just in time. As the plane takes off, I put on a movie and try not to think about the dream last night, but it won't leave my head. It's going to be a long plane ride.
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Blood, Secrets and Love (Septiplier)
FanfictionWhen Marks disappears from YouTube and doesn't speak to anyone for a long time, Jack goes to America to check on his "friend" but what he doesn't know is that he's about to go on an adventure that will question fantasy and reality...