Darkest Fear *Septiplier*

Chapter Five

Mark paced around his living room. He was worried about how Jack wasn't answering his texts and calls. Is Jack mad? Busy? Mark was a little uneasy about this.

Mark thought for a while, why not buy a ticket to Ireland? So that's what he did, he bought a ticket and would leave tomorrow morning.

The red head thought that surprising Jack would be the best idea ever, and bring root beer sense the Irish man had never tried it before.

Mark was so excited. He also planned on confessing to Jack, telling him that he'd had feelings for a while now. Little did he know, Jack also had feeling for Mark. Bob and Wade had figured this out during the Prop Hunts and weren't quite surprised.

Mark felt horrible for not believing Jack about his dreams, but he knew they weren't real. He thought as if Jack was pulling a prank on him.

Meanwhile, Jack was crushed that Mark didn't believe him. He felt betrayed. The person he loved the most didn't believe him.

Jack would sit for hours crying and trying to forget about the nightmares haunting him. How in his dreams a man with a devilish smile would embrace him, claw his sides.

Jack tried to scream for help but no one would be there. While Mark was across the world and couldn't hug or protect Jack when he got scared. The Irish boy would feel insane, and that someone other than him was controlling his body.
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Mark awoke from his slumber and happily jumped out of bed. Today's the day! He thought with a grin plastered on his face.

He made sure that Tyler would watch Chica. Knowing her, she would miss Mark a lot. Mark had an hour left till he had to be at the airport.

Gripping his suitcase, he dragged it down the stairs. The case would bounce down each step, making a loud noise.

"Make sure you give Chica lots of attention," Mark said to Tyler.

"She loves it when you scratch around her head,"

Tyler nods, "Ok,"

"And make sure to feed her" The men say in sync. Mark smiled. He had reminded Tyler more than a million times about this.

"Ok. Well, I should get heading to the airport now," "bye Chica! Bye Tyler,"

"Bye!"

Mark exited the house and put his suitcase in the trunk of the taxi. He already felt nervous, he didn't know why. He had seen Jack millions of times, maybe it was because he is going to confess his love.

"Where would you like to go?" The taxi driver said, his accent was thick.

"Uh- the LAX airport please,"

With that said, the car took off.

"So where you traveling too?"

"Oh I'm going to Ireland to meet with a friend," Mark said.

"This friend seems really special to you if your going all the way there,"

"Well, you could say that~" the red head blushed a slight shade of pink.

The car came to a stop, Mark paid the man and grabbed his items. He walked through the doors, billions of people walked past him. Some people rushed to their family members or hurried so they didn't miss a flight.

Mark sat down for a good couple of seconds and then his flight was called. He got up and showed the lady his ticket, and he was off.

It was now or never.