The Anti Over kill

Sleeping at Last

Authors note
Early update because I was in the mood and wanted to write it so yeah and Hey everyone, short chapters from now on to save time and so I can keep up writing others books and chapters as well so yeah! Thanks for reading means a lot to me!!!

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Make me yours, take my pain away. Please Mark p-please" Jack cried. With puppy dog eyes begging him. Marks eyes widened knowing what he wanted, but was unsure of the situations solution. Mark loved him and don't get him wrong he would like to, but he couldn't... He knew Jack didn't really want it. He just wanted relief.

"J-Jack I-I can't-" Jack let out a painful to hear whine of disappointment. Mark hurt hearing him make that painful noise, but he knew he was doing the right thing turning him down. The poor thing was broken in the brain, he was mindless right now.

"Please Mark" Jack cried. "Please", he tugged at Marks shirt.

"Jack no, I wont. I know you don't really want it" Mark tried to drag Jack on his leg back to the bed but ended up tripping from his jeans around his ankles and Jacks tight grip and collided with the ground with a thud winding himself badly.

"Mark, please make me your bitch" Jack cried again, his bottom lip quivering, his body shivering. Mark got his breath back and sat up with Jack still clung tight around his leg. Mark sighed thinking it over.
He really did want to and he could his body wanted too. But he couldn't do it, he couldn't hurt Jack while he was like this. "P-Please M-Mark, please-" Jack continued to beg and whine whenever Mark turned him down.

"Look Jack," Mark sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose between his pointer and hate finger. Thinking of how to word his response nicely so Mack wont try to kill himself again from feeling more metal pain.
"I love you, so much. But I won't to it. I don't want to hurt you" Mark took Jacks hands in his and looked into Jacks eyes. Jack looked back at Mark and breathed in before he let out another painful to hear whine before letting go of Marks hands and scooting on his bottom away from Mark. Stopping in the corner of the room and burying his head in his knees curled up on the floor sulking.

"If I was Anti you would of fooked him" Jack said in a hushed voice just loud enough for Mark to hear. Mark gritted his teeth at Jacks statement because it was untrue, Darkiplier would fuck Antisepticeye not him. Plus he had so far conquered Dark at the moment, he hadn't seen nor been him within months.

"Jack, thats Dark and Anti, not me and you" Mark felt miserable seeing him like that, he wished he could help him, but he had tried everything and couldn't bring himself to do as Jack was asking him. "Now, now Jack its ok"
Mark crawled over to Jacks sulking body convulsing in sobbing fits on the floor. Mark grabbed Jacks arm and tugged him to try pull him into a sitting position. Jack didn't bother to co-operate, he continued to sulk and groan 'no' as Mark pulled him into a sitting up position and hugged him close into his chest laying him gently onto his lap. Jack buried his face into Marks chest and sulked grabbing around Marks waist and hugging him tightly.
Mark rubbed Jacks shoulder in an effort of comfort and whispered sweet nothing to Jack. Eventually Jacks sobbing stopped being replaced in a low adorable snore. Mark smiled and continued to pat Jacks back and run his hand gently down Jacks tear soaked cheek. 
"He's more broken than I thought" Mark whispered to himself.
The blinds let in the warm morning sun that encouraged and called to Mark to soak in its warmth and keep his tan that had begun fading over the last week from lack of sun.
Mark had been stuck indoors taking care of the broken Irish boy that lay in his lap for weeks. It was frustrating for Mark, Jack would always yell and scream when he had massive panic attacks so half the items in his house had been smashed, broken or thrown in Jacks attempts to keep them away from him. He couldn't even leave the house, whenever he did, Tyler or Ethan would call him because Jack had another panic attack with Mark being gone and no one to go to... that he felt safe with that is.
Mark slowly shut his eyes desperate for sleep. Jacks nightmare woke him up from yelling in his sleep and majority of the time it would be Jack shaking him awake claiming to have had another nightmare. He though about what Jack had said
'if I was Anti you would of fooked me' Mark let out a sigh, he hated Dark and Anti. Doing disturbing things when they were in control at the same time. All though Anti seemed to gain more control than Dark ever did, which was a good thing for him as Dark was easier to control that Anti must be.
Mark smiled finally feeling relaxed and let sleep swallow him in its spinning hypnotized way. Mark smiled feeling the sleep accepting him for once then let his body slump into sleep.