17. I can't lose you

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Mark POV

I immediately roll off of Ethan and get ready to stand my ground but I'm too late. Felix kicks me in the crotch, punches me in the jaw, and Cry throws me off the hill to tumble down the rough green patches. My body is in excruciating pain and tears roll down my face. All I wanted to do was have a nice dinner with the greatest thing that ever happened to me.

"MARK!" Ethan cried. They try to go after me but it's too late. Cry and Felix start beating them up and screaming words like freak and faggot. Felix even started taking their binder off.

I'm a sobbing mess. They don't deserve this. I just want to take those bastards away from them. Ethan doesn't deserve pain... I do.

"Run..." My last words before my visions blots and the orange glow turns to pitch black.

Ethan POV

"Faggot! Freak! Fucking slut!" Words spew out of their mouths but all I can do is sob as I reach for the amazing guy so close yet so far from me. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have gone into that bathroom. None of this would've happened. Curse my tiny bladder.

Cry punches me in the nose and more black comes running down me. I really need to check that out. Jesus. Should I start chemo? God a.d.d. YOU'RE KILLING ME HERE.

"Creep. Probably a drug addict too." They laugh. Why did I think I wouldn't be bullied here and have a fresh fucking start?

"Run.." Mark mouthed. But I can't leave him. Well...

I kick Felix in the dick and jump up when Cry goes to his aid. I sprint down the hill and carefully pick Mark up and put him on my shoulders as I go to the car. I quickly place him in the passenger seat and enter my side. I lock the door then take the car keys out of Mark's pocket. I put the keys in the slot and start it. But I don't really know how to drive. Fuck. Okay... 10 and 2 10 and 2. Just breath.

I put the car in reverse and push on the pedal, speeding out of the lot. I turn and make my way to the hospital, just in case they broke something in him. I'm still breathing, so all I do is focus on Mark. Because I don't even know if he still is.

I pull up to the hospital. I carry Mark in through the doors, too scared to tickle and awake him. I go to the front desk.

"Hi, I have a sort of emergency. This guy- um Mark Fischbach was beat up, fell over a hill, and blacked out. Can we get him immediate care? Please...?" I beg.

"Sure, I'll get people right away," I thank the nurse. "You're welcome. Hi, um I need two stretch boards got a kid beat up and blacked out and one covered in blood, discrepancy detected with the blood shade. Care stat."

"What? I'm fine just him." I say confused.

"You need care stat, mam."

"I'm NOT a mam." I growl.

The people come with two stretch boards. "Tie up the blue haired one. Resistance."

"No, no don't do this." I plead. I grip Mark tightly in my arms but they pull him out. He's rested carefully on the board and half the crew bring him to some anonymous room that I won't be able to visit. They grab me and I try to kick them but my legs are tied together. I'm strapped into the bed with tears streaming down my face. People look at me with concern and confusion. But I just keep looking at the little bit of Mark I see before he's taken away and I sadly am too.

Mark POV

My eyes slowly open and I find myself in a bright room. I squint as I look around. I find my mother crying in a seat next to me. She looks up and smiles.

"Oh my god you're awake! How are you feeling..?"

"I'm- I'm fine. Where's Ethan?" My mind slowly registers what happened. Fuck. WHERE'S ETHAN!?

"I don't know sweetie I-"

I jump out of bed, immediately regretting it but not letting it show.

"I need to find them." I tell her sternly.

"Hunny get back in be-"

I run out and start searching through every room. I see no blue bean anywhere but I keep running. I can't lose them.

I go to the last room, knowing this has to be it. I fully open the curtains, revealing a strapped in blue child. With various tubes pumping yellow liquid into their veins. And ace bandages around their lower arms. Their face is droopy and asleep. What the hell is this?

"Security! Unpermitted visitor in level two room 13!" A nurse yelled.

I closed the curtains and ran over to Ethan. I wrapped my arms around their weak thin body and hug them, tears streaming down my face.

"Sir you can't be in here-" A nurse calls. I look back at her with a broken everything and she frowns sympathetically. "I am so sorry.."

The security comes in and the men drag me out. I hold on to their bed and I sob loud as ever. I can't let them go. I can't leave them. I can't-

My arm is shot with a needle. And everything gets hazy. I can't lose you.

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