Damnit Mr. Fischbach

I Always Get What I Want 🌶

Jack's POV

    Mark and I had been going out in secret for a while now. Sometimes this secret feels... like too much. It's a lot to put on a teenage boy's mind. I badly need to tell somebody, anybody, about this. A few trustworthy people cross my mind. I only have a few friends. There was Conner, the distant one who I still loved anyways. There was Tina, who was very sweet but way too much sometimes. Cant tell her. She's a gossip anyways. That leaves Tony. I had always had a crush on Tony until I met Mark. I trusted Tony more than anybody else in the world. More than Mark. I know he can keep a secret.

(The next day at school)

I was walking around the halls looking for Tony. We often used to have lunch together, so he should be around. Finally I spotted him.

"Tony! Tony! Let's have lunch together outside, yeah?" Tony looked at me with his charming smile that makes me swoon to this day. Hey, I'm still human, right?

"Jack! I feel like I haven't talked to you in forever! It's so good to see you..." Tony wrapped me up in a big bear hug. I giggled and reveled in the warmth of his arms. I inhaled his soft cologne. He always smelled great. He was just so comfortable to be around. It was... really good to see him again.

"Ahem, its good to see you too Tony." I smiled up at him.

Once we had set up all our food on a picnic table, me and Tony began talking. He had suddenly brought up his ex.

"I really liked her and she left... just like that..." I felt a pang in my chest. I felt for Tony, really. He must have been so hurt. I had never liked his ex anyways. I scooted closer to Tony and gave him a tight hug.

"I'm really sorry Tony." He seemed hesitant to hug me back. Should I not have hugged him? Is this too much? I began to pull away. Tony suddenly wrapped his harms around me and finally hugged me back. I smiled into his shoulder. I'm so happy to be with him again. We've always gotten along so well. "Tony... You dont deserve that treatment." I pulled back and looked at his face. His eyes were red and they began to well up with tears. Seeing him cry made me want to cry.

My bottom lip quivered as I saw the first tear fall from Tony's beautiful eyes. He let a strangled sob out by accident. It was obvious he was trying not to cry.

"Hey, hey, look at me..." I held his face in my hands. "It's okay to cry. Look at me, I'm crying too. Let's be sobbing messes together." I said through labored breaths, trying to keep my voice steady.

Tony looked me in the eyes. Suddenly I could see all of his pain forcing its way out of him. I had never seen somebody look so tortured. I had no Idea how much he had been carrying around. I just wanted to have lunch with an old friend and spill a secret or two, but now I can observe everything in his eyes.  I couldn't bare to see such a kind hearted person in pain. I closed my eyes and let mine and Tony's foreheads lean against each other. We stayed like that for a while.

Eventually Tony sniffled and leaned back to look at me. He smiled, embarrassed. I looked at him like he was a puppy.

"Awe, honey dont be embarrassed. You're so strong to cry in front of me. I had no idea you were bottling up so much." I said, wiping his tears away with my thumbs.

He grabbed my wrists and pulled my hand from his face,

"Well, you haven't exactly been around you know..." Tony looked down and hung his head. I hadn't realized he might miss me.

"Tony thats actually what I wanted to talk to you about. About why I haven't been around. But you need to promise you wont tell anybody else." Tony wiped his face with his sleeve.

"S-sure, I promise. You can tell me anything Jack." I began to tell him,

"Well do you know Mr.F-?" Both our attentions were caught by the sound of the door that lead outside, slamming closed. There he was... "Mr.Fischbach..?" I finished. I could recognize the silent rage on Mark's face. My eyes widened. I was still wiping Tony's tears. Oh shit. He's totally gonna take this the wrong way...

    "Boys. What are you two still doing out here?" He acted cool. "Lunch is over. Get to class!" Mark barked. Me and Tony both scrambled to grab our belongings and get back into the building. I ran past Mark but he stopped me, "Wait, Jack stay back for a moment please." Tony looked at me worried. I gave him a reassuring smile.

    "Head in without me, I'll catch up with you later." Tony didn't look sure, but reluctantly walked inside. I watched him leave. I turned around to see Mark staring at me. His ears were red and his eyebrows furrowed. "What's wrong love?" I asked I reached up to massage the space between his eyebrows. "You furrow your eyebrows too much. You need to relax." Mark grabbed my wrist,

    "Oh you think you're charming?" I smiled at him weakly. With my wrist still in hand he dragged me to the parking lot. I don't want to be punished again...

    I thought for a moment and remembered a self defense maneuver I could use to get him to let go. I ripped my wrist from his hand.
"You have no right!", I spat. Mark took a deep breath,
"We're going home. Right. Now." He grabbed my bicep and wrestled me into the passenger seat of his Toyota. I rolled my eyes and sighed,
"Why is he so scary?" I spoke to myself.

    "Because how else am I gonna whip you into shape?" I looked over at Mark smirking to himself. I frowned. When we pulled into my driveway I hopped out the car and ran inside. I got to the kitchen and took a second to think. What is going on?

I heard footsteps against the ceramic tile of the kitchen. I slowly turned around to see Mark, looking at me like I was his favorite meal. He bit his lip and approached me. I backed up until I was pressed up against the kitchen counter.

    Mark didn't speak a word. He just grabbed my neck and kissed me. He was sucking on my lips making them swollen. I pushed him off of me.

    "Stop! I don't like this Mark." I walked down the hall to the living room. He stopped me midway and pulled my sweatshirt off by force. He wrapped his arms around my waist and smothered me again with his lips. I groaned in pain and pleasure. No matter how angry or upset I am, If he hits the right spot my body will still react the same. "N-No!" I successfully pushed him off again. I was headed for the back door when i was shoved to the floor. Thank god its carpet. Mark laid his body on top of mine, making it hard for me to move.

    "I don't care if you have friends... but you are not allowed to get this close to them." His face was so close to mine, my eyes were crossing. He quickly leaned forward kissing my already raw lips. i pushed as hard as I could.

    "N-no! Stop!" Mark stayed still on top of me, breathing heavily. He bit his lip and glanced down at mine. He smiled smugly.

    "No. I'm not going to stop. You know why?" I stayed silent, glaring at him. He wrapped his hand around my neck, "Because from now on, your soul, your heart, ...your body..," He looked me up and down hungrily and continued, "...all belong to me." He looked at me like he wanted to eat me alive. He began to attack my neck with kisses and love bites. Labored moans escaped my lips. My breaths grew heavier and heavier every minute.

    "Ha~ hah~ ...And-And if I dont like you anymore..?" Mark stopped and hovered right next to my ear. I could feel his hot breath on my neck.

    "If you no longer loved me... I would kill you. If I cant have you... nobody else can..." My eyes widened. He had never scared me this much before. He opened his mouth wide and bit me right on the neck.

    "Aaah~! Hah- Hah-!" I turned my head. I scold myself, I know I still love him... I pushed him off of me again so that we were faced to face and i could see him clearly. "You really are obsessed..." I breathed. He smiled, tearing up,

    "Yes. I am. And it's your fault. You need to take responsibility for this." He let out a small sob and began to kiss me again. He was so rough. Completely in control. I pushed him again. Through uneven breaths I spoke,

    "Lunatic..." He looked down. He looked ashamed. "Even though you've done this to me... I still love you..." I said more to myself than to him. He smiled. I began to sob underneath him. He left gentle kisses from the tip of my nose to my collar bone. I sobbed as he sat me up and removed my shirt. He seemed so happy, while I was crying. I weeped silently as he made love to me.