It's Too Late (Septiplier)

10.

~Jack~

I finally told him what had been on my mind the last 40 minutes or so. I couldn't sleep, I don't sleep and I didn't want to put my poor mind through terrible horrors called sleep. I, of course, didn't tell him the last part.

"Why can't you sleep?" he asked me.

"I don't think that is any of your business Mark."

"That's true. It's not my business, but that doesn't mean I won't try to find out." I only grumble at his response.

"I suggest you go to bed and not worry about it."

Mark looked at me strangely as he spoke, "How could you expect me to do that. You are my friend and a guest in my house, I can't just let you go without sleep. Someone has to take care of you if you aren't."

I don't argue with him about that. It's plain to see, I don't take care of myself. But that wasn't the thing I was caught up on. It was the fact that Mark called me his friend.

It seemed strange coming out of his mouth at first, but then, the more my brain processed it, the more it sounded correct coming from his mouth.

"Jack, please at least try to go to sleep." Mark begged me. I nodded reluctantly at him and I crawled off the floor and onto the bed.

"Mark, where are you going to sleep if I'm in your bed?" I asked him.

"On the floor." I frowned at the thought of this. He is sacrificing his bed for the person who isn't going to sleep. I sighed as I laid my head on the pillow.

As soon as my head hit the pillow, I realized how exhausted I am, emotionally and physically. My eyes start to grow heavy. I blink like mad, trying to stay awake but it was no use, I fell asleep.

I was walking through a forest filled with beauty. It was quiet, there was only the occasional rustle of the leaves on the trees or the chatter from a nearby animal. It was peaceful ,until I took a wrong step.

A twig snapped and the forest twisted up into a dark maze. There were people chasing me. It was my father, her, James, Milo, and Matt. I ran through many twists and turns with them at my heels, threatening me that they would tear out my intestines and feed them to their dog, or they would rip off my fingers and shove them down my throat.

Then I finally made it to the middle of the maze. There in the middle was Mark with one hand balled into a fist and the other wrapped around it. He looked ready for a fight. He approached me and said, "Why would I ever want to be your friend?" Then he socked me in the jaw.

I woke up with a loud cry. This woke up Mark. He scrambled to get off of the floor and rushed to me.

"What's wrong?" He whispered sleepily. I was sobbing as I whispered, "Nightmare."

He paused, seeming to process the information for a bit and then all of a sudden climbed into the bed and pulled me into a hug, trying to calm me down. I stopped my hysteria and started to relax. I was leaning on his chest when my eyes felt droopy. Soon they started to close and I let them.

~Mark~
Once he had fallen asleep in my chest I started to lightly trace his arms. I was tracing his wrists and arms, but that's when I ran into a bump. I was confused to what it was. His skin was smooth everywhere else except a certain area which was littered with bumps. I decided to investigate further.

I traced along one bump. It was long and thin, and so were all the others as well. They seemed to be almost like scratches but not quite. They were much straighter and they didn't have the thin scab a scratch would, so they seemed to be cuts. And they seemed to have been made by some sort of knife.

I felt my face drop when my sleepy mind finally put it together. These were made by Jack. I looked at his little face in the dark. By now my eyes had adjusted to the dark so it wasn't hard to make it out.

His eyes were shut lightly and his mouth was almost completely straight, yet had a slight turn to them. His skin also looked so soft. I reached towards his face and gently brushed his face with the back of my index and middle finger. I was right. It was quite soft.

I didn't realized what I was doing at the time, as I was quite tired, but I laid down in the bed next to Jack and pulled the covers over both of us. I laid my head on the pillow alongside Jacks and drifted off to sleep.

~Jack~

I fell asleep again, this time however, it was pleasant. It was a dream with only the light of the sun shining upon me. It actually felt like it's warmth was right here, laying next to me.

I snuggled closer to it, trying to bury myself in it's warmth. It felt good. It felt like I was safe. It felt like I was actually okay for once. I felt wonderful.

~Mark~

I woke up early in the morning. I yawned and I was going to get up for breakfast when I saw a sleeping Jack snuggled into my chest.

I didn't want to disturb him, but I also don't want to give him the wrong idea when he wakes up. I also remembered, I only wear boxers when I go to bed. I have a shirt on as well but other than that I have nothing. I am confused to what to do. Do I not disturb him and risk embarrassment or do I disturb him and make him wake up?

I choose to go with the first one. I sit there and wait, listening and watching his breathing pattern. Eventually, he wakes up, but not before I figured out there is about 5 seconds in between his breaths.

When he does wake up, he lifted his head to face mine and his entire face went red.

Yo guys, how are you? Did you enjoy the story? Lol I don't really know what I want to say as it's 4:41 am where I live right now. I should go back to bed.

Lol sleepy 4 am me forgot to add the song in. I was also reluctant to put it in later as I realized the sing only goes partly with the chapter but whatev's.