-Sean-
I ran my hand through my green hair. The level was gettin' the best of me. I decided to end it there.
"Thank you guys so much for watching this episode! If you liked it punch the like button in the face LIKE A BOSS! And as always, high fives all around. *wapish* *wapish* and I'll see all you dudes, IN THE NEXT VIDEO!"
I ended the video and edited it for a while. Before I could finish, the doorbell rang. I couldn't help but groan as I got up and went to answer it. I opened the door and saw Singe. I felt my good aura turn a little, well, dreary. Yes, she was my girlfriend, but recently she's been distant. No texts, no calls, and I hadn't even seen her the whole week. There's even been rumors and photos of her hanging out with other guys. I gave her a smile and she gave me one that was obviously fake.
"Hey Singe."
"Hey Sean."
Oh shit. Now something's gonna happen. Singe always called my Jack or Jackaboy. Being called by my real name meant shit's goin' down. I motioned her inside and sat down after closing the door. I looked her in the eye. They looked back, with a dullness I had never seen.
"Is, is somethin' wrong?"
"No. But I have something to tell you."
I gulped.
"Yeah?"
"...I...I don't love you anymore."
"Wha-"
"I'm sorry Sean. I've fallen for another guy."
She stood up and headed for the door.
"I hope we can stay friends!"
She ran out into the hallway. I could only stand in the doorway, shock written all over my face. I closed the door and ran to my recording room. For about an hour, I screamed out my emotions.
I heard a calling tone from my computer. I looked to the screen.
Markimoo wants to video call.
[accept] [delcine]
Despite my burning throat, I grabbed the mouse and clicked to pick up. Mark's vibrant red hair popped up along with his signature grin. But as his chocolate-brown eyes settled apron my disheveled green hair, puffy and reddened eyes, and lack of enthusiasm, the smile quickly turned to a concerned frown.
"Jack? Are you okay?"
"....I'm *cough* No. No I'm *cough* not."
My voice was so croaky and scratchy. I had a coughing fit before Mark spoke.
"What happened Jack?"
I broke into sobs and managed to choke out an explain action on how Singe had been cheating on me. He listened and comforted me the best he could. As I rubbed my eye, Mark said something I'd never have expected.
"Do you wanna move here to LA with me?"
"What? No, no, no. I couldn't bother ya like that."
"Ah come on Jackaboy. I have company, so a trio would be great in the house!"
"Wait, who's with ya?"
"Just a friend. I'm sure they won't mind."
"They? Girl or guy?"
"COME TO LA TO FIND OUT!"
"ALRIGHT IM LEAVING IRELAND!"
Mark and I just screamed for a while until my voice cracked. I held my throat.
"Alright Jacky. I'm gonna get you a plane ticket from Ireland to LA due on Monday."
"Marky that's only three days away."
I whined and Mark simply waved it off.
"Oh you Irish potato. Stop complaining."
'Fine. I'll see ya and your friend in a bit, huh?"
"Yup!"
Mark hung up and I slumped into my green chair.
Three days.
Three days to pack everything I own.
Three days till I leave Ireland.
Three days till I see Mark.
All away from Singe.
Good.
