Broken Love (AntisepticeyeXDarkiplier)

Recovery Day

Why? Why can't I just fucking hate him? What makes it so hard? I ask myself.

Maybe it's his hair. His perfectly toned and fit body? His protectiveness? His possessiveness? The way he looks at me? That beautiful aura that contains Celine and Damien? I think with my thoughts speeding up. I stop.

Maybe...maybe I'm just broken. I think.

That's the only explanation. Maybe I'll be able to function correctly if I make sure that he stays the fuck out of my life completely. Maybe then I'll finally be ok. Maybe I need to find someone else. Yea, like anyone will ever love me in that sort of way. That plan will automatically fail.

Maybe I can spend the day with Jack to take my mind off of it. I really don't hate Jack the way that people think I do, or really at all. I call Jack to see what he thinks.

"Hey Anti! How're ye feelin?" asks Jack.

"Not very well after that incident yesterday." I admit.

"Yea ye kinda passes out there buddy hehe. Did you need somethin?" Jack asks.

"I was just wondering if we could hang out today. To take my mind off of...ya'know." I say, hoping he says yes.

"Of course lad! Just come on over and we can play some games." He says excitedly.

"Ok. Thanks Jack." I say warmly.

I go to Jack's house and he warmly greets me. We play Mario Kart 8, which I dominated him in, and ate food. Then I throw a question at Jack.

"Why are me and Dark supposed to hate each other?"

"Well since you guys are the opposite of us and me and Mark are best friends, you guys are the opposite and supposed to hate each other. But it doesn't really seem like that's what's happening here does it?" Jack explains. I look down and shake my head.

Little did we both know, Dark was once again watching from the shadows, blushing. At the same time, without knowing, me and Dark said,

"You have no idea."