Emotionless (Septiplier)

7.

~Sean~ 

Questions kept pounding my head every second. I wasn't sure who I am, and why I'm here. Was I created for a purpose? Or was I a mistake in this so called perfect society? I breathe heavily, it seems the more I learn about this, the more questions I have. 

Then the shrill ring of the bell bounced through my ears, making me jump in surprise. I get up and walk to my class still wondering who I am in this strange world. 

As I slide down into my seat, more questions come to mind. Do they still do this today? If they do, where do they do it? Do people know about this? I start getting flustered from trying to figure out the answers. 

I'm slowly sliding downhill. I don't know anything for certain anymore. There is so much doubt and uncertainty in everything. Anything I thought I knew for certain is gone. Things can change so easily, but I never realized it from growing up in a place where nothing ever changes. 

I shake my head. I need to focus on getting through the rest of the day because I need to see Mark again. I just need to talk to him. I need to know if what I feel is true. And maybe I can do something about this emotionless town. 

I push that thought away, of course there is nothing I can do for this town. I may have emotions but that doesn't make me someone who can fix everything. 

~The Next Morning~

I wake up from a restless sleep. My brain just kept thinking about everything, and nothing. The possible and the impossible. Every action that I made up until this point and the actions that I want to make. Everything all at once combines into nothing at all, until you act upon those thoughts. And that's exactly what I plan to do today. Act upon these thoughts.

I follow the same schedule as always, up until I sit down into my seat in class. Mark wasn't here yet because I wasn't lagging behind like I was yesterday. I needed as much time as I could get. 

Mark walked into the room not long after me, and sat down beside me as usual. I turned to him immediately. He stared blankly at me, just like everyone else and doubt in my plan started to pour into me. 

I couldn't go through with this plan. What if it didn't work? Could I handle not having the idea of someone else I can rely on? And if it did work, what then? Would he feel what I feel? Or would I have to give him my emotion? How would that even work? 

"Hello Sean," Mark said, sounding as dead as everybody else. I knew I couldn't do it now. 

"Hello Mark," I responded politely then turned around. The lesson soon started and I was dizzy with confusion as all of my thoughts spun around in my head. Why must this be so agonizing? Why must I suffer? Easy answer, no one else has the capability to, except for maybe Mark. 

I yelled at myself internally, because I know I need to figure this out, but there was enough doubt to keep me from the answer. I knew I have to go through with the plan no matter what I'm thinking. After all I owe this to Mark if I truly can share my emotions with him.

The bell cuts off my thoughts and I smile a little. What better time to go through with my plan then lunch? All I have to do is drag him to the library with me. 

I hop out of my seat and latch myself onto Mark. He doesn't say anything as I drag him to the dusty library and sit him down on one of the old wooden chairs in the corner. I pull up another one in front of him and sit down on it. I look him in the eyes and take a deep breath. 

"If you're wondering why we're here, most likely you're not, is because I need to know something." Mark says nothing, and I'm getting nervous. "Basically I got the feeling that we shared emotions yesterday, and I needed to know for a fact if that was true or not." Mark looked at me strangely, most likely trying to figure out what I meant. 

"I know you probably don't know what that means so I'll shut up and just try what I'm trying to explain to you."

"Alright," Mark finally spoke up. I flashed a little smile at him and grabbed his hands gently. Mark, of course, didn't react to the smile or the hand holding. So I just closed my eyes and took a deep breath and focused on Mark. 

I really wanted Mark to experience happiness, I wanted him to feel a sense of joy from the things around him. I wanted to share the feeling of warmth and pleasure. I wanted him to be a bright light in the darkness. I wanted him to be a happiest memory. 

As I thought these things I felt a strange tingling sensation at my fingertips and Mark's hands grew warmer in my own. I opened my eyes slowly, hoping that meant something. Once my eyes were open and I could see clearly, my eyes planted themselves on something magnificent. 

I saw Mark with a bright smile on his face. His beautiful white teeth were showing and his face was relaxed. I also saw a little twinkle in his eye. I smiled weakly back at him. This experience made me exhausted, yet it was worth it. 

"Sean," he said with a soft buttery tone. His voice was so beautiful, even more now that it had more than one pitch. " What is this?" 

"Happiness," I answered calmly. Mark then reached for me and pulled me into a gentle hug. I hugged back and leaned my head on his shoulder. I wanted this moment to last forever. 

Hey... I'm back. Finally I know.. It has been like what, two weeks? Three? I'm not sure but it was way to long. I should have done this sooner but I think I needed that break more than I thought. I was just running out of ideas and just didn't feel like writing. So know I'm back in it and I'm back in school as well. That means I will probably only write on weekends. I apologize for my absence and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!!!!