Septiplier (The Jock)

Dream turns to nightmare

***WARNING***

This chapter is very graphic and has harsh language and abuse. If you are squeamish or easily triggered, I would recommend skipping this page. 

I had a very hard time writing this page and I hate that I did but, this is something that happens to a lot of people and it's something that people need to know about. 

Jack's POV:

Alex and I hung out a lot more after that day. He was really sweet and nice. But I always felt a little scared of him. I don't know why I was but I just kept ignoring it. I think it's because he was so tall and looked like a bad boy. Anyway, we continued to hang out and as we hung out more and more, I saw Mark less and less. It made me a little sad but I didn't really get to see him because football took up most of his schedule. After a few more time hanging out with Alex, he asked me out. I didn't know what to say. I had feelings for Mark but I didn't want to upset Alex. So I said yes. I felt it was a mistake thought. I was woken up Saturday night to a text from Alex, my now boyfriend. It was really late at night and he told me to come outaide. He seemed upset about something. I got dressed and headed out of my room. A part of me was kind of scared because he never started a text like that. Was he mad at me? Did I do something wrong? When I got to his car he remained silent. We pulled up to his house and he whipped open the door of the car. He was obviously upset so i didnt say anything. He unlocked the door to his house. Then he forced his hand around my throut and pulled me into the house. "What the hell is wrong with you!?" He screamed. I jumped at the volume of his voice. "W-What are you talking about?" I answered back with a shaken voice. "Don't play dumb with me! I saw the picture that you posted on Facebook yesterday! Who the fuck is that!?" He shoved his phone in my face to show a picture of me and Felix having lunch. "That's just Felix. He's just a friend I swear!" I saw his blood boil as the anger spread across his face. "Babe please...why would you think I would cheat on you?" His eyes grew wide as he clenched his fists. "Are you saying I'm stupid!?" I quickly backpedaled. "N-No! No! No! I wasn't calling you stupid I-" I was interrupted when he grabbed a hold of my hair. "So you're saying I'm wrong!" He yelled in my ear. I felt tears fall down my face and he tugged harder on my hair. "Answer me bitch!" I began to cry harder. "Y-you're hurting me Alex!" I cried.

"Oh I'll do more then just hurt you slut!" Alex then dragged me into his bed room and threw me onto the bed. "W-what are you doing!?" I cried. "I'm punishing you." He hissed as he unbuttoned his pants. "Alex...please don't." I cried. "You don't have a choice." He growled once more. Before I could say anything he grabbed me by my waist and pulled off my shirt and pants. I cried and tried to get away, but he just hit me anytime I would try. He forced me onto my stomach. "Are you ready to admit what you did." I sniffed and cried, trying to get words to come out of my mouth. But all that came out was, "P-please...please stop..." I could hear his sigh in anger. "You should have just admitted it." Then he forced himself inside of me. I cried in pain as he went faster and faster. As the tears ran down my face, Alex dug his nails into my back. When he finally finished and let me go, I weakly pushed myself into the corner of the bed and cried. "Now...are you going to apologize?" Alex asked as he took in breath. "I-I'm sorry..." I muttered as I pulled my knees to my face. "Good boy. Now go clean yourself up." He hissed as he threw my clothes at me. After he left the room, I pulled the pillow into my face and cried. I cried for a good ten minutes before realizing I had to get up. If I didn't he would come back and hurt me again. My shaking body walked into the bathroom in his room. When I looked into the mirror I saw my face. I had a black eye and eyeliner running down my face. The My black eye wasn't swollen, it was just bruised. I felt disgusting. I turned on the sink and washed off the make up and sweat. I quickly put on my clothes and fixed my make up. I couldn't cover up the black eye though. It was too bruised. I sighed as I walked out of the bathroom and sat down on the bed. It was about twelve o'clock when Alex came back. "I got shit to do tonight so you should head home." He snarled. "O-okay." We walked to the door and as I was leaving he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. "You tell anyone about this, I'll kill you." He's eyes looked dark and full of rage. I quickly nodded and left the house as quick as I could. As the icey air hit my eyes i began to cry. I cried harder then i had ever cried before. I was far from home and had nothing warm to wear. Just a T-shirt and jeans. I collapsed on the curb and held my knees to my face as i cried. "What am i gonna do...I...I'm im the middle of no where..." Then i pulled out my phone. I scrolled through the contacts but found no one to help. Until he came across one name. "Mark" i whispered to myself. I sniffed and whipped the tears alway as i pressed the call button. It was very late and he was probably asleep but i needed him.

*marks POV*

I was woken up to the ringing of my phone. "Its almost 1 am. Who's calling me?" I mumbled as i rubbed my eyes. I looked at the bright screen to see Jack's face. I was confused. Then i looked out the window to find him not in his bed. I quickly answered. "Hello? Jack?" The was no answer. All i heared was a faint cry and a few sniffs. "Jack are...are you crying?" After a few seconds, Jack's voice responded. "I...i really need you right now...I'm stranded..." I was shocked. "How did you get stranded at 1 in the morning?" Jack's voice was quiet and shacking. "Please...just come here please...i have no one else to call..." He sounded so helpless. I couldn't just leave him there. "Im on my way. Go to the nearest building and get the address and send it to me." I hopped out of bed and threw on my flannel and pj pants. "Okay...i will." Jack sniffed and whimpered. "Jack?" Jack gasped a little in surprise as if he didnt expect me to speak. "Y-ya mark?" I paused, trying to put together what to say. "I...I dont know what happened tonight, and you dont have to tell me if you dont want to...just know that im here for you." Jack was quiet foe a moment. "Th-thanks...mark." I smiled. "See you in a bit." Then I hung up. I grabbed my keys and sneaked out of my room. Hoping not to wake my mom, i sneaked passed her room and ran down stairs. I reseaved the address from Jack and was shocked. He was a half an hour alway. "I can get there faster." I smiled to myself. I climbed into the car and raced to the location. I made it there in 20 minutes. The google maps led me to an old abandoned theater and a small green boy stitting in the cold rain. I sighed in relief. I was happy to see him safe. I got out of the car and approached the small shaking body. He didnt have his glasses on so it took him a minute to see that he was hurt. Very hurt. He sat in the cold rain with makeup runninv down his face. I quickly took my jacket off and rapped it around him. "Come on Hun. Lets get you some place warm." I helped him off the ground and pulled him close to give him extra warmth. I helped him into the passenger seat and then drove home. We sat in the silent car for half the drive. Then i spoke up. "Jack...who did this to you?" I asked in a soft voice. "It...it was no one." I didnt believe him at all. "Jack...you couldn't have gotten this far from home with out someones help. Now tell me, who did this?" Jack's eyes began to fill with tears. But still remained silent. I began to get frustrated. "Well, you were awfully close to Alex's house." I noticed Jack's wet body tense up but stood his ground. "You want to know why we aren't friends anymore? Its because he has hurt people. People he said he loved. He is an abuser." Jack's tears ran down his face. We stopped at a stop light and i looked at his sad eyes. "Jack...did alex hurt you?" Jack finally broke. Sobs and cried filled the car. He looked tworn apart. "Yes...Alex hurt me...He hurt me! He-he..." I interrupted him. "Hey, hey, hey. Jack...its okay. You're safe now. I promise." We remained silent until we arrived at my house. I held Jack close as I walked him up the stairs to my room. He was so cold and shivering.  Jack sat down on my bed bed as I went through my dresser drawers. "I dont think i have any pants that will fit you. Do you just want a shirt?" Jack turned a little red. "S-sure." I pulled out a large green and white t-shirt from my drawer. "Here. It matches your hair." I said with a smile. Jack smiled back and took the shirt. "The bathroom is right there so you can take a shower if you'd like. It would probably make you feel a lot better." Jack nodded and proceeded to the bathroom. I listened as the shower turned on. He seemed so broken and sad. What did Alex do to him? If he did what i think i did then I'll fucking kill him. I tightened my fists and dug my nails into my palms at the thought of it.