Septipler

8

Jack's pov

I stand up and take a deep breath of the out side air. I walk back though the automatic doors and sit down in the waiting room. The doctor walks over to me. "Mr. Mcloughlin, it seems your friend has suffered some injuries to the head causing him to have slight memory lose, however I do assure you that after healing it should all come back to him. We believe some of his mental stability is also interrupted by the medicines that we had to give him while doing his surgery. So with in few week, he should be back to his normal state of himself." The doctor smile reassuring.

I sigh with relief and look back to the doctor, "C-Can I go back to him?" I ask nervously. The  doctor nods and allows me back to Mark's room. I walk silently into the room, "Hey Mark, ye up?" Mark sits up completely for the first time since the crash. "Jack! I thought you left without saying goodbye…" Mark wipes over his eyes. "No, ye silly why on earth would I do that. And besides where exactly would I even go at the moment. 

Mark reaches his one arm out to me. I walk over to his side and hug him softly. "How ye feelin'?" I ask while pulling away. Mark smiles, "I feel pretty good for the situation I'm in." Mark laughed. "Mark I… I watched yer video you made at pax prime…. I don't know if ye remember…." I shook my had, knowing his memory was probably still a bit weak. I look over o Mark who was extremely red. "Y-You…seen…that…." Mark looked away from me. "Do ye actually remember that video? Oh god please tell me ye do…" Mark's nose began to bleed. "Ugh, my head hurts…. But I can…remember some of it…. The parts about…you." Mark rub the trail of blood off. My face got warm and I blushed. "I remember I- I was videoing you while you weren't paying attention. I said some things. I uploaded that video before I left the morning of the accident. I planned you would see it once you got back to Ireland," Mark looked back to me with a blush, "or at least I wouldn't have been around to see your reaction." Mark frowned. 

"Mark…I- " Mark quickly put his hand to his mouth, he began to cough heavily. "Mark! Holy shite!" I called the doctor in quickly when I realized Mark was coughing up blood and wasn’t breathing. "Mark Its ok Mark please stay with! Mark…I love you!" I finally told him and then was swiftly lead out of the room by nurses while doctors rushed in. I felt weak and lost again. I fell against a wall and slide down it. My body was shaking… "What do I do….?"