Jack pov

I woke up to my face being licked. I sit up quickly to see Mark's dog next to me, I think her name was Chica. I laugh as she links me again.
"Ok ok I'm up ye nasty," I chuckle as I look to the bedside tables, seeing an empty plate with a few bread crumbs on it.
Well, whatever was on that plate was in Chica's stomach now, oh well.
I got up and walked downstairs, seeing Mark in the living room.
"Hey, how was your sandwich,"
"Uh, it was great. Thanks," I lie, not wanting Chica to get in trouble.
He smiles and pats the space next to him. I walk closer and sit next to him.
We sit there for a while just watching TV quietly.
"Hey, wanna go to the park?" Mark asks breaking the silence.
My face lights up a bit, "sure," I say getting up to get dressed.
I pick out some nice walking clothes and slip on my vans.
I walk outside the room to find Mark waiting by the door with Chica on a leash.
"Ready to go?" I nod, we leave the house and start walking to the park.
When we get there we decide to sit on a bench to catch our breaths. Mark pulls out a tennis ball and throws it, Chica quickly bounding after it.
They do this for a bit before he hands me the ball and do the same.
We stand up, deciding to play a game of catch.
We stand a good distance apart from eachother and throw eachother the ball, Chica going back and forth between us trying to catch the ball.
We both laugh as we see the dog going back and forth and tripping sometimes.
For the first time in a while. I was genuinely happy.
Mark said that he wanted to go grab something by the house and told me to wait here with Chica.
I nod to him as I keep playing with the dog.
About ten minutes later Mark comes back with a picnic basket and blanket.
"Lunch time," he hums and he places the blanket and food on the ground, next to a pretty little stream.
I looks fown at all the food he brought: strawberries, sandwiches, a salad, biscuits, packets of crisps and some juice.
He must have been in such a hurry to do all this in such a short time.
"Thank you, really," I smile up at him.
"No problem. C'mon, let's eat," I sit down and start chowing down on the food. We finish almost all the food except for one strawberry, I reach to grab it but instead feel warm skin. I look down and see Mark had the same idea, I take my hand back and blush.
"It's ok You can have it Mark," I say smiling.
"Nonsense you have it,"
"No you,"
"No you," we argue like this until Mark picks up the strawberry and a knife, cuts it in half and gives me the one half. I thank him as I eat the half of the sweet fruit.
After some time of sitting, watching the duck's in the river and talking, we decided to pack up and head home.
As we were walking Chica decided to bump my side, making me stumble into Mark. I looked up at him and blushed, i regained my feeling and apologied.
When we got home we plopped down on the couch.
It was still the in the afternoon so we decided to watch some cartoons together.
After a few hours it started getting dark and my stomach growled.
He chuckled as he got up.
"Let's go make something for dinner," he said walking to the kitchen, I got up and followed him.
I stood on one side of the counter while he stood on the other side, rummaging through the cutlery drawer.
"So, what do you want for dinner?" he asks, taking out a big kitchen knife.
I fell down on my arse and scurried to the corner and started to cry.
"N-NO.... P-PLEASE IM SORRY....DONT HURT ME ILL BE GOOD," I shouted as I held my head in my knees.
I heard the sound of something metal clattering on the floor and footsteps heading towards me.
I started shaking like crazy.
I felt strong hands hold me as I cried, "Hey, Hey. Shhhhh, it's ok, no one's gonna hurt you," he comforted me as he rubbed circles on my back.
I started calming down a bit.
"Jack, why would you think I would ever hurt you?" he asks looking worried.
I sniffle as u stand up, I start crying again as I take my shirt off, revealing the scars peppered all over my body.
I looked up to see a shocked Mark that was in tears as he saw them all, he looked even more shocked at the quite fresh ones.
"J-jack. Who did this to you?" he asks shakily as he gently takes one of my arms in his hands.
"S-some of them were from my ex boyfriend...... Others are from me," I say looking down at them all, feeling ashamed.
"Oh Jack," he says as he crys again and brings me into an embrace.
"I'm s-so sorry this happened to you Jack, you don't deserve any of it," he cries.
"It's ok Mark, others...... Others have it way worse than me," I Choke up as I say that.
He takes one of my arms and examine it, then, he starts kissing each and every scar, I started to blushes.
"M-mark it's ok...you don't have to worry about me,"
After kissing each scar on each arm he looks up at me.
"I want to make you feel better.
I want to make you feel like you matter, because you do matter," he says to me and I start tearing up again.
He takes his thumb and wipes away the tears rolling down my cheeks.
He gives me a sad but encourageing smile before he starts leaning in towards me.
I started leaning in too, I closed my eyes as we kissed.
It wasn't a lustful, passionate kiss, it was more of a kiss of pure and true love.
For the first time in years.
I felt my heart crack with love and trust instead of pain and sadness

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