Mayday [MarkSon]

Chapter 13

"Now you're in danger Mark. Start finding me"

His voice still gave me chills from what he said. The pressure has been much more bigger than before.

"Trust Me"

Can he really trust me? Why did I let out those words when I'm unsure.

I squint my eyes in stress.

"Doctor are you okay?" My patient ask me. I smiled.

"Yes I'm fine...I'm fine please continue your story" I said. The patient looked at me unsure but obeyed.

Jackson has been a very big distraction.

Once again I ask the patient questions and he answer. I gave him words that fit the patients current situation. Once I'm finish with consulting.

I have my last patient...

Jackson is always my last patient.

But its seems like I can't move my feet this time. I can't take steps towards his room.

Is it because the fear crept in just now?

The pressure was too much I feel nauseous. I let myself be in the bathroom for a minute.

A cold splash of water touched my face and it cooled me down.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

You want to help Jackson right?

Well you can do this Mark.

But...since Jackson is different. I need to have my own different way.

I took off my coat and my tag. I left my bag and notebook away and left it in my room.

Now I'm just on my skinny Jeans and white button up shirt.

Now I'm ready.

I walked my way to my last patient. The security lessen because of me.

Because I don't find Jackson dangerous anymore.

My steps seem to be slower than usual but I made it.

I opened the door.

I was suprise when I saw him.

He wasn't looking at the window as usual. Instead he was looking at the door.

He was looking at me.

"Hello, Jackson"I said sheepishly.

His stormy eyes looked back at mine.

I entered and close the door beside me.

I sat down at my usual spot.

Everything seems usual. But I'm here to take that word out of from the both of us.

I'm here to make things different

"Hey Jackson...How do you feel like going out?"

Because there's only one way I could help him...

Jackson need to stop looking at me as his doctor.

He need to look at me as who I am.

I stood up and even before he could process everything. I grabbed his hand and dash him out of his room.

Looks and whispers greeted as some securities even tried to stop us but with my single look they stopped.

But then Jackson grabbed my wrist...

"Mark what are you doing?" He ask with his husky tone.

I smiled and look at him.

"I'm helping you"

"In what way?"

"My way"

Jackson was left dumfounded and I found a taxi.

The ride was quiet. But that was usual so I break the icy silence.

"Jackson, look at me" I tried to be brave for once and let him do my orders.

"You have to look at me differently this time okay?" I smiled. His face didn't even showed any sign of joy.

"Don't look at me as a doctor. Look at me as Mark" I sternly said

Jackson's face came closer to mine. He smirked.

"Nice to meet you Mark"

A/N: When I write Mayday its always gloomy...I tried to make it brighter this time but I think I failed...

Well I hope you like it.