Poppies (A Septiplier AU)✔

~18

Mark's POV

I had finally gotten off the plane in Cincinnati when my phone went off like crazy. It didn't stop for a solid ten minutes. During those few minutes, I didn't touch it, not wanting to disturb it's fit of pinging.

The tantrum of my phone had stopped and I had finally picked it up to see what was going on. My eyes filled with horror as I saw all the text and calls from Jack I had missed. One by one, I read what they all said.

Jack; Please come home soon...                                      

Jack; I need you here Mark...                                                         

Jack; Please...                                                                                      

Jack; ...                                                                                                                                                                                     

Jack; Felix is dead.

The blood drained from my face at the news. I know I didn't like him that much but he was still someone in my life, after all, he had been my best friend in the earlier years of my life. What happened to him? I assume a drug overdose but I won't know until I ask. So that's what I did.

Me; Wait, what happened???

I saw the dots pop up almost immediately indicating that  he was typing back. A second later, I received a reply.

Jack; A truck came barreling through the parking lot and hit him. They said his heart immediately stopped right after...

Me; I'm so sorry you saw that.

Jack; Don't apologize... just get back here as soon as you can ok? I miss you so much.

My eyes started to tear up for him. I knew he needed me to comfort him and tell him he'll be ok. I couldn't come up with a good enough reason in my head to go back today. I knew I had to wait a couple days. I mean I don't think I want to talk to my parents about their gay son and his depressed, substance abusing boyfriend. They'd think I was insane. I know they would understand about Felix but want me to stay for a while anyway.

Me; Listen ok, I'll be back as soon as I can I promise ok?

Jack; Please... I don't want to be without you...

People in the airport started staring at me, wondering why I was crying. I could see it on their faces. They ha no idea who I was yet they were going to judge me because I was sad or was it because they had lost all their own emotions and had to feed off mine. After all, the world is slowly dying. People are always looking for a better way to feel. Whatever that may be.

Me; I'll be home soon.

He didn't text me back. I stood outside in the moderately warm weather and waited for my mother to pick me up like she used to in elementary. The seconds ticked by as my tears drew away and the breath escaped from my lips. The city around me was loud and busy but I couldn't hear a thing. I however could see him, singing along with me to songs I was learning in choir, Him blushing when I held his hand, the way his eyes sparkled in the dawn's light by the pool. 

Then I heard it.

It was faint, light and arid, as if it were from a dream. Laughter, that made every dim shade of grey in this city shine brighter than the sun's light from above.

Honk

I snapped to attention as my mother had honked the horn at me. I walked towards the car, a toothy grin on my face. She rolled down the window.

"Hey mom!"

"Hey sweetie, I missed you so much!"

"I missed you too mom."

I put my stuff in the backseat of the car and climbed in shotgun.

"How's school going?" In my head, I wanted to say great, horrible and confusing but I couldn't.

"It's great mom. How have the pups been?" Her smile lit up even more.

"They're doing great. They can't wait to see you again." I smiled at her and looked out the window upon my home city. What monster could come from a place where babies laugh and people dance? I won't know.

The drive took awhile but we finally got to the house. I got unpacked and talked to my mom. I told her about Felix and what happened and how it would be best to go back early.

She surprisingly agreed that I should go home tomorrow. I think it's because she remembers him. Remembers how we were such good friends in grade school and how this could be disastrous for my mental health. Little did she know how life had really been at that school.

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I pulled up to half an open parking lot, the other half I assumed was where... he died. The taxi stopped and I got out only to be trapped in the embrace of the green haired boy. He buried his head into my shoulder and I could feel the gentle sobs of the fallen angel on my shoulder. It was steady but heavy. He grabbed the back of my shirt in his shaky hands.

"I missed you so much Mark. I couldn't do it." I cradled his head over my shoulder and held him in my embrace as he wept.

"Shhhh it's ok, I'm here now." We stood there holding each other in an everlasting embrace, not wanting to let go. It was sweet.

We walked back to the dorm to put my stuff away.

"I heard the staff say that they would possibly be changing the rooms around. We might not be roommates anymore." a solemn sadness within the ocean of his eyes.

"I won't let that happen. I care about you to much to let you go that easily."

He smiled at me. I lied down on top of my bed, summoning the angel to a long needed embrace. Just like we used to do. He accepted and sat next to me holding my hand in his. Our bodies holding the other's up. I could feel his heart beat, it was steady and calm.

"Never leave me again Mark, I-I- was thinking about it again..." tears filled his eyes once more.

"Oh Jack, please don't cry, I love you too much."

"I'm scared I'll lose you too." I held him tighter.

"I promise you, I'll never ever leave you again."