Crashing. (A JSE×reader fanfic)

Go Find Him

August 21st, 8:17 p.m.

   Forcably unglueing your feet from the floor you follow after Jack. You rush out of Mark's door, spinning wildly for any trace or clue to which direction Jack had gone, but find none. Frustration finally boils over and you fall into a puddle of angry sobs on the lawn.

  He was here. He was right there and instead of clasping onto him like you need, you stood there. You should have spilt out all your apologies onto the table and told him how much you love him.

  And he accused you of fucking around with Mark. Never in a million years would you choose Mark over him for anything like that. You'd never betray him like that. The thought of doing anything with Mark hadnt even crossed your mind untill you were drunk off yout ass and convinced Jack would never come back.

  Mark steps out of the house, knealing next to your small figure to lay a hand on your shoulder. The warmth of his hand pooled through your shirt even. He was clearly just as angry at being accused of that as you, but he wont show it.

"He... He didnt mean it (Y/N)." Mark says, his voice even and collected. He must have convinced himself of what he's trying to explain to you.

"He's just confused and angry. Thats all." He says, softening his voice.

"How could he think I'd do that to him?" You question, finally unburying your head from your knees, your voice shaking as if theres an earthquake in your bones.

  Mark hesitates a moment, seeming to collect his response before sitting next to you in the grass, his legs outstretched in front of him as he leans back on his palms.

"Well, you accused him of the same thing, remember?" Mark carefully points out, looking over to you for a reaction. Your breath hitches in your throat as his words make impact in your head.

"I... I made him fee like this?" You ask, glancing over at Mark but squeezing your legs tighter against your chest as if you were hugging Jack. Mark pulls his eys away from yours to let them skim along the lawn,but eventually he nods slowly.

"Yeah. Or something incredibly similar." He says, finally remeeting your eyes. Your heart shatters in your chest.

"Why-why wouldnt he just tell me how it felt instead of tossing my trust issues in my face?" Fristration accidently rolls out around your words, but Mark seems unaffected by it.

"I guess men just have a hard time expressing how they feel. It gets beat into our heads at a young age that emotions are for women, and that its not worth risking out masculinity to express how we feel." Mark shrugs, his eyes hovering over his knees.

"Thats stupid." You spit, again feeling the frustration coat your voice. But Mark only chuckles.

"You dont remember how you were when you first met Jack, do you?" He jests, leaning over to bump his shoulder against you. You give him a hard look, but he returns it with a smile.

"Come on," he says, standing and brushing his hands off on his pants before offering it to you to help you up. "Lets go find him. He cant have gone very far." Mark concludes, looking around the evening landscape.

  You think to yourself, rolling your lip between your teeth. He wouldnt go to your apartment. Maw and Paw's soup shop is closed. He would know that you would check Bell's. But theres one place where he wouldnt think you would look, and thats exactly where he would go.

"I think I know exactly where he went." You say, looking over at Mark by your side. Mark nods.

"Lead the way." He says, pushing his hands into his pockets. You look down at your shuffling feet uncertainly.

"I think I have to do this on my own." You explain, despite the fear of having to face this by yourself. Mark smiles almost proudly at you, clapping a hand on your shoulder gently.

"Go get him." He says, smirking at you encouragingly. You nod in response, turning to jog your way over to the sidewalk. You glance back at Mark to catch him making his way inside after giving you a terse wave.

  You pick of the pace of your feet, praying silently that you arent wrong. He has to be there. Please be there. You can make it all better if he's there. All you have to do is apologise and explain. Everything can be ok again, right? God you hope so.