*Jack POV*
"I did it!" Mark exclaimed, throwing the door open and jerking me from my sleep. "I did it! I did it!" Mark sung again, dancing around the room.
"Did what?" I grumble, yawning and rubbing my eyes in confusion. The amount of energy Mark had was really confusing me, and my brain wasn't working that well since I had just woken up.
"I asked her out." Mark practically jumped on me, wrapping his arms around me and hugging me tight. "I followed your advice and it worked. The plan is to go to some restaurant tonight for our first date. I'm so excited!"
"Calm down, calm down." I giggle, attempting to somewhat sit up straight. "Stop hugging me so tight, I can barely breath."
"Oh, Sorry."
"Now run that by me again. Slower this time. I couldn't understand a word you were saying."
Mark takes a deep breath and gets up from from the bed, wandering around the room as he talked. "I followed the advice you gave me and asked Stephanie out. It worked." He paused and looked at me briefly, a smile lighting up his face. "We have a date tonight." He turned away from me, looking at his reflection in the mirror, running his fingers through his hair. "I'm excited, but kinda nervous. Mostly excited."
I felt my heart break as it dawned on me what had happened. I tried to appear calm, and look collected, but the pain I felt was devastating. I had finally found the one person in life that cared for me, appreciated me, that could see me, and now he's found someone else. I was so confident in our relationship, he was my soulmate for crying out loud, what other reason could be given to explain why he could see me, but I guess I simply wasn't good enough.
"Jack?" Mark's voice brought my attention back to reality. He looked at my reflection in the mirror, green hair a mess, legs pulled up to my chest, and tears running down my cheeks. He spun around to face me, hurrying over and kneeling in front of me. "Jack? What's wrong, Jack?"
"I uh-" My breath hitched.
I couldn't even talk. I couldn't explain the pain I felt, coursing through my heart, running through my soul. He grabbed my wrists and gently tugged me down onto his lap, the two of us sitting on the floor. I felt torn, the very person that caused me pain, was helping it go away. I didn't know what exactly to feel. Sadness? Jealousy? Anger? Pain? I felt all of them simultaneously, but could only focus on the pain in my heart and the tears that ran down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I did the only thing I could. I cried.
He rubbed my back soothingly, looking at me with concern filling his eyes. Eventually, the tears stopped. I could breathe again. My breaths became calmer. Quieter. Regular. And that's when that anger filled me. But who's to blame? Him? Her? Me? Again, Mark's voice brought me out of the depths of my thoughts and back into reality.
"Jack? What happened?"
"It's all your fault, isn't it?" I muttered to myself.
"What?" He questioned, confused. I don't think he heard me. I hope he didn't.
"No... It's all my fault. Isn't it?" I slowly rise out of his arms, drifting up into the air and out of reach. "It is. It's all my fault." I want to scream. Mark looks so confused.
"I don't understand Jack."
"Of course you don't." I grip my hair with my hands, pulling at the green strands. "I was the one who died, who followed you around, who became your friend, who gave you the advice. So how could I not see... that I wouldn't be good enough for you. That you'd eventually leave me."
"It's just a date Jack." Mark rose to his feet, still not understanding the full picture. "I'm not leaving you forever. I don't even know if we're gonna be a thing."
"Just a date?" My voice rises slightly as the jealousy consumes my body. "Sure. It's just a date. A date with her, not me. You'd probably date anyone but me."
"Jack... are you...?"
"Jealous." I cut him off. "I've never kissed someone before Mark. Don't you understand! What it must feel like, what it must be like, to watch the one person you've ever loved to leave and kiss someone else. Of course I'm jealous!" I pause, an idea popping in my head. I smirk as I continue talking, floating closer to Mark, the smug look plastered on my face. "But I'm not going to let that happen."
And with that, I gently place my hands on either side of Mark's face and pull him closer. My eyes flutter shut as our lips connect, and I barely feel Mark's arms around my waist as the kiss deepens. My face flushes red as we pull away, and a tiny giggle of satisfaction escapes my lips as Mark stands there shocked. And then, it hits me. What I had just done. I had just kissed my best friend, who was currently interested in someone else, and was most likely not into guys. I was filled with horror, quickly floating out of reach again, apologies streaming from my mouth so fast, you could hardly understand what I was saying.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Oh gosh, I'm terribly sorry. I just got caught up in the heat of the moment and... Oh my gosh. I'm a terrible friend. I- oh no. You probably hate me now. I'm so sorry."
I zoomed over to the door, throwing it open and letting it slam shut behind me, barely hearing Mark's voice call after me as I tried to find a place to hide and bask in my embarrassment. "Jack... Wait!"
Author's Note
So Mark has a date, but it's not Jack. (Nuuuuuu...! Septiplier come back! XD -C) So he's jealous, which is understandable. But he kissed Mark and he's now embarrassed and ran off. (Isn't that kinda adorable though? -C) Sadness..... You guys will just have to wait and see what happens to him in the next chapter. (*laughs while readers wait in agony* XD -C) Anyways, I hoped you guys liked this chapter AND WE WILL SEE ALL YOU DUDES... In the next video!!!
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