It's Not Like I Like Him! || Marcthaniel

Knives and Paintbrushes

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Marc POV

It wasn't an alarm clock that woke me up, or a sweet motherly voice calling for breakfast, heck, I wish it was a noisy alarm clock.  But no, it was my dad, yelling down the hall for me to get my ass out of bed, how nice.  I got in my normal outfit, I grabbed my notebook from under my Matres and went through the window, not wanting to be seen by my father.  I climbed out the window and down the fire escape, and down the sidewalk to his only real refuge, school.

Nath POV

I Was Woken Up by my alarm clock on my phone, I got up and got dressed In the normal outfit that I usually wear and Headed down the stairs with my satchel around my shoulder.  I kissed my mom goodbye and headed to the hell I call a school.

Marc POV Again

I walked into the school and took my normal spot under the staircase.  he wrote Nathaniel, about a reality where he actually loves him, and his pretty Red hair, his soft skin an-

His thoughts were interrupted by Chloe snatching his Journal From his hands and reading through his pages, he was so embarrassed, all he could do was watch in horror as she read his story about a reality where Nathaniel and him where together, frankly he was surprised Chloe could even read.

''Hah! Sabrina Look at this! Little writer freak has a crush on artist boy! How pathetic!'' Her and Sabrina laughed.  ''Artist Boy! Come over here! Looks like you have an admirer!'' I reached for my notebook, desperately trying to grab it and run away, but Chloe was much taller than me and was holding it above her head, so it was useless.  Nononono please no he can't see please no! This can't be happening! Please don't let this be happening!  Chloe Handed The Book to Nath, but before he could get more than 3 pages in I snatched the book away from Him and ran to the bathroom, crying. I Could hear Nino and Alya scorning Chloe, I was appreciative they even cared honestly, but, Nathaniel, How shocked his face looks, he probobly hates me now.  He'll never do another comic with me again, let alone ever talk to me! I Just...I Just want to die!

I ran into the bathroom and sat in a stall, leaving the stall door cracked open by accident, (Warning Self Harm) I Took out a pocket watch I stole from my kitchen when my dad was away. I Pulled up my sleeve and looked down at the cut marks along my wrists, some were old, tracing back to years ago, others looked like they were done this morning. I slowly trace the knife over my wrists numerous times, crying.  Suddenly I heard someone walk through the bathroom door.

''Marc?'' Nath, why Nath, out of all the people why him? why does he have to see me like this?

Nath POV

I walked through the door of the bathroom, his story was so good, honestly, I thought I was going to turn into a tomato when I saw he liked me.  NOt that I likE HiM! B-But, It was really nice. I heard crying from one of the half-opened stalls.

''Marc?'' I called out. no response. ''Mark I'm coming in. I opened the door and was horrified, Marc was passed out in the stall, he was sitting on the floor, a knife in his hand and cuts on his wrist.  I took a paper towel and some bandages and fixed him up, I then carried him Bridal style back to my house...