Why be the judge? (Septiplier)

Chapter 21

MARKS POV

I sit in my room, a box of tissues on my bedside table. My Dad stepped out to put away his stuff away and ask everyone else to leave. Dad. So kind and caring. The one person in the world who would put everything down to help anyone. Even when his illness took hold of his body, he still tried to help. Why did the world have to be so cruel? Why did it have to take away the one person I knew who cared?

"You all good?" the voice jumped me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah," I say quietly as he takes a seat next to me.

"So, what's on your mind, must be something difficult?" he asks.

"I don't know? Everything really."

"Try a bit more detailed," he chuckles

"Dating trouble? That's the best way I can describe it."

"Ahh. So you are interested in the boy across the road?"

"Well... no, kinda, sorta, yeah really badly. But don't ask questions like that, you sound too much like Gerard." I fake grumble.

"Well, in my opinion you have had plenty of girlfriends, so it should be relatively the same, shouldn't it?" he asks.

"I don't know! I've never felt like this before! It's like my brain has no control, my feelings just take over. And I've never done stuff like I have to anyone before." I sigh.

"Done what exactly?" he raises one of his eyebrows.

"You know when I went to his place so he could help me with maths? Hehe... funny story actually... I may, quite possibly have kissed him. Hehe. He." 

"True love, ay?" he said raising his eyebrows.

My face gets real hot and I know it's turned red. "Dad. I know I sound like a girl... but you're embarrassing me!"

"Sorry, I'll stop. But have you told him how you feel?"

"No. It's too embarrassing. And any way I think I just ruined our friendship." I sigh, face buried in my hands.

"Why's that?"

"Well, you know how I went to get those hard drives today?" he nods, "Well I went to Starbucks afterwards to get a drink. Anyway, I went to the bathroom and when I opened the door, Jack was in there." Tears fill my eyes, "his friends were talking to him and his chest was covered in bruises and scars. I left after that. We texted and I apologisedand he came over. We were playing a couple of games, when we decided to play truth or dare. I asked him what those marks were. Then he walked out and you came home."

"Oh, that is a predicament. But tell him your sorry and how you feel, and then you'll know for sure. Promise me that, Mark." He says, pulling me in to give me a hug, and I don't stop him.

"Fine, I'll do it tomorrow." I promise

he stands up and just as he's about to go I stand and give him another hug.

"Thanks Dad. You can fix everything. I just wish I could fix you."

"So do I Mark. So do I."

I have dinner and go to bed, nervous about how tomorrow will go.