The Teacher

Seeing Ace

Mark's POV

I walk into the school. Can't he see I'm fine? I've gotten over it. I look around the empty halls and sigh.

"Mark!"

I froze and gulped. Damn so close.

"You good?" Bob asked.

I turned around and smiled. A fake smile. I nodded my head and Bob frowned.

"Still no talking?"

I nodded my head again. He reluctantly nodded his head and walked into his classroom. I sighed and continued my journey to the gym. Once I got there I pushed open the double doors and made my way behind the bleachers. I pulled my head phones out and plugged them into my phone. I began to listen to my music.

I began to hum softly to the song as I rock back and fourth.

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I groggily open my eyes. No music played through my head phones. Must have fallen asleep. I looked at the time. Its last period already?!? Jack is gonna kill me! I quickly pack up my belongings and rush out of the gym. I quickly run to jacks classroom. I hesitantly pushed open the door. Everyone looked at me including Jack. He sighed in relief.

"Mark care to tell me why your late?" He asked.

I shrugged and quickly rushed to my seat. He sighed and turned back to the board. I didnt really pay attention, just stared out the window.

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I stared out the car window as Jack drove me home. He said he had to go to his apartment to take care of a few things. He sighed. What's up with him sighing today?

"Mark...please say something to me...please.." His voice cracked as he said please.

I looked over at him with a blank expression. I could see tears at the corner of his eyes. I looked at my lap and opened my mouth to say something. Anything. But nothing came out. I closed my mouth and looked back over at him. He smiled at me slightly.

"I-its ok Mark, I understand.." He sniffles and looked back at the road.

I felt tears in my eyes. I'm such a terrible boyfriend!

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I laid in my bed. Staring at the ceiling as Jack shifted in the bed next to me. Grabbing me and pulled me to his chest. I sighed and got from his grasp. I sat up and got out of bed. I walked into my bathroom and closed the door. Unfortunately my door didn't have a lock. I rolled uup Jack's long sleeve shirt that I wore to bed. I pulled out my secret razor I kept under the sink. I put it to my wrist and took a deep breath. I sliced and winced.

One for bringing Jack into this.

Two for being to scared to speak.

Three for hurting Jack.

Four fo-

"MARK!"

I look up as Jack tackles me. He grabs the Razer and throws it. Tears fall from his eyes as he looks at me.

"W-why?" He asks.

I shakily shrug my shoulders..I do it because I wanna leave this world. This cruel world. But I would hurt Jack and thats the last thing I wanna do. He gently grabs my arm and opens the cabinet, taking out my first aid kit.

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Damn I am depressing... :)

Well anyway sorry for the lack of updates I'm just...sad...I guess you would put it. Just haven't felt up to it lately but I know I have to write something so sorry for the short chapter!

-IntenseShipper

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