Always Watching. Jacksepticeye AU

Chapter 9

The front cover has had a mini glow up because I was messing around on photoshop the other day and decided to redo the cover. I know the first one was just plain shit but I am so bad at making covers. I'm sorrrry please forgive meeeee

"I don't think I can defeat him on my own..." Jackieboy Man mumbled to JJ who was just patiently listening to him ramble about the mess of thoughts cooped up in his head. Jackieboy Man was lying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling through glistening eyes. His limbs were spread out in a star shape and he hadn't moved since he had flopped into the position around half an hour ago.

JJ was holding a whiteboard so he could properly communicate with the hero. 'Marvin?' He wrote, turning the board around for Jackieboy Man to read.

Jackieboy Man shrugged. "What if he gets hurt? I don't mind putting my life in danger but a friend's?" The room lapsed into silence for a moment until Jackieboy Man sat up, a light bulb lit on top of his head. "Markiplier." JJ thought he was joking so let out a quiet laugh but Jackieboy Man was totally serious. "He's strong and I have no emotional connection with him!"

-

Jackieboy Man had no idea why he felt so nervous. All he had to do is press the call button, wait for Markiplier to pick up and then talk to him. It wasn't exactly rocket science. His heart pounded just a little bit too fast as he pressed the button. The ringing seemed to last for hours. Obviously it was only around thirty seconds but it seemed like so much longer to the hero who was embarrassingly anxious.

"Hello?" Markiplier said, sounding slightly confused.

Jackieboy Man cleared his throat to compose himself. "Hi, it's Jackie. I've been thinking-"

"Oh, how dangerous."

"Very funny but this is actually serious. I think we need to work together to defeat that glitch bitch."

Markiplier let out a small laugh before repeating, "Glitch bitch?" in a very puzzled voice.

"Oh, right. That's the name my friends gave him. Anti."

"You don't think I could take him on? I'm hurt."

"You couldn't and I can't so we need to do this together. We can't do this alone."

"What's your plan then, huh? Show up on the doorstep to his Bat Cave and just fuck him up?"

"I don't actually know where he lives..."

"Okay, then, how do you plan on finding him? Waiting out in public until he inevitably robs someone-"

"Well-"

"-or until he holds someone at gunpoint?"

"I don't know, okay? I just know it will take more than one person to take him down."

"Call me when you've got a plan, Jackieboy Man," Markiplier chuckled but it seemed more snarky than genuine. "That rhymes." Then he was gone.

Jackieboy Man stared at the phone in his hand for a moment in disbelief. He hadn't realised that Markiplier was so rude. Turns out not even he was perfect.

-

"Tyler," Stacy's voice was sharp, like a knife that was threatening to slit Tyler's throat. He didn't even look away from the game he was playing on the television because he had been giving her the silent treatment since she set down the ban from seeing his father. He was being stubborn and hoping he'd eventually convince her to let him have his own way. "Last night, I looked through your phone-"

"What the fuck, mum? Do I not have any privacy now?" He paused the game and finally turned to her. He was about to give him a piece of his mind about how he was his own person with his own life and he was almost seventeen but Stacy continued to speak in the same tone.

"Why were you telling Connor how much you missed and loved him?" The colour drained from Tyler's face but he attempted to keep his lips in a straight line so that he could lie and have a higher chance of getting away with it.

"We were joking around, that's all." His voice was calm, contrasting with his pounding heart and trembling hands.

"Yeah? Didn't seem like it to me. Do you have something to tell me?"

"I don't. So if you could please leave and let me finish my-"

"Tyler." Her voice had somehow got even angrier as she snatched the controller from Tyler's hands. She spent a couple of minutes figuring out how to turn it off but eventually managed. Tyler would have laughed at her stupidity, had it not been for the seriousness of the situation.

"Mum, I was about to win!"

"Tell me the truth. Are you in a relationship with this... this boy?"

"Mum-" Tyler was staring at his mum through wide, fear-filled eyes. She sounded so furious and it was petrifying him. He had no idea what his mum's views on the LGBT community were and he wasn't sure he really wanted to find out... especially since he was still questioning.

"Are you gay?"

"No! I-"

"Don't lie to me." Technically he wasn't lying. He was definitely at least a little gay but he wasn't sure of the exact label. If he ended up being pansexual or bisexual, he wouldn't be fully gay and then he wouldn't have been fully lying.

"I- I don't know, okay?! I really like Connor and-"

"You're just like your dad, you know?" Her voice had become a scary monotone. If anything, it was worse than the fury. Tyler opened his mouth to reply but she continued to speak. "You're a nuisance and a waste of space. All the skateboarding and the Nerf guns are ridiculous... you're sixteen years old for fucks sake. Grow up!" Tyler's eyes widened at the profanity because he had never seen his mum swear before. She had always expressed the attitude that swearing was wrong. "He has done this to you, hasn't he? I bet he put this in your head because he knew I hated it."

"Mum, that doesn't even make sense. Stop talking about dad like that too. He's actually an amazing person and-"

"Get out."

"What? But mum-"

"Go upstairs, get your stuff and go. I never want to see you again." Both Tyler and his mum's eyes were filling with tears but Stacy had made her mind up.

"You can't do this..."

"I can. Get out of my house unless you want to change your ways."

"I can't change. This is who I am!"

Stacy shook her head so Tyler slowly made his way upstairs, tears streaming down his pale cheeks. He grabbed his phone and charger, shoving it into his school bag. He also shoved in necessities such as some random clothes and the hoodie Connor had given him. Then he sent his mum one last pleading look before only receiving a look full of disgust in return. "I can't believe that man." Stacy mumbled to herself before slamming the front door right in Tyler's face.

As he stumbled out onto the streets, he started to sob. He didn't care that people were staring at him because it didn't matter anymore. Nothing mattered anymore.

He didn't know where to go so he just started walking. His dad entered his mind but, if he was involved in an 'incident' recently as Stacy had stated, he wouldn't need the burden of his son on top of his shoulders too. He called Connor a few times but only received his voicemail so he wasn't an option either. The last people he could think of was Jackieboy Man, Jack and JJ. He could only hope that they weren't homophobic. If they were, he'd probably have to sleep in the streets and he wanted to avoid that.