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Miss me?

Jack's POV

Silent sobs escape my lips, for I can't hold it in much longer. A few tears turned into a river of salty tears. "What...went...wrong...?" I rhetorically asked in between sobs. Repeating the question, physically and mentally, I kept asking myself that question. "Help.....me...." I pleaded unto silent. I sat there, head in hands, pleading for help.

It wasn't until I heard footsteps coming my way. Quickly, I shot up, opened my locker, and pretended to be 'looking' for 'something'. Every sound of their foot meeting the floor intimated me. I took a quick peek of who the footsteps it might be. Just my luck....

Every step he takes, my breath hitches. I hate this guy so much. Can't he just.....leave me alone? Why is he even out right now? The bell hasn't eve- RRRRRRIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG

Oh.....there's the bell......

I quickly slam my locker door and try to flee, but my plan didn't work. He violently grabs my shoulder and spins me around so I'm facing him. "Did ya miss me?"

Mark's POV-

What's wrong with me? I can't stand it, the lies, the pain. I tried calling my mom to tell her I have a tutor coming over with me and to not be a si foe and get drunk but she never answered. Meaning, she's either at the bar, or, she's at work. Let's hope it's the second option. I tried so hard to concentrate but everything was blurry. I'm choking on my own breath. I can't breathe. My head starts pounding and everything just faded away. The only thing I could concentrate on was the sound my heart beat. It calmed me. I sat there, in the corner, for a few minutes, focusing on my heart beat.

After awhile, my breathing cleared after a few moments, along with my massive migraine. My vision began to clear as I took a deep breath. I took a few blinks for my eyes to adjust to the lighting. I take in another deep breath. I'm fine.

I heard the school bell go off. I didn't really care though. SHIT!!!! Jack!!!

I dash out of the bathroom to see him getting beaten up and thrown around like a ball. "Leave him alone!" I yelled, one looked over at me. "Why," he teased, "Is he your boyfriend or some twisted shit?"

The leader of the cult, Bradley, approached me. I've gotta admit. He's tough, but not as strong as me. "No, dickhead, but he's my meat. So back off, douche!" I snarled, at this point he was frightening, but refused to show it. So him and his pals ran off. I took the opening to grab Jack and bolt off.

We ran to the cafeteria line and I let go of him. "Mark......why did you do that?" He asked me, "You're my tutor, not their punching bag." I implied. "Oh..." he nodded and the line started moving. We moved through the line pretty quickly so it didn't take long to get our food. As we grabbed our food, Jack looked at me and, blushed? He quickly looked back down at the food on the tray being handed to him. Well that was......interesting......? Am I falling for my tutor?

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HEY! Most of this was written by @SeptiplierShipment but I did some work so it'll be like I was never gone! Sorry for the short chapter, i forgot to tell me co-author that I had one requirement. I'm so sorry I wasn't able to get a chapter out in months, I'm trying so hard! It's just I'm super busy and family problems are proventing that for me. Well, anyway, I'm gonna go try to write another chapter for you guys so, As always, I'll see you all you dudes, in the next chapter, BUH-BYE!!!!