You Can't Save Me ~Septiplier~

9

~Jack's POV~
I don't know what I did wrong. Ever since that day that I saw him in the hallway, Mark hasn't spoken to me. Now, he only talks to Nate. I miss him. Even though we weren't friends for that long, I miss him. I know that the others have noticed my behavior. They're all really worried about me, and they really want me to go up and just talk to him. I can't. It's obvious that he doesn't want to talk to me, so I won't make him. Last night, I messaged Nate and asked if he would talk to Mark for me. He said he would, and Felix is also going to talk to him.

When my mom dropped me off at school, it was really early. No one was there yet, only a few teachers. I decided to just get my stuff, and go sit in the classroom. Once I walked in, I put my hood up, and my head down on the desk. After hearing a small noise, I peeked through my arms and hood to see what it was. It was Wade. He didn't look like he saw me, and I wanted to keep it that way, so I put my head back down.

After about five minutes, I heard another person walk in. Wade started to say something to them, but I didn't understand what it was. I looked up again to see Mark. He was being dragged out of the room by Wade, and gave me a desperate look, as if he wanted me to save him. I put my head back down, he and Wade are friends, nothing is wrong. So why did he give me that look?

~Time skip- 30 minutes~
Class has been going on for ten minutes. Wade came in right when class started, without Mark. Where is he? Did something happen to him? My thoughts were interrupted by a noise coming from the door. It was Mark! But, there was something wrong. He looked like he had just gotten the shit beat out of him, and he looked like he'd been crying. What the hell happened? I turned a little in my seat to look at Wade. He looked overjoyed when he saw Marks face. I didn't know what was going on, but as of now, I'm not so sure that Mark and Wade are friends.

~Time skip- End of the school day~
Mark continued to avoid me the entire day, he didn't even look at me. As the last bell rang, I grabbed my stuff and went to my locker. When I got there, Nate was waiting for me. He looked really distraught. "Hey Nate." I said.

"Hey Jack," he said, in a sad-like voice. "I need to talk to you about something. It's really important."

"Alright, what's it about?" I asked, getting a little concerned.

"It's about Mark." He replied.

"O-okay. W-what about him?" I asked. I don't know what Nate is going to say, and in truth, I'm terrified.

Just as he was about to start talking, we realized that there wasn't anyone left in the hallway. "C'mon. I'll tell you as we walk." He said.

"Okay." After I replied, we walked out of the school and towards both of our houses. I hope nothing is wrong with Mark, and that what Nate is going to tell me isn't bad.

We walked in silence for a bit. Nate was the one to break it. "So Jack, I'm sure that you're worried about what you saw when Mark walked into the classroom." I nodded, and he continued. "But, it's not my place to tell you. What I am going to tell you, is that Mark isn't as okay as he says he is. I don't want to say too much, as that's something Mark needs to tell you. But what I am trying to say, is that Mark needs you. He needs you, and you need him. You guys need to start talking to each other again, before this gets out of hand. Please Jack, Mark is the only friend I have- other than Matpat- and I want him to be happy."

I was stunned by everything Nate said, I couldn't seem to find my voice to respond. We continued walking for about another minute, when I finally said, "I'm sorry Nate. I want him to be happy just as much as you do, but I don't know what I did wrong. I don't know why he stopped talking to me. I can't even bring myself to say anything to him, because I don't want to fuck things up even more than they already are. I care about Mark, but I can't force him to be my friend or anything if he doesn't want to."