Mark's POV
I lay on the couch, snuggling my Tiny Box Tim plushy. How am I supposed to tell my family? How should I tell my fans? I got the hardest part of telling Aaron done and over with at least. My phone buzzed in my palm and i saw Aaron's number pop up on the small white screen. A small sad smile spreads across my face. Part of me wanted more than anything to answer the phone and hear his voice one more time. The other part of me knew i'd lose my resolve if i heard his voice. My phone had stopped vibrating before I could make a choice. Tears fall from my face. I didn't need to hear Aaron's voice to know what he would've said. He probably would've yelled at me for being stupid and calling him when he didn't want to talk to me. I sigh. Back to the problem at hand. How to break the news. After a while of going back and forth about what to do I decided to send out a tweet to my fans. It took me a few tries to make a good tweet. Eventually I came up with this:
Hey guys. Sorry I haven't posted in a while life has been crazy. I'm sorry to say there will be no more videos or tweets. This is my official goodbye.
Thank you all for your support~It was really weak but at least it was something. Now i just need to call my family and say goodbye to them. This time it took longer. most of my family thought that this was some kind of joke or druken ramblings. They would either say to go and sleep or to stop making this really bad joke. I would laugh and say alright. i pretended that I was joking or too drunk to actually do what i was saying. Might as well prevent them from worrying.
It had been a few hours sense i had called Aaron and he had called a few more times but had sense then stopped.
"C'mon Tiny Box Tim," i said. "Let's get this over with." I stood up cradling Tim and headed into my room.
In my closet i keep a Colt .45 my dad had given me for my 21st birthday. Bet he never expected it to be used like how i was going to use it. I pull it out of it's black box and load it with a couple bullets. I place Tim on the top of my dresser and go to sit on my bed. The black surface of the gun stares up at me.
"It's just you and me my friend," I say caressing the side of the gun. Slowly I put the gun up to the side of my head.
Aaron's POV
I called the airport and got myself on an available seat of a plane leaving in twenty minutes to the US. On the way there I called Mark nearly twenty times. He didn't pick up any of those times. Right before i got onto the plane I got a text from Jess.
Where are you? I thought you were going to be gone longe enough to get a change of clothes.
Damn. I had forgotten about her. Then I realized something. Mark's phone call. I had never told Jess I didn't want to hear his voice again. My eyes widened. Does that mean that Mark never said those things she claimed he had? A red hot anger swells through me. That little bitch had been toying with me. I sent her a reply quickly.
I'm never coming back. I figured out what you did. Don't contact me ever again.
I don't know if she responded or not because i turned my phone off, completely disgusted. Throughout the entire plane ride I was hoping that Mark hadn't done anything stupid. The moment we landed i leapt out of my seat and hailed a cab. i told him Mark's address and asked him to go there with all haste.
When i got to his house i jumped out of the taxi before he could come to a complete stop. I ran up to Mark's door and burst in.
"Mark!" I yelled.
Mark's POV
I thought i heard Aaron's voice call out to me just a moment ago.
"Aaron?" I called weakly. he suddenly appeared before me and i knew that this had to be an apparition.
"Mark?" it said with worry in it's voice. "Don't do this Mark."
I chuckle softly deciding to indulge myself and talk to him. "Why?" I asked it. "It's not like I have anything to live for anymore."
"Of course you do-" i interrupt him.
"No i don't!" i yell. "Not since you don't love me anymore." I tighten my grip on the Colt and tears start slipping out of my eyes. "You're off in England making kissy faces with your ex right now and probably don't give a damn about me!"
It grabs my arm and my eyes widen. He can touch me. Does that mean-
"I'm right here with you Mark,'' he said staring into my eyes intensely. "I still love you Mark." He leans in and kisses me. I loose my grip on the gun and it falls next to me on the bed as i kiss him back tears freely flowing from my eyes.
(All Done my Darlings! This is the happy ending for the day. Do you guys want an Epilouge? Let me know in the comments! Thank you all for being fantastic! Stay awesome my friends. -AnimeluvrsUnite)
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It's Me Again (Markimash Sequel)
FanfictionThis is the sequel to Please, Just One More Time. If you haven't read that one, I suggest you do.