The Stranger In The Hallway (Septiplier)

[Chapter 14]

Author's note:

Get your tissues ready folks.

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-Please Don't Go-

-Jack's pov-

What began as just a day of distance quickly became a week. Seeing him in the hall ways and having him not even glance up at me hurt way more than any blade I turned to.

Correction, blades.

What started out as skipping one or two meals became not eating for days.

I was burdened with sadness. I felt so fragile. At any time I could break down and cry. I started skipping our shared class. What hurt the most is our stares not even meeting once.

It feels so wierd going back to sleeping alone. It feels so strange. After weeks of never feeling alone gets replaced with constant loneliness, you literally hit rock bottom.

No texts.

No calls.

Not even one glance.

Had we broken up? As angry as I was I just wanted a day apart. For some reason we got more than a day. I wanted to run into his arms. I wanted to apologize. I wanted to just be held again. I was so used to being a lone wolf. Mark had somehow changed that in me.

I felt no need to wake up early today as I had no clases. Or boyfriend? Are we even dating at this point? I lazily woke up and walked to the bathroom. I had to at least try to be productive today. I looked at my bed. What I would kill to be in bed with Mark cuddling.

I walked into the bathroom and avoided the mirrors gaze.....

I had begun to hate what I looked like. What stared back at me was horrible. The bags under my eyes grew darker, my hair grew more messy and faded. I had lost a bit of weight from starving myself. I glanced up at a Polaroid picture Mark had taken of both of us. My smile so full of hope and happiness was no broken and non existent.

I threw on a random hoodie. Making sure I didn't accidently put on one of Mark's just like the other day. Boy did that sure make me instantly break down.

I mad sure to roll down my sleves and cover my hideous scars. All of them lined with persicion and hate.

I heard a knock on my door.

That was something I hadn't heard awhile.

I looked through the peephole to see who was at the door. I instantly was hit with a wave of panic.

Mark stood in front of my door with an uneasy smile. I debated on whether I would open the door or not.

"Jack? I know your in there! I just need to get one of my hoodies...."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I had to keep my shit together while he came for his hoodie.

I opened the door and shot Mark a weak smile.

"Hey." He said.

He spoke as if we had just spoken moments ago.

"I'll go get it." I said my voice on the brink of breaking.

Mark wandered in behind me and stood by my kitchen.

I walked over to my closet as I heard my phone ring.

I stoped, and debated. Instead I reached for my phone seeing it was my brother Malcom calling.

"Hello?" I answered a little happy as I was to be talking to him.

"J-Jack? Hey bro. Are you busy right now?"

"No not really, why? You don't want me to come over do you?" I said chuckling a bit.

"No, um well kinda. I got some bad news."

"Which is?"

"Um, you see. Um. It's Ma. She passed away a couple minutes ago. Doctors said they couldn't do anything."

"W-What? No. This cant be."
I said holding in my tears while my heart absolutely shatters.

"Sean. Please listen-" Malcolm said before I hung up my hands shaking.

I felt my the room around me spin. My breaths became shorter and faster. I felt as if I was spiraling. I was falling.

"M-Mark...."Is all I could whisper out as I sat on the floor in shock.

"J-Jack? Are you okay?!?!" Mark said running quickly to my side. "Oh God. Your having a panic attack."

I then felt nothing. I was enveloped in darkness.

"Jack? Can you hear me? Jack please listen to my voice. Focus on it. I'm right here. I'm holding onto you. Your aren't alone. I've got you."

I felt Mark hold me close to him before I regained myself.

I started at Mark not making a word.

"M-Mark. She's gone...."

"Who?"

"My Ma, she just died."

With that I lost it.

It took me less that one second to run into his arms and sob onto his shoulder. I clinged onto him as of he were about to leave. All I could do was mumble incoherent words. I could speak properly.

All I could do was hug and squeeze him. The tears streamed down my cheek onto his shoulder. I didn't dare let go of him.

At first Mark didn't know how to react to the hug. He then adjusted to it and soon let me melt into his arms. He comforted me by resting his head on my shoulder as well and rubbing his hand in circles down my back and hushing my constant murmurs and hiccup.

He held me for about 5 minutes neither of us wanting to let go. I spent about another 30 minutes in silence on him. I had cried my self dry.

I rolled my head off his shoulder and Mark offered me a broken smile. One that could easily calm my soul but couldnt in this situation.

Mark began to stand.

I don't know what led me to do what I did next but I was desperate.

I jumper and grabbed Mark soon finding more tears to empty out.

"Please don't go." I sobbed. "Please stay. At least for now. I really need you. Don't leave me."

Mark settled down and stroked my back again this time squeezing my body into his.

"Shhhh. I'm gonna stay right here with you. I promise I won't leave you." Mark purred into my ear.

I sank into his arms and closed my eyes and dozed off to the sound of his heart beat. We both layed on the floor of my room.

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This was really hard to write!

:'(

Here take 5 cookies.

Update coming soon.

Peace.