Soulless-Septiplier

I'm No Longer Safe...

"Welp. Time to get to work. You can go sit over there," I point to an old bench, "I just have to fix the carousel today, it's been moving a bit slow lately."

"Alright." He walks over to the bench and attempts to sit down, the bench breaks and he looks at me worried and confused,

I couldn't stop laughing, "I'm s-sorry, Mark! Hahahaha I-I had to! I had to!" I was holding my stomach, It -It hurts! Hahahaha, Mark stands up and walks really close to me, making me blush. "W-What are you doing?" I could feel him breathing, my cheeks got very warm, he reaches behind me and grabs a hammer and nails.

"I'm fixing the bench." He smiles and winks, tossing the hammer over his shoulder, rolling the nails between his thumb and index finger. I rub the back of my neck with my hand and gave a nervous chuckle,

"R-Right. Ok, you do that." He smiles and turns towards the bench. I raised my middle finger to the sky, then he turns back and I face the carousel. I heard him giggle a little. I start messing with the gears in the carousel, before I noticed it was dark, Miss Maggie pays by the hour so I guess a little more money wouldn't hurt. Mark was sitting on the carousel, kicking up his feet and humming a song I've never heard before. The entire park was dark when I finally get it going again, as it spins I duck under so Mark can't see me,

"Hey, Jack, It's working! Jack? Jack??" He looks around for me. I hid behind the rides and make my way over to the cotton candy machine, I put two together and head back turning on all of the lights, the whole park came to life. The warm twinkling lights lit up the sky, look over to see Mark staring at me, the lights reflecting in his eyes gave me butterflies, a feeling I've never felt before. I don't say anything to him, just hand him the cotton candy and sit next to him, in comfortable silence. I never want this to end, I just want it to last forever, no kissing, no cuddling, no talking, just silence. As we sit, both of us soundly drift to sleep.

I kept tossing and turning, my heart felt cold, "Jack. Do you know who I am?" That voice. "I am your future." He stepped out of the darkened fog, he was dark, with horns and fiery eyes.

"W-What do you want?" He smiled,

"I just want to show you your future. With Mark, if he were to stay." I am enveloped in white smoke, my eyes burn. As I rub the fog out of my eyes I see Mark and me, we were holding hands and smiling, he kissed my forehead. I begin to blush and smile, but as soon as I do, the sky goes dark, and Mark melts into this figure, horrifying,

"M-Mark? W-What's going on?"

"What's wrong, babe? You don't like the way I look?"

"N-No, it's just -" He grabs my arm,

"Come on, Jack. Let's go talk..." I felt sick. His voice, I tremble and try to rip my hand away, his sharp talons dug into my arm. "Jack. You know what's comin." I felt my stomach drop. I fall to the ground in pain. I could feel that familiar sharpness in my back, my arms and legs were stretched, I couldn't move and there was a fiery feeling in my stomach once again.

I hear myself screaming, but it's not me, I couldn't talk, "M-Mark! Mark help me!" then I woke up in his arms. I quickly push away.

"What's wrong?" He looked at me with those sad eyes, he tries to move closer, "Jack?" I back up off the carousel, falling onto the ground,

"N-No! G-Get back!" I stand up, facing him as he walked off,

"What's going on?"

"Get the hell away from me!" I started running, I don't even know where I'm running, but I don't care. How could the only person, who I thought cared about me, beat me and torture me? "I thought you cared about me...I thought you cared!" All I could do was yell. "I thought you cared you son of a bitch! I cared! I cared..." I ran until I was out of breath, I couldn't speak, I couldn't cry. I tried to calm down, count to ten, Jack, count to ten. I breath in and out, in and out, in and out. I take a moment to collect myself and figure out which way is home.

I walk back, it's freezing. I get inside to see Mark sitting on the couch. He doesn't know what's going on...It's the future,

"Jack, what the hell is going on?" I breath in,

"I don't need you here anymore. You can keep my soul." He looked heartbroken,

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying, get the fuck out of my house!" I try to hold back my tears, he wasn't even crying.

"Jack-" I walk upstairs without saying a word. I can't handle this, I lost my only friend over some stupid dream! Dammit! I heard the door slam downstairs. I scream into my pillow,

"I thought you cared! I thought you-"

"Well, well, well, Fallen Angel. Did you really think he cared about you? He was only fulfilling his deal. Doing his job." That voice, Shemal? "He would never care about you. He couldn't. He's the devil." I didn't lift my head, I just squeezed the pillow, he's lying. "What's wrong, Fallen Angel. Do you think I'm lying?"

"Stop calling me that! My name is Jack!" I look up and tried to chuck my pillow at him, there was no one.

"What's the matter? Fallen Angel."

"Why do you keep calling me that?!"

"Don't you remember? Don't you remember your past?"

"Of course I do."

"Do you?" I was surrounded by black smoke,

"Careful. This one's special." I see a couple of strange animals carrying a baby,

"Why is this one so 'special'? Is he gonna be a god or somethin?"

"No, no. He is going to fall in love."

"Don't they all at some point?"

"He falls in love with someone very powerful. He has great power himself, our job is to make sure he never meets that someone. If he does, we're all fucked." The little gremlins cover the baby in a torn cloth. Other creatures start crowding around them,

"Is this him? Is this the boy you were speaking of? The one of high power? Let me see! Let me see!" There were so many people crowding around them I couldn't see anymore.

"Back! Back!" They move away, "H-He's gone. He's gone! The baby's gone!" I see a cloaked person carrying the small child, they leave him at the door... Those-Those are my parents! I run up to them,

"Mom! Dad!" They looked at the baby. "Mom? Dad?" They pick him up,

"Dylan, look." She removes the cloth to show off the feathered wings of the newborn, "What do we do?"

"Keep him."

"You lost your wings, Fallen Angel." I snap out of it, "He is powerful enough without you. I don't need you to mess with his feelings. He will never love you. I won't let him."

My heart sank. "I can't be anything! I'm just a useless piece of shit. I know it. Everyone knows it!" Mark was all I could think about, he made me feel loved, he made me feel worth it, I guess it was all a lie. I can't ever be anything more than a worthless, heartbroken, pile of nothing.

"What a pity. I thought I would have to work for it, but I guess you crumble as easy as you trust." He cackled, causing the hairs on the back of my neck to stand up, I got goosebumps. "Poor, little, Fallen Angel. You will never love again, you will die alone, uncared for, unappreciated, and unloved. Pathetic."

As soon as he arrived, he was gone. I sit alone in my room, enveloped in darkness with only my thoughts to keep me company. I can't breath. I want to leave this place. Mark has probably gone back to the underworld, leaving me in my own personal hell, alone. I never thought this, but I think I loved Mark. All the pain that I thought was gone has reappeared, I can't move, everything keeping me safe is now gone. I will never get to hold his hand...hug him tightly...fall asleep on his shoulder......