The Nerd {Septiplier} ✔️COMPLETELED✔️

Pink Is Not Just A Girl Color

Jack's POV

I woke up to no yelling. I rubbed my eyes. I yawned. Another day at hell.

I got out of bed and walked over to my closet. I saw something my grandfather bought me before he passed. It was a pastel pink sweater.

I told him that I liked wearing them.
It's just always interested me. I looked at it in my hands.

You know what? They make fun of me no matter what I do. But now I'm giving them a reason. Oh well.

I put it on and felt warm and fuzzy. I giggled and hugged myself. This felt so nice.

I put on some tight yoga pants. I looked in the mirror. 'Something's missing.' I thought.

I looked through my jewelry box. I found a white crystal necklace. I smiled. 'Something is still missing.'

I looked on my dresser. I saw my ma's favorite flower crown. It was pink and white.

I put it on my head. I smiled widely. My green hair looked great with it. I'm actually happy with my look.

I looked around for my shoes. I found some white Vans and put them on.

I looked at myself one more time and smiled. 'Not bad Jack.' I said to myself.

I walked downstairs to hear complete silence. I sighed in relief. This was good I guess.

I looked at the fruit on the table. I didn't grab one and instead, grabbed my backpack.

I walked out the door. I started walking with my headphones in. I was play Mrs PotatoHead by Melanie Martinez.

That song is so true. I felt a hand pinch my butt. "Hey cutie." The voice said. I turned around and saw a random boy.

I rolled my eyes. "Don't touch me." I snapped at him. He chuckled. "Why not cutie? You wear those pants so I would." He looked at my ass and licked his lips.

I rolled my eyes more and started walking away. He grabbed me by my wrist. I tried to pull away but his grip was to tight.

I was in a lot of pain. He pulled me close to him. He kept a tight grip on me.

I felt his hot breath on my face. He tried to kiss me but I turned my face to where he only kissed my cheek.

I hated it. He didn't like what I did. His grip got tighter. I had tears coming down my face.

Someone.... please help me.

Mark's POV

I was walking to school thinking about jack.

His perfectly pail skin. His baby blue eyes. His giggle can make anyone's heart melt.

He was just so perfect. His little pastel sweaters were so cute on him. He's not ashamed of who he is.

I smiled. One day, all that will be mine. I hope at least.

I heard a muffled scream come from the other side of the street.

Out of curiosity I looked that way. I almost fell at what I saw.

Jack had tears running down his face and Allen had a death grip on his wrist.

I ran over to them. Jack's eyes filled with hope and sadness when he saw me.

I grabbed Allen's wrist. "Get the fuck off him!" I kinda shouted. Allen let go and chuckled evilly. "I always get what I want Mark." He said before walking into a dark alley and disappeared.

I looked at jack and wrapped my arms around him. He cried into my chest again. "Shh it's okay, I'm here now."

Jack's POV

He's here now.