Heartbroken. 💔 (Discontinued)

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3rd person P.o.v.

Jack had just gotten to the airport. He payed the driver and ran inside. He was there an hour and a half early, like they want at airports. He decided to sit down after and that is where he went through Instagram. He found a certain pop up made him uneasy when he went to marks insta. 'This account has been deactivated'. He went and checked all Marks social media's and it said the same damn thing. Except on youtube. Nothing but videos where he was happy. Nothing about anything that happened. Soon Seans flight was called, and then he was on the plane. On the way to Las Angeles. To see his best friend.

~Jack ended up sleeping through most the flight. Just to wake up when they were landing. When the plane landed and the passengers were allowed to get off the plane, Jack was the last person to get off. He went through the usual plane crap, got his stuff and called another Taxi. He had told mark not to wait up on him since it was like eleven at night. He arrived at Marks and found his spare key, where it always was. Under a loose brick in the side of the wall. He unlocked the door and put the key and brick back. Then he went opened the door to find Mark out cold on the couch, curled up in a ball, holding what looks to be a picture frame, and he was sniffling and hiccuping in his sleep. Chica heard the door open and growled softly, then stop when she saw it was just jack. Jack shut the door and quietly took his stuff up to the guest room. He came back downstairs, confused. Where was Amy and their baby. Mark stirred next to him and his eyes opened, to reveal his beautiful chocolate brown eyes, with red surrounding them. Jack was looking at chica, so mark slowly looked at him and poked his leg. Jack immediately looked at mark. Mark looked up at jack and sniffled. "J-jack? W-when d-did y-you g-get here?" Jack smiled a little and told him he just got there. Then he asked him what happened. Mark looked at the ground and slowly sat up, his hair was a mess. He clutched the photo tightly to his chest and mumbled "there was a bad wreck...." Jack didn't understand. So he asked where Amy was. This mad the older male bite his lip softly and more tears started back up. It took jack a second to realize what happened and immediately felt bad for asking. He pulled mark into a tight hug as he started sobbing again. Jack rubbed his back and too the picture from him so it wouldn't get scratched up. He held Mark tightly and ran his fingers through his hair calmingly. He didn't mean to upset his bud, because Mark just looked like he had calmed a little. He told Singe when marks cries reduced to soft whimpers. Singe immediately texted back saying she'd be on the next flight in. Amy was Singes best friend, and mark was the other. She wanted to help too. Mark looked up at jack sadly and asked him "Why her? Why her Jack why couldn't have went? Or stopped her from leaving?" Mark sniffled and Jack was stunned. He didn't know how in the world to answer that. He gulped, and said nothing since it was obvious that Mark was hurting and was slowly breaking without Amy. He sat him up enough to look at him and said to him. "Why don't we take a walk? Hm? You me and chica. Let's go." He got up and pulled Mark to his feet and leashed Chica, then walked out pulling Mark Gently by his arm.

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