Why we fight, I don't know (septiplier) (discontinued)

Coming to terms

Jacks POV:

I was thinking a million thoughts at once but at the same time my mind was blank. Everything was going so quickly but in reality time seemed slowed if anything. Was the Mark Edward Fischbach coming to see me the forever alone kid in one of the biggest schools I had ever seen. Not only was he one of the most popular kids attending our school, he was my enemy no less!

All I could do was stare with my mouth slightly agape. I knew I looked like an idiot but I was just too shocked to care right now.

"Hey uhhm..." Mark's deep voice began but it soon trailed off.

"What in gods name happened for me to be in hospital and for you to be next to me?" I ask curiously as well as kind of sarcastically.

"I don't know, I walked into the bathroom (idk what they called but Idc) and you were passed out" Mark explains, sounding genuinely confused and concerned.

I thought about this for a minute, how would that be possible I was perfectly fine just a bit tired was all. So how could I pass out?

As we were thinking this over a nurse came in. She had a sympathetic look on her face. Mark immediately looked at her and asked: "is he ok?".

"Well on the most part he seems to be fine, but the reason why he fainted and or passed out-" she was interrupted by me.

"-Is unimportant" I say with a nervous chuckle at the end. Mark looked even more concerned.

The nurse looked over to me and her eyes became cold as if saying 'you can't stop me from telling him, wether you like it or not.

"As I was saying, the reason why your friend passed out and or fainted was because of stress levels" she said her tone softening at the end.

I don't know if you can pass out from stress levels but bare with me here.

"What...?" Was all Mark could say before trailing off and looking like he was deep in thought. A few minutes or seconds later (I couldn't tell) his face changed to slight guilt.

"So you're telling me that he passed out because of stress?" His tone now arrogant.

"Well yes. did I fucking stutter?" the nurse stated rudely.

Mark then looked as if he couldn't care less about my situation. Which, if I'm being honest, kinda hurt. I didn't know why and I don't think I wanted to know why.

"Uhhm... when can I leave?" I ask trying to break the tension, which gave me an idea."also do you have a knife?"

"No! And why would I?" The nurse states clearly worried about what in gods name I was thinking.

"I need something to cut the tension between you two already" I said in a mock annoyed tone.

The nurse laughed. Mark however, looked slightly surprised before looking at the ground as if it were the key to saving the world or something.

"Anyway sir you can leave as soon as we do a checkup and some tests" the nurse chirps happily.

(Time skip brought to you by, well, me I guess)

"Alright sir you are free to go home or do whatever!" The nurse announced very loudly.

"I'm Irish and even I'm not as loud as that!" I said my accent a little thicker than intended. The nurse just chuckled and apologised before walking off in another direction.

I was free, but what to do now? And more importantly how long was I out? I guess I would just have to find out when I got home. I was definitely not going there first. I would probably be yelled at, so I wanted to do something fun or useful before I get yelled at for being in hospital for god knows how long.

I walked out and the cool fresh air hit me like a train. I took a rather large and unnecessary breath. The hospital just smelt of blood and sickness to be honest. So I was enjoying as much fresh air as I could.

I began to walk, I didn't know where yet, but my body was taking me somewhere. And that was the most I knew. I continued to walk my eyes focusing on every little thing, such as a leaf falling weightlessly from a tree all the way down to the ground. Before I knew it,I was at the arcade. I wasn't complaining. I was about to go in before I crashed headlong into someone.

"Mark...?"

Holy moly it has been a long time since I've been writing on Wattpad like over a month or something. Yes I am indeed alive believe it or not. But I hope you guys will still read this I guess. I was thinking of discontinuing this, I just read it and was like 'I don't like this anymore I could do better'. But I'm starting to like it again because of this chapter. Stay fantastic guys and gals and non-binary pals! ;3 <3

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