(Jack's P.O.V.)


It's been five days since I've returned to Ireland and Mark and I have created a schedule basically. We either talk on the phone or Skype every four days. The first day was when I got off the plane, so now I get to talk to Mark for the first time since then! We also scheduled a time. Every time it's either phone call at seven or Skype at five, my time. Most of the time we Skype. Though, it can get a little tricky seeing as there's an eight hour time difference between Athlone and L.A.. We figure it out though. It works! And that's what matters! I plug my headphones into my laptop, opening up Skype. As soon as I do I get a call from Mark, and not even after one ring do I answer. I smile as soon as his face pops up on screen.

"Mark!" I yell, happier then I have been all day.

"Oh god please spare me." Anti whispers in the back of my mind. He hates how much I talk to and about Mark, which is understandable on his part. He hates me and Mark and I talk about Mark a lot. Mark smiles, his happiness showing.

"Jack!" He yells back. I laugh, finding that the small labeling joke is actually funnier then I meant for it too. Mark laughs as well. "God, even though it's only been a few days since I last talked to you... It feels like a lifetime." He says, earning a nod in return.

"Definitely. We're gonna have to get used to this though. We can't travel all the time." I say. He sighs, nodding sadly.

"I just wished we lived closer to each other." He says with a small smile. I return the smile.

"Yeah, I understand what you mean. But we'll make it work. We'll do trips every once and a while, but other than that... We'll make it work." I say. He full on smiles with that.

"Yeah we will." He says.

"We'll see about that." Anti comments.

"Shut up." I say in return. He chuckles but says nothing more.

"So what's been up with you lately?" Mark asks, snapping me back to wonderful, gorgeous reality. I sigh, shrugging.

"Nothing much. I got back to my normal recording schedule, my usual screwed up sleep schedule..." Mark laughs at this "Over all, even though I miss you, I'm happy to be home." I say, smiling. He smiles as well.

"Well I'm happy about that. I miss you too but I know you were ready to get back to the normal." He says. My smile grows a bit.

"But there is never a normal when it comes to us." I say. He thinks about this for a second, tilting his head to the side. Then he nods slowly.

"Yeah... That's true..." He says, actually thinking about it which just makes me laugh. "I guess what I meant was your normal routine. That doesn't necessarily imply that you have a normal life." He says then, smiling ever so slightly. Now it's my turn to think. I do just that.

"I guess that's right." I say. Mark scoffs.

"Of course it's right! I'm always right!" He says, making me laugh.

"Oh really Mister-Septiplier-Will-Never-Happen?" I ask, making him turn bright red, which makes me laugh even more.

"Well......Maybe not all the time." He says, laughing along with me. We just sit there laughing for a good minute or so until our laughing is interrupted. By someone on Mark's end of the call.

"Hey Mark?" I hear a woman, and soon see her. She walks into the room, looking half asleep. She wears really short black shorts and one of Mark's shirts. I narrow my eyes. No... No I don't think...

"Yeah babe?" He asks and my eyes go wide. I... I can't...

"Where's the coffee?" She asks, rubbing her one eye. Mark laughs.

"Downstairs in the right hand cabinet. Why are you so tired?" He asks then. She looks at him with a slight smile.

"You kept me up all night." She says then, making my eyes grow wider.

"Even I didn't expect that." Anti says and I nod ever so slightly. Mark turns red again.

"Sorry." He shrugs with a smile. She waves it off.

"No, no, it was fun." She says and then walks over, hugging Mark and leaving a kiss on the top of his head before walking out of the room. Mark then looks back at the camera, still slightly pink. He sees my shocked and sad expression and his eyes narrow in concern, the almond brown eyes I love so much.

"Jack? What's wrong?" He asks but I don't say nor do anything. Instead, all I do is move my hand just enough to end the call. I can't believe it. I can't believe Mark cheated... I just can't believe it... I hear my phone buzz on the desk, but I don't pay attention. It just keeps buzzing, about a total of four or five times. Eventually it stops. But I just sit there, tears streaming down my face. I put my head in my hands, no longer trying to hold back my tears, I just sob. He cheated, Mark cheated. I can't believe it, I don't want to believe it...

"Jack don't do anything stupid." Is all Anti says, probably worried I'll cut again. Which, I'm not gonna lie, I want to. But I know Mark wouldn't want me too, which is why I (probably) won't. God! I can't believe Mark cheated... Why? Why did this happen? I just sit in silence, listening only to my sobs and quiet cries as to why Mark did this to me.