Mark drove to Gary's. When Gary opened the door he saw crying Mark.
"What happened baby?" he asked confused.
"Don't baby me! It's all your fault!" Mark stepped closer. "Amy knows about us and she told me to get the fuck out of her life, and that she's pregnant, and it's my child! And you ruined it! ...I still love her...as much as you...God, I don't know what to do..." Mark broke down completely in Gary's arms.
"Sssh, everythin's gonna be ok, I promise. Don't cry..."
When Mark stopped crying Gary sent him to the bathroom for a shower. Mark was tinking 'bout his situation over and over while showering, searching for the best solution. Then Gary served breakfast and Mark came to the kitchen. They were eating in silence.
"Marky...you know that I love you..." Gary finally spoke and stroked Mark's cheek.
"I know..."
"Come here."
They ended up in Gary's bed, like always before.
* * *
"I have to go." Mark got up and started dressing up.
"Where?"
"I should talk with Amy...maybe she'll change her mind and forgive me..."
"O-ok...see ya later?"
"Um...yeah...bye Gaz, luv u."
Mark went out of Gary's house and drove to his ex.
He knocked on the door three times.
"Who's it?" Mark heard her voice.
"It's me, Mark, can we talk, please?"
"What do you want?!" she snapped opening the door.
"I just want to say sorry again and ask if you can forgive me? Please, it's all Gary's fault..."
"I....even if I still love you, I won't forgive you, sorry." she closed the door and left Mark on his own.
He sighed and went to some dealer so he can buy a gun. Then he wrote short letter and sent texts to Gary and Amy. In texts he wrote: Come to Amy's, quick.- to Gary; Come down baby. - to Amy.
Then he sat in his car and pulled the trigger. Bullet pierced his skull perfectly.
When Gary and Amy came they found Mark dead in his car. Gary took the letter Mark's left for them.
'I'm sorry, but I didn't know what else to do. My heart was tear apart because of you two. I hope you'll be happier without me. Please, be friends again...or get married or somethin' that Gary can look after my child and you Amy... See you someday ;*'
"No no no no...how could he?! I loved him." Amy was crying. "I could stop him, forgive him...but no, I was cold bitch!"
"Don't blame yourself...my poor Little Marky... it's my fault..."
They both hugged his lifeless body and decided to do as he wrote in the letter. After a few days was Mark's funeral. A lot of people came, and Gary with Amy of course, crying. And Mark was looking on them from heaven. He was happy like never before.
THE END
