(Mark's P.O.V)
I smelled the pancakes that Ethan was making. They smelled delicious. Why does he have to be so fucking cute? I finished getting dressed and headed back to the kitchen. When I got there I saw Ethan holding a knife in his hands and a look that I didn't like. I ran over to where he was and grabbed the knife. I hugged him tight thinking about what would have happened if I took longer. I hugged him at the thought of losing him, losing one of my best friends. He was my everything and I can't just lose him so easily like that. I don't know what I would do without him in my life.
Sorry, this chapter is short but there will be more to come.
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FanfictionMark has noticed that Ethan is acting off as of lately. Ethan is trying his best to put on an act for the others. The truth is Ethan has depression. He doesn't want the others to find out about it because he thinks that they will kick him out or pit...
