|Mark's POV|
I was sitting next to my broken angel, stroking his beautiful hand. I only looked at his hand since I wasn't able to look anywhere else without crying. I suddenly felt the hand move under me as I was shaking and crying. I couldn't, I just couldn't look at how broken he was. Resolve suddenly filled every fiber of my being and I realized that no matter how broken he was, I would fix every piece. I would be the shoulder he cries on and the one to hold him at night. I knew then that no matter what I would protect this person next to me.
I took a shaky breath to calm myself before I finally asked, "why?" I felt his hand go still under mine and tears rolled down my face and falling on him. I took another breath. "Why would you do this? I-I don't understand Sean..." I couldn't finish even that sentence without breaking into sobs. I felt him tense up under my hand and I squeezed it instinctively.
He suddenly started shaking. Violently too. I looked up in alarm and saw his eyes out of focus and his breaths came out in gasps. My eyes widened in alarm. Did I do this? Oh god oh god was this my fault? I immediately slammed the nurse calling button and people started pouring in. One of them guided me away as they all crowded around my beautiful Sean.
It finally registers in my mind what was happening and screamed, "No! No, I need to be with him! Let me stay with him! I need to be by his side, please! I NEED TO MAKE SURE HE'S OKAY!" I struggled hard against the nurse but he had my arm in a trained grip ment to restrain even the most desperate. He whispered things in my ear but all I heard was the ringing in my ears. He has to be all right! He can't leave me, he can't!
"Sir, SIR!" I finally heard the voice of the nurse. My heart was racing and tears rolled down my face faster than rain. "He will be all right! It's just a panic attack but we're gonna sedate him and make everything better, Ok sir?" The nurse looked at me worriedly as I went limp in a chair. He stood beside and didn't let go of the viper grip he had on me. The doctors finally came out (of the closet lol) and the nurse lead me back into his room. He was so peaceful, laying there fast asleep. His faded green hair was a mess and in desperate need of a cut.
I looked at the nurse. "Is it ok if I sleep with him?" I said. He looked super uncomfortable all of a sudden and replied "W-well you should probably wait until he's out of the hospital and wake to consent to it..." My eyes widened in disbelief. "N-no I-I mean just to lay in bed with him and go to sleep," I said, a blush forming on my cheeks. "Oh ok that should be fine but you might be a bit snug together since it's a twin size. Just make sure you don't disconnect anything and I would sleep on the left side of him since there are no wires over there," the nurse said, grabbing some blankets that seemed a lot more comfortable than the hospital bed sheets.
I climbed into bed next to him, practically hanging off the side since it was so small. I turned around and realized that the only way we would both fit was if I spooned him. I hope he doesn't get too mad...
I quickly arranged myself so that his legs fit comfortably in front of mine and moved his arm so that he wasn't laying on it. I snaked my arm around his skinny waist and pulled him impossibly closer to me. Breathing in his sweet sent I closed my eyes and exhausted, sleep took over.
Yikes I feel like I should put more but idk what to put. Well, anyway here you go! Finally Mark gets a chance to be here lol. And Valentine's Day is coming up very soon! Should I write a special or just a fluffy one for it? And im so confused as what to get for my gf since she spent a hUNDRED AND FIFTY FREAKING DOLLARS ON ME. Ahhh anyway I kinda like it cause she said that she loved me and proved it and holy shit I don't deserve her. She's so sweet and funny and can make me smile even on my worst days. Ahhh how did such an angle end up with a price of shit like me ;-;. Aaaaanyway I hope you enjoyed and tell me what you thought of it!
~Suicide
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Bullet |Septiplier|
FanfictionJack is very depressed and has tried (and failed) to kill himself for many times, but what will change when his handsome (and secretly gay) friend mark comes to save him on his latest attempt? Idea song: Bullet by Hollywood Undead