Bite Me!!! Septiplier.

Chapter 13

I looked at my phone blankly. Mark put a hand on my shoulder and shook me lightly. I shook my head.
"Jack? Are you okay? Is everything okay?"
"No. I just lied to one of my childhood friends, one of our friends Mark. And dear god, what he told me was a package and a half."
"Who was it?"
"Felix, he's my boss."
"Felix is in all this too? Oh my fucking god. Who isn't stuck in all of this?!"
"That's not the point Mark! The point is that he told me what your black eyes mean."
Mark fell silent. I stood up from my seat and ran a hand through my hair. I started pacing back and forth.
"Could you quit that? You're making me nervous. Just tell me what it was!"
"Mark, I-I don't even know how to phrase this! Just- just gimme a minute."
"Yeah yeah, sure no worries. I'll just wait for something I've worried about for over a thousand years. No biggie, like what the fuck?! Just fucking spit it out Jack!"
I blinked at his sarcasm, then realized what he just said to me.
"Spit it out?! You want me to just fucking spit it out? Fuckin' fine then! You want to know?! Your black eyes mean that you are one of seven fucking original vampires that can't be fucking killed! That's what it fucking means you dipshit! It means that if the fucking Association gets a hold of you, you'll be either be fucking brainwashed into helping them or you'll be held captive for fucking ever!"
He blinked a few times at my outburst, then fell backwards into the chair I had been previously sitting in. He covered his face with his hands, and took a deep breath.
"I don't even know how to respond to that."
"I'm sorry."
"No, don't apologize. It's not your fault."
"Yes, it is. Well, I mean no its not but- I'm sorry, for yelling and calling you a dipshit. I'm- oh god. I'm such an asshole. And a horrible boyfriend."
I sunk to my knees with my head in my hands. I heard the chair squeak and then I felt him wrap his arms around me.
"No don't say that. You are the best boyfriend anyone could ever have. I don't care that you called me a dipshit. You were angry, I understand that. I made you angry. It's my fault."
"No I shouldn't have gotten mad at you. I had no reason to."
"Yes you did. I was being mean, and on top of that, I was pressuring you to tell me."
"Yeah, something I shouldn't have had a problem talking about and you said yourself it's been over a thousand years. It's understandable for you to be impatient."
He opened his mouth to respond but I glared at him. He held up his hands in surrender.
"What are we gonna do Mark?"
He sighed and nuzzled his face in my hair. We had no plan. Right now, it was just a hope that we survive. Well, a hope I survive. He can't die, and I probably will.
"Stop thinking like that."
"What? You can hear my thoughts now?"
"Bits and peices, for like an hour."
I smacked him lightly on the chest.
"No fair! I don't have any cool supernatural powers!"
"Except for being able to bring me down to my knees."
"You sappy son of a bitch!"
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Heyyy. So the line where it says 'who else is in this?' Is an opening for you to tell me who you want to see! I am totally open for suggestions and I and currently stumped for a storyline right now. So this maaaayyy go on a small hiatus. Lemme know in the comments below (RHYMES!!). Aaanyways, thanks for reading. Happy holidays! Tell me what you're celebrating!