Jack pov

It's been a few months since the first day of school and the end of the semester was only three days away. As much as I love this school, it will be nice to visit my family and friends. I was currently seated on my bed, earphones blasting music while sketching a picture of flowers that I saw on campus today.
Mark has finally started warming up to me, talking to me about stuff other than how annoying I am. He is still a massive douche, just not as bad.
I hope we become friends and... maybe something more later. I smile and blush lightly at the thought. But he does have a girlfriend though, Amy, sweet girl, much nicer than her boyfriend. I suddenly hear the door slam open, showing Mark and said girlfriend practically sucking each other's faces off. I clear my throat and they looked at me surprised.
"Out."
"But-."
"Now!" Mark shouts and I quickly shuffle off my bed with all my stuff, walking to the door.
"Remember to use protection," I tease before walking Out, hearing Amy giggle before the door was slammed shut.
Well now what?
I don't really feel like going to the library and I've been kicked out my room so the two love birds could have some funky time together. I sigh as I start walking to James's dorm, my heart aching slightly for some reason.
I knock on his door a few minutes later and he opens it, smiling apon seeing my face.
"Hey Sean, to what so I owe this pleasant surprised?" He asks before moving out the way for me to come in.
"My roommate kicked me out so that he and his girlfriend could have some alone time," I chuckle and he does too as he closes the door behind me.
"Well my roommate is out doing some shit and won't be back till tonight so you can stay here as long as you like." I thank him before looking around, never having been here before. I could clearly tell which side was his from the messy bed and band posters stuck on his wall.
"Nice decorating," I laugh before falling down on the bed and making myself comfortable.
"Scooch over," he chuckles and I move so that he had space to lay next to me. We stare up at the ceiling for a while before James breaks the silence.
"Sean, can I ask you something?"
"Sure bud," I say looking at him and he sits up on his elbow, facing me.
"Are you gay?" He asks and I chuckle lightly.
"Bit of a random question there," he chuckles nervously, scratching his cheek.
"But yes, I am," I answer and he looks up happily before smirking at me.
"Good," he says before suddenly pinning me down and kissing me roughly. I gasp and try pulling away, but his hands travel to my wrists and hold them firmly. He pulls away, smirking widely as he starts kissing down my neck.
"James what are you doing stop!" I yell, thrashing all over only for him to press his weight down to stop my body from moving.
"I loved you the second I saw you Sean, I've been waiting for this moment for months," he whispers in my ear before biting it. I whimper and fight back the urge to gag as one hand starts going all over my body. I finally get one hand free and slap him across the cheek. His head snaps to the side as I do and he touches his cheek softly on the spot where I hit it. He looks down at me with fury filled eyes and I shrink under his gaze, immediately realizing my mistake.
"I wanted to do this the easy way Sean, but you've forced my hand," he says biting down on my collarbone, making me cry out in pain.
That had to leave a mark.
"P-please... stop," I whisper as a tear rolls out my eye.
"Your so gorgeous Sean," I shiver as he says my name, I hated him saying it now, it felt like an insult on his tongue. He started playing with the button on my jeans before ripping them off completely to leave me only in my shirt and underwear. I squeaked, feeling helpless as he grinded against me, me not enjoying it at all.
"You'll learn to love me one day," he smirks, lightly slapping my ass.
"Your sick," I growl and he just chuckles before going down and biting the inside of my thigh.
He was about to slip my underwear off but I got one leg out from under him and kicked him off me and off the bed. I quickly scurried up, putting on my jeans and running to the door. I look back at him one last time on the floor, tears and betrayal written on my face. I frantically open it and Sprint down the hall, hearing James calling from behind me. I don't know when I started crying but by the time I got to my room, my cheeks were wet.

Mark pov

Amy already left, being mad at me for not being "focused" while we were having sex. I rolled my eyes and layed on my bed, my thoughts pondering on if I actually loved her anymore. I hear the door open and the slam shut and look up to be met with a tear stricken Jack.
"What's wrong?" I ask worried as I get off my bed and walk up to him.
"N-nothing," he says in a croaky voice, trying to wipe the tears off his face. I try putting my hand on his shoulder bit he flinches away, looking at me with fearful, glazed over eyes. He looks back down before walking to his bed, sitting down and curling up into a ball.
"Jack," I call and he ignores me.
"Jack," he ignores me still.
"Sean!"
"Don't call me that!" He snaps, more tears falling down.
I was about to ask why until I heard a hard knocking on the door.
"Sean open up!" I hear James's voice and look back to Jack, who looked as pale as a sheet when he heard his voice. I walked to the door and opened it slightly, only to feel James trying to push through.
"Where's Sean?" He growls at me, I look back to see Jack crawled up in a corner shaking his head frantically.
"He's not here," I say turning back.
"Bullshit I saw him running in here!" He spits as he tries again to push through, he may be strong, but I was stronger and held the door firm.
"Unless you want me calling the principle for attempt of breaking into my room, I suggest you move along," I smirk at his irritation.
He growls before pushing off the door and stomping away, I close it and make sure it's locked.
"He's gone now," I say turning back to Jack as I see he let's out a sigh of relief, but still looked really tense.
I walked up to him and sat in front of him, holding his shoulder gently. I notice a bite mark on his collarbone and look at him worriedly, "who did this to you?" He immediately wrapped his arms around me and sobbed into my chest. I held him tightly to me, picking him up and sitting him on my lap as he shakes from the sobs. I run my hand through his hair and rubbed circles on his back to comfort him. After a good five minutes of us sitting there he finally stopped crying, just holding onto me like his life depended on it.
"Now... tell me what happened."

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