Prince Blood | {Markson}

•THIRTEEN•

I think those are called Aquilegias. That's a pretty name.
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Mark P.O.V

Should I?

Or should I not?

Should I?

As I got to the last few petals of the poor flower I was tearing apart, I stopped. I was scared to see what was the result of this, so I carefully put the flower in my pocket and went to look for some advice.

What was the debate I had going on in my head you ask? Well, you see, lately my feelings for a certain someone has been too strong for me to handle. I literally can't even look at him without my heart going crazy. Is that normal?

I promised myself, that I wouldn't have anything to do with Jackson, but here we are. If I confess to him, our friendship and whatever we were supposed to have would be over. If I don't, I think I'll explode with the amount of heartbeats per minute every time Jackson's near.

Should I get this out and over with so I can move on or something, or should I just keep it inside forever, until we leave each other, and I'll regret not telling him?

Why is life so hard?!

Soon, I saw a familiar backside of a person, walking through the halls. I ran up to him. "Youngjae!" I shouted, not so loud to grab myself everyone's attention. I don't like attention.

He turned around as I arrived beside him. "Jae, I kinda... need help with a decision." He looked at me with a questioning expression and waited for me to continue.

"I'm... uhh... I'm wondering if I should, you know, confess to him." I quietly stated. Making sure no one heard me. You never know who's homophobic and who's not in this world.

Youngjae let out a big sigh and looked at me. "Mark, if you want to do it, then do it." He said as he opened his locker, took his bag out and swung it over his shoulder. I did the same beside him.

"I'm scared Jae. What's gonna happen when I do? I don't think he likes me, I still feel like he's kind of joking around." We walked out of the front door of our school together.

"Well, I know it's a hard decision. You might regret it if you don't in the end, so I'm just suggesting that you do." Youngjae advised. I nodded before considering my final answer.

I hated regretting things, even the littlest things. I didn't like feeling that I could've done way better than I did.

"Is that a yes then?" I asked, just to make sure. "It's a yes from me, Mark." He replied and I laughed. Guess I'll have to man up one of these days and confess.

I guess I'll just have to throw all the what if's away and stop thinking about what could happen.

The worst that could happen would be, I lose this friendship, and the whole school would know I'm gay. Not a big deal is it? Oh well, guess there are things such as transferring for a reason.

I told Youngjae to go home first, and that I wanted to take a walk outside and clear my mind. He agreed and left.

I went to the park, and sat on one of the swings. I slowly reached into my pocket, to find the purple flower, which seems to have lost all signs of life. I started taking off the delicate petals.

Should I not

Or should I

Yes

Or no

Yes

Or no

I stared at the last petal, hanging off of the flower.

I should

Even fait says I should. Maybe, I really should confess. Who knows what could happen?

I threw the remaining of the not so flower like flower on the yellowing grass beneath me. And I sat there, staring into space.

Someone came and sat next to me. I barely noticed, or payed attention, but that person didn't seem to mind, cause they didn't say anything either, until I turned my head and saw their face.

"Jackson..."

"Hey Mark, what's up? Why're you looking all depressed and lonely here, sitting on a bench and spacing out?" He said in a jokingly manner, but I didn't really need jokes right at this moment. I was nervous as hell.

Should I do it now?

You never realize how scary things are until you're standing right in that moment, do you? Because right now, I'm shaking like crazy, or at least my hand is.

"Jackson... I have something to say." I began; he looked me in my eyes and waited for me to go on. I took a deep breath in, and cleared my head.

"Jackson I..."

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Word Count: 825

Was that evil? But by the time most people are reading this, I would've published the next chapter or finished the book already right? Either way. Have a good day my lovely people! Baiiiiii!

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