Liar [Septiplier] [Book 2]

What's in this coffee?

Prepare your selves, I'll probably be switching POV's more often now because shit's about to go down.
(Jacks POV)

I was currently in the bathroom at work, I've tried my best to avoid John so I wouldn't have to talk to him or anything, I catch him staring at me when I am working, which makes me extremely uncomfortable, but I can't stay in the bathroom forever, so I took a deep breath and flushed hand toilet to make it seem like I used it, then I walked out.

And of course John was by the door, waiting for me with a cup of coffee in his left hand

"I poured you some coffee, you like black right?"

"Yeah, thanks" I hesitantly took the coffee from his hand

"Do you mind if we sit down and talk"

"Uh, sure let me close up the store first" I walked over to the door and flipped the sign over so it would inform people we were no longer open.

I pulled out a chair and sat down, John did the same

"What do you need to talk about now" I said as I sipped my coffee

He smirked when I took a sip of the coffee, which really creeped me out

"I just wanna get to know you, I wanna start over and become friends"

"Um well, okay what do you wanna know?"

"How have you been all these years, did you meet someone special?"

"I've been fine, I actually have a boyfriend" I mumbled the last part, I didn't want him to know Mark and I were still together

I took another sip of my coffee

"Oh really? He's a lucky guy"

"Thanks"

He scooted his chair closer to me

I didn't know how to react, so I just took another sip of my coffee, I was almost finished drinking it, I started to feel dizzy, So I rubbed my head.

"What's wrong?" John asked

I took my hand off of my head to see that John had moved his chair even closer to me.

"N-nothing, I think I need to leave" I stood up from my chair, my knees felt weak

I tried to walk away, but John grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back.

"What the fuck are you doing!? Get off of me!" I yelled

"I wouldn't yell if I were you" he put his index finger over my mouth, then he started to lean in

Everything else was a blur.

(Marks POV)

I walked in the apartment, and fell back onto the couch.

Wait, what the fuck where's Jack? I looked around, his jacket wasn't on the coat hanger, his shoes weren't beside the door like they usually are, he's always home before I am, I took out my phone and texted him.

4:12 pm

Mark: "where are you?"

I scrolled through social media as I waited for a reply from Jack, ten minutes had passed and he still hadn't replied, I started to get worried.

4:22 pm

Mark: I'm coming over to the coffee shop.