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Part 1

All my books and my ideas are mine. They belong to me JackieStorms.

I looked down the road to reveal the quite town of 'Athlone' it was a quite place in Ireland and I was happy to be back. I was born and raised here but I moved to LA and met my best friend and the woman of my dreams. My life was going alright as long as I had Signe I didn't care. My friends they disappeared all thanks to one fuck up I had. That's all it took. One. Fuck. Up.

A year ago~

I was drunk with my friends Mark,Bob and Wade and they wanted me to drive them to the strip club. I said "noooo I'mmmm drunnkkk" or at least that's what I wanted to say but instead I said "fookkkk yeahhhhh I lovvvveee drivingggg!" We all hopped into the car only to see I had left my keys inside "Poor Jackaboy stupiddd evennn whennn he'ss sobered" slurred Wade. "Shut up •hiccup• Wade!" We all screamed even Wade which was hilarious. We didn't go to a strip club we went into a wall. We were all messing around and Mark took control of the wheel and we crashed into a wall. No one had their seatbelts on so we were pretty much fucked. Or at least I was. I woke up in the hospital to Bob and Wade crying "What's wrong?" I asked trying to sit up and as much as it hurt I sat up. "You,you, the doctors were searching you for any further wounds and the found a hernia. The hernia contains cancer. You have cancer." Sobbed Bob "and not the curable shit" cried Wade. Mark then burst through the door "guys get away from him he caused us to crash. I mean look at you guys!" Mark blurted I looked at Bob he had a broken ankle while Wade had a broken arm. "He has no damage because he did it on purpose cancer is his punishment." Mark argued. Bob and Wade then waved goodbye and Bob pointed at the bed table before leaving. It had Bob and Wade's phone numbers on a slip of paper. I inserted the numbers into my phone and sat back down. 2 weeks later I was dismissed from the hospital and found out that Mark was going out with Signe. I went on Instagram,Facebook,Twitter,tumblr you name it there was a tweet. 'Stay away from Jacksepticeye he has contagious cancer be warned.' I cried as I read the tweets over and over on a different media each time. I couldn't get over the fact that I almost killed my friends. So I went on twitter and tweeted 'hey guys I'm a decease so I'm gonna die. What I'm trying to say is I'm gonna kill myself tonight. Goodbye cruel world' after I tweeted that I deleted all social apps. I then dyed my hair back to its natural brown before I left to the airport later that night. I tried my best to avoid everyone. I mean everyone avoided me. My own family turned me away so I had no choice. I became broken and I still am broken to this day.

Present day~

I walked into a bar and sat down. "What do you want?" The bar tender asked sternly. "Wat-" "two beers please" a familiar voice interrupted. I turned to see the blonde swede I thought it was "Felix?" I asked "Jack?" Felix asked with shock all over his face I thought you died after your tweet" Felid muttered "I was too much of a pussy to do it" I admitted ashamed. Felix payed for the drink ands dragged me outside the bar "your coming with me" he smiled before I tripped. I felt my head which was sore,I looked at my hand to see blood. My head was bleeding. Great. "Shit" I whispered "You've twisted your ankle" Felix explained. Felix then picked me up bridle style at first I panicked at tried to escape the taller males grasp. Felix only smiled "I'm going to help you. Where do you live?" "I live in the homeless shelter" I looked down,Felix's face shown concern "well Jack I know I haven't even brang you out to dinner but your living with me." Felix grinned warmly. I looked at him "why the fook are ye helping me? I have cancer and it's rumoured to be contagious so says the famous Markiplier. I also crashed a car via drunk driving and hurt my friends who believe I did it on purpose. To top it off Mark is dating my girlfriend Signe Hanson aka Wishuu" I snapped. Felix gasped.