Deaths On Halloween (Septiplier)

chapter 5

All I could see was darkness, yet I could feel someone holding my hand. I could hear the beeping of machines. It was really annoying. I heard the quiet sounds of sobs coming from the person who was holding my hand. I tried to open my eyes but to no success. I tried and tried but I always got the same result. It was like I was a prisoner in my own mind. Trapped in a cage of darkness. The sobs somewhat stopped and I heard a voice start to speak. "I'm sorry Jack, if only I found you sooner. It hurts to see you like this, all bruised up and hooked up to machines. I'm sorry, this is all my fault." He squeezed my hand and tried to squeeze back to show him i'm here. I managed to move my fingers but it was barely noticable. I heard Mark gasp. "Jack? Was that you? Please do it again if you hear me. Please" I managed to do it again and I felt Mark's hand leave mine. I heard him run to the hall and yell for the nurses. I would giggle at his actions if I could. I felt multiple people start to poke at me and I heard them start to question Mark. "Mr.Fischbach, what happened?" "S-so I was holding Jack's hands a-and I squeezed h-his hand and I-I felt him s-squeeze back. I a-asked him to d-do it again and h-he did". After a needle was poked into my arm I started to regain concesnouse. I finally was able to open my eyes. At first my vision was blurry but it soon cleared up. I looked down and saw that I was wearing sweatpants and a gray long sleaved shirt.I heard nurses asking me unclear questions, and Mark yelling at a nurse for some reason. Once my vision cleared and the questions were clear I saw a nurse push Mark out of the room. ¨W-what are you doing? L-let him s-stay!¨I yelled at them. ¨Sir, he can come back later, Right now we have to make sure your ok¨ One of them said. I sighed in defeat, I might as well get this over with.

After an hour of questions and such they left. Once the room was empty Mark came back in and sat in the same chair he did last time and we started talking about what happened. ¨So basically, I was in class waiting for you. When you didn't show up I asked the teacher if I could go to the bathroom. I didn't actually have to, I just wanted to go look for you. I walked down the hall and saw Amy, Wade, and Bob running off and you bleeding out on the floor. I ran to you and tried to get you to wake up. When you didn't wake up I picked you up and brought you to the nurse. While she slowed down the bleeding I called an ambulance and they brought you here. You've been out for the past two days but don't worry about your homework and stuff. I did it for you and turned it in. I'm also almost finished are FNAF project for Mr.Dawson. I hope you don't mind¨ I stared at this man in amazement. He did all that for a guy he just met. ¨Mark, you didn't have to do that, I could have just done my work¨ He smiled at me ¨Nonsense, your hurt and I was just trying to be nice, I mean what are friends for.¨ I look in his eyes and saw what looked like pain when he said friends but I doubt it. That word, Friends, It hurt. I want to be more but A) He's probably not gay and B) Why would he like a Fat ass Faggot like me. We continued to talk about things like video games and such. While talking a nurse came in. ¨Mr. Mcloughlin, I'm sorry but your boyfriend has to go. Only family can stay after 9¨ Me and Mark blushed. Me more than him. ¨H-He's not m-my boy-boyfriend¨I stuttered out. ¨Oh sorry sir, Your friend still has to go¨ I nodded my head and turned to him. He was standing with his backpack on his shoulders. ¨Well Jackaboy that my que to leave, Iĺl come back tomorrow since today's friday. Bu-Byeee¨ ¨Alright Mark, Bye.¨ He gave me a hug and smile then left. I swear I heard the nurse say ¨I ship it¨ but I didn't bother bringing it up. The nurse brought me some food and left. Leaving my alone with my thoughts. I got bored so I turned on the TV that only had a couple channels. I saw that Impractical Jokers was on and decided on that. After I was done eating I looked at the clock. 10:21. I might as well sleep. I put the tray of food on the portable table thing and pushed it aside. I layed down but left the TV on. I feel more comfortable falling asleep to some sort of sound instead of silence. Slowly I felt darkness consume me.

Jack's dream

I opened my eyes to familiar green walls with posters on them. I saw a familiar dresser and desk with a laptop I had to buy myself at age 12. I looked at the bed I was on. I saw my green blanket with blue pillows. I also saw my green eyeball plushie. Septic Sam. I smiled to myself and went to pick her up but before I could my dad started banging at my door. ¨Open up the door Sean, you little shit!¨ I panicked. I fell off my bed and climbed under my bed. He keep banging and banging. I covered my mouth with my hand to not make as much sound. Finally, my door gave in. My breath hitched. It was quiet. The only thing that can be heard was the light footsteps of my father. He stopped right in front of my bed. I felt tears run down my face as a sob fought to escape my mouth. I was him turn around and walkout. I let out the breath but that was a mistake. He heard my breath and ran back in. He came in and grabbed me by my arm and dragged me out from under my bed. I tried to tug back and esquape but I failed. He picked me up by the collar of my shirt and threw me at the wall. I felt a warm liquid trickled down the back of my head. He walked up to me and started to kick me over and over again. I felt more and more blood leave my body and onto the floor. He stopped and pulled me up by my hair. He look me in the eye and spat "You little faggot, Your nothing but a disappointment. I wish you were never born!" I felt the warm tears run down my face as he threw me again. Right before I hit the wall....

End Of Dream

I woke up. I shot up and almost fell off the bed. I looked around frantically. Where and I, why am i here. Then it came back to me. I was beat up, Mark brought me here to the hospital, and I had a nightmare. There's 4 days till Halloween. Hopefully, I get out before then. While I was thinking, I didn't notice someone walked in. "Hey Jack" I jumped again and turned to face whoever it was but I calmed down when I saw it was just Mark. I smiled "Hey Markimoo". He walked over and sat on my bed with a concerned look on his face. I'm not gonna lie, He looked hot. Well, he always does. He had a red flannel with a black tank top under it, black skinny jeans with rips in the knees and a pair of red and black high top converses. On the sides of then had a little box figure with blue eyes and a smile. Black and red look good on him. "Jack, are you ok? Your eyes are bloodshot". I looked down and started to talk about my dream. "I had a nightmare. I was in my bedroom and I was just looking around it. I was about to pick up my old plushie but I heard my dad banging on my door. I hid under my bed and tried to stay quiet as he busted the door open. He looked around and started to leave but I let out a breath I was holding in and he heard me. He dragged me out from under my bed and started to kick me, punch me and throw me around. The last time he threw I woke up, Right before my body hit the wall." When I looked up Mark was staring at me with wide eyes and he had a hand on my knee. "Oh god... I'm so sorry Jack. Do you need anything?" I smiled at him "I'm fine, don't worry" I stared into his chocolate brown eyes that have little flakes of caramel, he started into my ocean blues. I slowly started to lean in and he did the same. We got closer and closer then...

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