choir boys [ septiplier]

flashback

< jacks POV >

I can't believe it !! I got a level 10, not even the best singers in history got level 10 first time they have ever did the test. The thing is that I am not even good at singing so how did I get it. Mark is the best at singing that I have heard and I have listened to best singers on list. He is just amazing and yet I shall never be able to compare myself to him. Everyone was crowding around me, I didn't like it. They came closer and closer, I had never had so much attention in my life, I was kinda scared, I could hear many people speaking around me and a couple of chears , I felt a touch on my shoulder and something's no weird happened, I blacked out....

{ flashback }

I was on my way to school and the Ireland weather was the usual rainy self, I could taste the winds around me blowing towards me like a st.paddys ( not pattys or baytins !! ) dance festival. The wind hit my brown silvery hair, I was 16 years old and yet I had grey hairs, I was born with it but it still pissed me off, it gives me another reason to be bullied. I arrive at school only to be welcomed by deathly stares, I was hated by everyone, no matter where I go, I am hated, I carried on walking towards my locker only to hear death threats and names all around me, I don't bother to look up from my phone, I don't want the to see the scar across my face from last nights daily baytins from my dad ( :3 ). I don't talk in school, no one k ones how I sound like , they all think I am a mute which is only somewhat true, I can speak I just choose not to. Even the teachers hate me but that is also normal.

I but my bag into my locker and I felt someone grab my hair, I winced and turned around only to find the one person I really did not want to see, daithi.

" Sean Willam McLoughlin what did I say about showing your face around these parts , I don't even Know why you come to school if you know that it will get you killed" he said spitting at me whilst grinning on my hair harder, I flinched again and looked to the floor, I knew coming to school could potentially get me killed one day but it is not like home is safe either, I have no where to go.

I looked at my shoes and held my breath I knew what would come next. I felt his football trainers dig in to my skin as he kicked me in the stomach causing me to bleed from my mouth. He punched me in the face many times and thrown me on the floor, I could feel my heart beat gradually grow faster until i couldn't hear anything, every was pitch black, there was not pain no beat no melody ( if you see what I did there tell me and I will generally shout you out lol ) was u dead !? Was my pain finally gone, I believed I was gone and I felt an over wave of calm over me. Until I heard speaking.

" his name is Sean William McLoughlin, he is 16 but 17 very soon and he doesn't have any allergies to any medicine" I heard a high pitched familiar voice, her Irish accent was strong and she sound like she doesn't really speak English. It was my mother." thank you ma'am he has many scars and wounds around him and when he arrived at the hospital we discovered that he was internally bleeding, he is currently in a coma, sorry " another woman said with another high pitched voice I could tell that she was not my mother because she had a British accent. I could hear crying and groaning, the crying obviously my mother and the groaning from someone else, it sounded like a male, I very scary one at that.

" I will leave you two alone with your son" the British woman said, I was so confused, why could I hear everything but not see anything. To be honest I was more aware of everything around me but I couldn't control my body in any way, I tried to scream and it didn't work, I could do anything, I was powerless." you see Melissa ! Our son is a week little shit !! This is why I beat him up everyday because he can't even protect himself, he is a disappointment to our family. I hope he never wakes up" the male voice said I instantly understood who that was as soon as he started talking, it is my dad .

"herald please our son is hurt can you please be nice for once please," my mum begged, her voice was croaky and scared it made me feel horrible. "shut up bitch" my dad said and i heard a slab and a thud. i tried to wake up but my body wouldn't allow it, i felt a sharp pain on the side of my torso, i only realized that my dad punched me on the side when i woke up suddenly , i could feel my breathing which and my mother crying."herald that isn't what you do to our coma son, Sean !! omg baby are you ok ?" she said trying to get up from the slab, "stay on the ground you worthless woman !!" he shouted and i cried, this was my life, this is how i woke up from being beaten.

why did i have to wake up..

{ end of flashback }

<marks POV >

jack broke down, his face was pure white and his breathing was hitched. everyone was crowding around him and he didn't like it at all, i reached out behind him trying to reassure him but as soon as i touched him he passed out. everyone was shock and i looked at the lifeless body on the floor. i finally realized what just happened and knelt down beside him. "jack? jack wake up." i shouted at him, Felix knelt next to me quickly. " omg is he dead, we didn't mean to scare oh god oh god oh god oh god" he tried to say, he didn't mean anything at harm, he may act all touch but in the inside he would hurt a fly. I could feel myself panicking at the site of jacks lifeless body, I pick him up only to feel a soft heart-beat that reassured me. " he just passed out guys, he is fine I will take him back to my house to get some rest" I decided and walked out, I heard a soft voice behind me.

" please keep him safe mark" signe said passionately, did she care about jack ? I felt my myself bubble with anger but I held it back. I nodded at her

" I will try"

And I walked away with jack in my arms.