It's Too Late (Septiplier)

28.

~Jack~

I had forgotten that I had to go back to school. It had been 2 weeks since I was taken to the hospital meaning I had to go back to that horrid place. I took a deep breath and texted Mark back. 

Oh, I had forgotten. I guess I should get ready, shouldn't I?

I saw that Mark had read my message, but didn't text back. He was probably just getting ready. I had to do the same. I quickly ate a small piece of bread and took the pills that I was supposed to. I wasn't about to go back on my promise. 

After I scarfed that down, I went upstairs and got dressed in my usual, ripped skinny jeans but instead of a sweatshirt I put on Mark's jacket that I had stolen. It felt nice against my skin when I slipped it on. The jacket was soft and smelled of Mark's cologne. The smell of the cologne wasn't too strong which was pleasant and I felt right at home as if he was here with me. Unfortunately, I couldn't snuggle up with his jacket and focus on the comforting scent and touch of the fabric for much longer because I need to leave in order to be on time. Besides the earlier I leave, the sooner I could see Mark in person.

I quickly grabbed my phone and my backpack and ran towards the door. Thankfully, there was no one to stop me. My father and Alice where most likely getting drunk, even though it was early in the morning. 

I stepped out into the breezy morning and started trudging to school. I was nervous. There was butterflies twisting my stomach inside out and my anxiety levels were rising faster the closer I got to the school. 

Then I stepped onto school property and my fast heart beats slowed when I spotted a certain brown-haired fellow in the school yard. My lips were being pulled upwards just at the sight of him. I walked forward quickly, trying my best to be unnoticed by anyone besides Mark. When I was about 5 feet from him, he turned his head and his chocolate brown eyes softened at the sight of me. 

When I walked to his side, he gave me a great big hug. 

"I'm so glad you're alright!" He whispered into my ear, still holding me tight.

"I am too." I said as Mark released me from his warm embrace. 

"I missed you and I feel so bad that that had to happen," Mark said with a voice crack and his eyes started to gloss over, as if he was going to cry. 

"Mark, don't blame yourself. It was bound to happen anyways." 

"I know which makes me even more sad," Mark whispered, trying to keep his calm," I don't understand why such a beautiful person, such as you, had to go through with all of this."

"I don't know Mark. Sometimes bad things happen to beautiful people," I sigh. Mark nods in understanding. Mark pulled me into another embrace. Once he let go, he wiped a tear off of his face that must have been shed during the hug. I gave Mark a sympathetic smile and he gave me a smile back. He is such an amazing person. 

Then the first bell rang, interrupting our sentimental moment and signifying that we should head to our classes. 

"Alright Jack, I don't think we have any classes together until after lunch, so I'll see you then alright?" I nodded and Mark continued, "and stay safe, please." 

"You too Mark." He gave me a quick kiss on the forehead making my face flush red as he rushed off to his first class. I stood there for a moment amazed at him. I couldn't even begin to describe what I feel for him, but I'll try anyways. 

He gave me this undeniable feeling of hope and wonder. He gives me warmth when I'm cold and strength when I'm weak. He pulls me up when I'm hanging off a cliff and helps me swim when I'm drowning. And most importantly he cares about me when others don't and I do the same for him. I wonder if this is what love truly is.