(Mark's P.O.V.)

Jack and I are just sitting on the couch in silence. It's been, maybe, five minutes since whatever happened, happened. I still don't even know what that was... Not really. That's probably how I should start a conversation.

"Jack... What was that?" I ask, looking over at him. He sighs.

"Anti-Jack. Or Anti. He's an evil bastard who lives in my mind. He comes out every once and a while, causes chaos. He's been around for about seven months." He explains. I nod, not once taking my gaze away from him.

"That's interesting. Different." I say. Jack nods a bit and it's once again silent. I finally look away.

"Mark, I know about Dark." He says then, forcing me to look at him. I chuckle.

"Yeah, everyone does." I say and he shakes his head.

"No, I mean, I know that he's real. That he isn't a joke." He says and I'm staring wide-eyed.

"W...What?" I ask.

"Welp. We're busted." Dark says.

"Seriously, shut up." I say. He does. Jack chuckles.

"Well, I mean, Anti knows about Dark and then told me. He kept trying to get me to try to get Dark to come out but I said that I wouldn't do that to you." He says. I nod, looking back at the ground.

"Thank you." I say. He nods.

"Thank you." He says then and I nod the same way he did. It's once again silent.

"Jack... When you were cutting..." I say, and he sighs.

"Anti was making threats and it really started getting to my head." He says and I nod.

"He hasn't said anything about you yet." Dark says and I scowl ever so slightly.

"Do you want me to kill you?" I ask and he laughs.

"You can't." He says and I shrug ever so slightly. I know he's right, I'm not happy about it, but I know he's right.

"Shut up." I hear Jack growl and I look over at him to see him talking to the side. I smile.

"You haven't learned how to talk in your mind?" I ask. Jack looks at me shocked, then shakes his head.

"No. I'm afraid that if I do he'll hear my thoughts too. And that's the last thing I want." He says and I nod.

"I understand your fear. I mean, I thought the same thing. But they can't hear your thoughts, no matter what. It's only when you purposefully talk that they'll hear it. Aka, when the author puts quotation marks around italic sentences." I say, smiling. The author quietly scolds me for breaking the fourth wall.

"What?" Jack asks. I shake my head, waving it off.

"Nothing, nothing." I say making him shrug.

"Okay..." He says and leaves it at that.

"Seriously though, you should learn how to talk in your head. It'll make life a lot easier." I say. He nods, agreeing.

"Yeah. There were a few times while in a Skype call Anti would be talking and you guys would be talking and all I wanted to do was yell SHUT UP!" He yells, also aiming the "shut up" at Anti I assume. I wait for a second, mostly for Jack to talk again but he stays silent. Alright.

"Jack, I know that you probably don't want to speak about this anymore but... What made Anti so... Hateful towards me? Especially with the "insults" you supposedly said." I say, looking at him. He looks at me with wide-eyes.

"I never said any of that." He says quickly, and I nod, laughing a bit.

"I know, I know. I was just wondering why he was like that." I say, smiling a bit. Jack sighs, looking down at the ground.

"I um... I said something." He says in response. I frown a bit.

"What did you say?" I ask. He closes his eyes, not saying a word. At first I wonder whether he will at all or not. And then... He mumbles something. I frown.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you." I say, trying to get him to speak up.

"I told him..." He mumbles again, a little clearer. I think I heard "you" in there.

"What?" I ask again, now more confused then before.

"I told him I love you!" He yells, making me jump back a bit in surprise. However, once I contemplate what he said, I just stare with wide eyes. "I told him I love you." Jack says again, quieter.

"I told you so." Dark says but I'm to shocked to say shut up. I'm to shocked to do... anything. Jack stands up.

"I'll get my stuff and get out." Is all he says, walking away slowly, sadly. Wait... No. No! No, he isn't going anywhere! I mean, where would he go? But that's not the real reason I want him to stay... Isn't it? I get up, grabbing his wrist. He stops, not bothering to fight against me. He turns, staring at me with a slight frown. I open my mouth to speak but he shakes his head.

"No Mark, let me talk." He says and I do so. "Mark do you know how much it hurts me to listen to every joke, every remark, every tease, to know that that is what it is to you. Only a joke. Emphasis on the word "joke"." He says, quoting me from that day. I didn't even know how harsh it sounded. Wait... That's what was about me. The jokes... The way I made it sound... I shake my head.

"I'm so... So sorry." I say quietly, and he just shrugs. I'm still holding onto his wrist, I don't necessarily want to let go. Am I really gonna do this? Ah, screw it.

(Jack's P.O.V.)

I stare at Mark, and he stares at me. It's completely silent. I didn't want to just shrug at his apology. Truth be told, I don't forgive him, not completely. That comment really hurt me, and I wish he could take it back, apologize and it would all be fine. It probably could. If it weren't for the fact that I still love him and that he'll just keep making comments and jokes. I mean, I guess I can't blame him. It is him. The him I fell in love with.

I sigh softly, waiting for him to let go of my wrist. But he doesn't. Instead he just holds onto my wrist tighter and pulls me closer to him. The result: his lips on mine. I just stand there in complete and utter shock. W... What? In only a second I'm kissing back, happy beyond belief. The kiss lasts a few seconds and then we break apart, Mark practically jumping away from me. He lets go of my wrist, looking to the side.

"So... Wanna play some video games or something?" He asks. I just stare at him. What?! After that?! He's just gonna pretend that never happened?! He turns and looks at me and I think he notices my expression. We stare at each other for two seconds. And then my hands are around his neck, one of his arms on my waist, the other on the back of my head. I smile, I can't help it.

I mean, for seven months I've liked Mark, seven months I've wished only to be with him. I tried to forget him, focus on my girlfriend, but that didn't last long. No, I couldn't stay with her. I just wanted Mark. Even though I knew it probably would never happen. And yet here we are. I can't believe it! I just can't believe it. Mark pulls back, smiling. He rests his forehead against mine, and my smile grows only slightly.

"Jack... I'm sorry I made you suffer. I'm sorry I hurt you. But I won't ever hurt you again. Cause I love you." He says and I close my eyes, crying tears of joy.

"I love you too." I say, opening my eyes.

"Only four days. We only get this for four days." Mark sighs and I laugh a bit.

"I guess we'll just have to Skype more." I say and we kiss once more before settling down with some video games.