(Jack's P.O.V.)


It's the next day and I haven't done anything. I haven't recorded, I haven't gone out of the apartment. I haven't even checked my phone. I probably should. I know there'll be texts from Mark on there. Just the thought of him sends tears to my eyes. I still can't believe he cheated, and on a girl too. He probably just said he loved me since I was upset and wanted to leave. Then moved on to someone he really loved after I left. But if that's the case... Then why did he seem to care so much? Why did he show so much love and affection towards me? Sure, it could just be fake, and I'd rather think that then that he cheated, but I really don't think so.

I sigh, closing my eyes. I'm laying on my bed, have been for the past few hours. I sleep in and out, asleep one minute, awake the next. But no matter what state I'm in, I can't get him off of my mind... Screw it. I'm just gonna check my phone. I open my eyes slowly, rolling over onto my side. I grab my phone off the nightstand, hesitantly unlocking it. I go to messages and find that no one has tried contacting me... Except for Mark. Three missed calls, four missed Skype calls, and six text messages. I open the messages, reading each and every one.

5:07 PM                                                                                                                                                                             Mark: Hey, why'd you drop the call? Are you upset?

5:09 PM                                                                                                                                                                               Mark: I take it by the silence you are. Upset about what?

Mark: I don't... Oh crap! Jack... I didn't... It's not what you think!

Mark: Jack, we need to talk. Please! I'm sorry for what you saw!

5:14 PM                                                                                                                                                                              Mark: Oh god I screwed up... I can't believe it...

5:23 PM                                                                                                                                                                               Mark: I love you

I just stare at the last message. "I love you"... I love him too... And right now I wish I didn't. But I'm so happy I do... God, why is life so sucky? I put my phone down on the bed, once again closing my eyes. I cover my face with my hands, sighing softly. What should I do? Should I call him? Talk to him? Try to figure it out? I don't know. It's about eleven AM over there right now. He'd probably be on Skype. But do I want to? I don't even know if I believe him, or if I want to believe him. God...

Eventually I take my hands away, opening my eyes and sitting up. I walk over to my desk, my legs weak from being in bed for so long. I sit down in my office chair, turning my computer on. I go to Skype, going to Mark's contact afterwards. It says he's online, and since Mark never forgets to change his status, it means he'll answer. I just stare at it for a minute.

Okay Jack, on the count of three just press the call button. I say to myself, my mouse hovering over the call button. 1... Do I believe him? 2... Should I believe him? 3... Doesn't matter now. I push the video call button, and pretty much as soon as I do Mark answers.

"Jack! Thank god you called. I'm so sorry." He says. I don't say anything, I just stare with a straight face. He doesn't look any better than me, upset and broken. I nod a bit, still not saying anything. He just stares back at me, smiling a small bit.

"What did you want to talk about?" I ask softly. My voice sounds way different when I'm upset, and I don't like it. I can practically see Mark's mood sadden even more once he hears me talk. That just makes me dislike it even more.

"Jack I did not have an affair with that girl." He says, and even though he isn't, I can hear it in his voice that he's just begging and hoping that I believe him. I nod a bit.

"What about everything you said?" I ask hesitantly. Mark smiles a small bit.

"It was all a misunderstanding." He says.

"What you called her?" I ask. I don't want "it was a misunderstanding", I want answers and explanations.

"That's her nickname. Babe, with a capitol B. My mom calls her that, my brother calls her that, everyone calls her that." He says, his smile growing ever so slightly. I don't know if I should believe him, but I really want too.

"She was wearing your clothes." I say. He nods.

"She needed somewhere to stay and all her clothes are filthy, so I let her borrow some of mine." He says. It all seems rock solid, right? Right... I think...

"What about keeping her up all night?" I ask, making Mark chuckle.

"Okay, one, you are sick." He says and I just shrug. It makes sense why I'm thinking what I am. It really does. "Two, she's a game nerd like us. We stayed up till, like, four playing video games." He says. I just have to believe him, I love him to much not too. But this hurt so much, and I don't know if it was real or not. If what he's saying is true. I think Mark picks up on this. "And Jack?" I look up again, not realizing that I was looking at the ground. He smiles ever so slightly.

"She's my cousin." He says. Oh. "Hey Babe! Can you come in here?" He yells out the door. Soon the same woman walks in and I realize... She looks a hell of a lot like Mark.

"Yeah huh?" She asks, walking up to him. She puts a hand on his shoulder.

"This is Jack." He says, nodding towards his screen. The woman, Babe, looks over and smiles a bit.

"Oh! So this is the boyfriend you've been sobbing over the past twenty-four hours." She says, looking at Mark with a smirk. I smile a bit, happy that I wasn't the only one sobbing. Mark just blushes.

"Well... Yeah... That's him..." He says quietly. I wave a bit.

"Hi." I say. She smiles.

"Hey. Listen, Jack, one, I love your videos." She says, making me smile more.

"Thank you." I say. She nods.

"You're welcome. Second, I'm really, really sorry about the impression I gave off yesterday. I was half asleep and didn't realize that Mark was talking to someone. I'm sure anyone who heard that would've thought we were dating. But I am sorry, really truly." She says. My smile grows.

"Thank you for the apology. I understand. And I forgive you. I just wish I waited for an explanation before getting so worked up." I say, chuckling. Mark's mood seems to have perked up a bit. If I had to guess, it's because I perked up. Babe nods.

"And last, I think you and Mark will be really happy together. He really loves you. You know that?" She says, smiling slightly. Mark's blush increases and my smile is no longer a grin but a gentle smile, the one I always wear when I'm around Mark.

"Yeah." I say, turning to Mark. "I really do." I say, and his smile grows. Babe nods, sighing.

"Alright. I'll let you two talk. I'll be downstairs." She says and leaves the room, softly closing the door behind her. It's silent between Mark and I for a second. Then Mark talks.

"I do really love you. And I always will." He says, looking at me with a smile. I sigh, the smile refusing to leave my face.

"I love you too. Forever and always." I say, my smile growing with each word. I'm so glad we figured this out, and quickly too.

"God I wish I could kiss you right now." Mark says, making me laugh. His smile grows. "Hey I'm not lying." He says. I nod.

"I know. I'm not either. I'd say the exact same thing." I say. His smile grows but then falls, his happy expression going to slightly concerned.

"Jack... I know you were really upset when you saw that, especially since I know how I felt and I actually knew the whole story..." He starts, speaking softly. I think I know where this is heading. "You didn't..." I cut him off, shaking my head.

"No. No I didn't cut or anything. No worries." I smile, and Mark sighs, smiling as well.

"Alright. Just wanted to make sure. I love you." He says and my smile grows.

"I love you too Markimoo." I say, making him blush slightly. I'm so happy right now. I just wish I hadn't lied.