Deaths On Halloween (Septiplier)

Chapter 10

 I woke up to people screaming. Mark must've heard it because he woke up breathing heavily, as if he was scared awake. Our legs were tangled together and Mark held me close to his chest. We looked at each other confused but then remembered what we did last night. We quickly untangled from each other and ran to the room next door. He put his ear to the door and held a finger to his lips telling me to be quiet. I nodded and followed his actions. I heard Cry and Felix screaming things like "How long did we fuck" and "Who was top?" I heard Fe scream "Why is there a condom in my fucking hair?!" Me and Mark almost laughed when he got an idea. He busted the door open and said "I heard screaming. Is everythi- WHAT THE FUCK?! Why the fuck did you guys leave a mess like this? Look, I don't care if your gonna do this but next time the least you could do is pick up when your done." Mark shook his head and made his way to the door. Before closing the door he turned to them and said "And next time, could you be quiet next time. I barely got any sleep because of you guys." When he closed the door I just broke down laughing and he did the same. We went downstairs to see Ken, Marzia, Nate, Mat and Christian making and eating breakfast. They all stood frozen. Probably wondering why everyone upstairs was screaming. Mark was the first to speak "Hey guys, if you were wondering what was happening than I'll explain while we eat but right now I need everyone to complain to Cry and Felix about how loud they were being while 'doing it' got it? Good." Everyone nodded their head but still looked unsure. I chuckled and sat down while Mark went to help with breakfast. Soon Cry and Felix came down looking slightly embarrassed and confused. I smirked and decided to play with them a bit. "Hey guys, had a good night last night? Anyway, next time quiet it down a bit would ya?" Cry looked down. Even with his mask on I could tell he was blushing. Throughout breakfast, everyone keep making comments about how loud the two were. Eventually Cry and Fe went to go change which gave us a chance to explain. "Ok time to explain. Jack, would you like to do the honors?" I nodded my head at Mark and sat at the kitchen table, "So basically, Felix put a whole bunch of condoms in my bag and left a couple notes saying 'I left you protection' and stuff. Me and Mark took 'em, filled 'em with mayo, and placed 'em in the guest bedroom where Felix and Cry were sleeping in. They woke up and thought that they had a crazy fook night. They think they don't remember fooking the shite out of each other. This morning we heard 'em screaming and Mark busted in there saying-" I made my voice deeper to make it sound more like him "-'I heard screaming. Is everythi- WHAT THE FOOK?! Why the fook did you guys leave a mess like this? Look, I don't care if your gonna do this but next time the least you could do is pick up when your done." They just stared at us for a couple seconds, processing the information, than busted out laughing. Christian came in between me and Mark and but an arm around both of our shoulders. "You people are crazy... This is why I'm friends with you guys." I and Mark chuckled and pushed his arm off of our shoulders. Everyone decided to get dressed for the day so I and Mark went upstairs. While walking to his room I started thinking. Am I being to clingy? Am I starting to be annoying?, Am I worthy of Mark?, Am I good enough for Mark? When I came back to reality I realized that I was just standing in the middle of Marks room. Mark was looking at me with a confused look. He walked over to me put his hand on my shoulder and asked "You alright Jackaboy?" Pink dusted my cheeks as I moved my eyes from his hand to the ground. In a small voice I said "Y-yeah, I'm f-fine." Mark stayed silent for a moment before saying "That's a lie." I looked up at him with confusion. "Your voice shrunk and you didn't look at me in the eye when you spoke. Do you want to talk about it?"

Then, my mind started to go toxic again with questions and insults. Every thought felt like acid dropping onto my brain, each one slower and more painful than the last. Things like 'your a mistake, no one cares about you' kept replaying in my head. My arms started to burn with the urge to draw the razor across my arm. I can't explain how bad I wanted to just lock myself into the bathroom and slice my arms. The voices in my head kept saying things but there was one voice that was louder than the rest. It kept saying "You are nothing to him, you are a mistake, you are a waste of space, YOU. ARE. WORTHLESS" over and over again. I was so focused on the voice that I didn't hear Mark call my name. Eventually, he started to shake me which snapped me out of my trance. I looked up at him and felt a sob try to escape my throat, My cheeks were wet with fresh, salty tears. Mark took one look at me and froze. 'He probably thinks I'm a big crybaby' I thought. I was about to turn and run but he pulled me into his arms before I could. I wrapped my small, pale arms around him and just... broke down. 'God, why am I so fooked up?' I asked myself. After about 5 or 6 minutes I calmed down slightly. Soon my choked sobs turned into slow breathing. It felt good to finally let it all out but this was embarrassing and I didn't deserve someone who will make time for me. Someone who cares for everyone no matter their background. Someone who cares for me. I looked up at Mark and pushed him away. He doesn't deserve to deal with a crying little bitch like me. I looked down and rubbed my arms. "I'm sorry Mark, I'm fine I just... thought of a past memory." He looked at me with an unsure look and took a step forward but I took a step back. "I'm fine." When I said this I used a bit more venom then I meant to but that caused Mark to step back. I looked back to the ground and sighed. "Let's just get ready. I don't want to worry the others." I picked up my bag, which was one the floor, and tossed it onto Mark's bed. I unzipped it and looked back to see Mark taking his shirt off while walking to his closet. Pink dusted my cheeks as I turned back around and found close to wear. "I'm sorry for worrying about you , Jack, but I care about you. I want to make sure you happy." Without looking at him I replied, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine." I knew when said I was fine I was lying but I didn't know if he knew that. I hope to god that he didn't catch my lie. As I pulled out a black shirt with a green eyeball and black, ripped skinny jeans, I heard the shuffling of feet and the sound of a door shutting. I turned around, expecting Mark to be there, and was met with emptiness. He left, I hope he didn't leave because of me. With a sigh, I removed my clothes (Don't get your heads in the gutter) and put on the ones I pulled out. I grabbed the only pair of shoes I had and walked out of the room.