Book One- I Don't Understand

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Mark fell asleep that night on top of Jack, holding him close. Jack stirred awake and felt a pain on his throat and something heavy on his legs. He looked down and saw blood covering his chest and smeared onto Mark. Warm tears streamed down his face. "I.. love you.. too."
Mark woke with a jolt and turned to look at Jack. "J-Jack! You're ok! You're alive!" Jack wrapped his arms around Mark's neck, hiding his face in the crook of his neck. Mark began to sob, tears falling down onto Jack's shoulder.
An officer came in with a body bag and took Mark off Jack. "OFICER WAIT! HE ISN'T DEAD," Mark screamed. The officer looked at Jack and saw his eyes open and lip gashes. He went to Jack and put a hand on is shoulder. "Son, what happened."
Jack felt more warm tears fall from his eyes. "He.. Warfstache he.. he.. he hurt me.. put a knife to my throat.. hurt me.."
Mark felt his heart snap. "Jack.. Jack are you ok?"
Jack looked at Mark. "No.. he hurt me.."
Mark nodded. "I know, Jack. Are you ok?"
Jack shook his head. "My throat.. it hu..rts..."
Mark felt a tear slip down his cheek. "Officer, get him to a hospital. Please!"
The officer nodded and went over to Mark. "We want you to take him there. He is more comfortable near you." The officer then got up and left. Jack tried to move his hand forward but couldn't. Mark held it and then picked up Jack bridal style, carrying him down the stairs. He went to the car and set Jack in the passenger seat. Putting the key in the ignition. Mark slammed on the gas pedal and swerved out the driveway and into the road. He held Jack's hand the whole way there, giving it reassuring squeezes. "Mark," Jack asked, "am I gonna die?"
Mark's face went white. "Oh no Jack. You'll be ok. I promise."
Jack smiled. "I believe you."
Mark returned the friendly smile.
He kept driving down the road until he reached the hospital. He exited the car and carried Jack inside. The receptionist gave him a glare. "Appointment time?"
Mark gave her a glare. "Appointment time my ass bitch. Where is the doctor."
"I'm not saying until you give me an appointment time."
"Fuck you. I'll find one myself."
Mark walked down the halls until he saw a room with a doctor inside and no patient. "Sir?" Mark asked, "could you help me?"
The doctor turned around and smiled. "Of course! What can I help you with?"
"My um.."
Jack kissed his cheek.
Mark smiled. "My boyfriend needs help."
The doctor smiled warmly. "Ok. Lay him on the seat-- oh god! His neck!"
"Yeah he-"
"MARIA! MARIA GET IN HERE NOW! WE GOT A SLIT NECK!"
A woman came rushing in and went beside Jack. "Get a towel."
The doctor gave her a towel and she placed it onto Jack's neck wound. "What happened?"
"Terrorist kidnapped him and fucked him up."
"Fuck. Ok. Shit."
"AUSTIN! GET ME STITCHES AND A HEART METER!"
Another doctor joined the room and brought in different supplies. Maria put the heart monitor onto Jack. Mark's heart stopped. His heart rate was slow and he was.. dying?