THIS CHAPTER! IS GOING TO BE FILLED WITH A FEW TIME SKIPS (OR JUST ONE) AND IT'S GONNA BE AS LONG AS I WANT IT TO BE!!! >:D......Okay? ^w^

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--= Mark's + POV =--

Why does he seem so fragile? I feel like I have to hold in my breath whenever I'm around him because even the slightest disturbance or change could shatter him. Almost as if he were some, fragile child's toy. A collectable. A worn out book. They've broken him. The way he looks when his eyes are closed, it's so peaceful.

It's so happy. So relieved. I want to use every ounce of my power to make sure he lives a happy life, but there is so much wrong with him I don't even have a clue where to begin helping. The problems he has, aren't going to be solved by therapy and definitely not on his own. He has such short time, it makes me worry.

It makes me fear. The party's tonight though, and both of us are going whether we want to or not. I'll wake Jack up when I believe it's time to stop delaying. Which is more than likely going to be around five. My lips tucked into a frown to see Jack roll over on his side and ignore the rest of the world.

Jack's face contorted and scrunched up, then instantly relaxed, already back to normal. Looking Jack up and down for a few moments to make sure he was alright, when I realised he would probably be okay, I turned around and headed to the bathroom just across from our bedroom.

Snatching up an outfit I found fit, I gave one last glance at Jack before walking out deciding to keep both the shower and bedroom door opened. Stripping myself from the clothing, a flicker of eye contact smacked between my reflection and I, taking in and remembering what I resembled as.

My hands working on their own in efficiency, they turned the knob causing the water to spout out from the pores of the shower head and turned it left so the water shifted to a much nicer, warmer temperature. Hesitation not existing at this moment, I hopped in greedily and soaked up all the heat.

Cleaning myself thoroughly while keeping an ear out for Jack's voice or any noise that cued he was awake.

I didn't want to leave him alone.

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--= Jack's + POV =--

Our feet tapping against the pavement were the only sound that came out of a part of our bodies other than the breaths we were forced to take. My chest rose and fell heavily, feeling as if it were twenty tons instead of less than one. My lips were arched into a frown, and from what I could tell Mark's were too.

Nobody said anything. I didn't, and Mark didn't either. The voices buzzed quietly at the back of my head, bickering and screaming at one another, not bothering to come and torture me since I was going to be at the party. They didn't need to scare me. I was already terrified out of my mind.

My tooth hooked onto my lower lip and sank deep into it causing a small bit of blood to swash into my mouth. Cringing, I could see from the corner of my eye Mark turn his head to look at me but I bolted my gaze the other way in a hurry. I know I must be making it really awkward, but I really just want to go back home with Mark...

His hand seemed so welcoming and alluring. The urge to hold it before walking into the building of the party almost overwhelmed me. My fingers reached out, trying to connect with his, but before it could even skim his skin yells, blasting music and cheers filled the air like a blast of air not being seen.

Goosebumps sprawling across my skin, my heart skipped a beat and as my eyes grew wide I could hear the sound of chuckling coming from beside me. Frowning, I shifted my position to glare at Mark but faltered to see he was running up ahead to a group of guys who were hanging out on the outside of a huge house.

I didn't even know they made houses this big... Dragging my sorry ass over to Mark, he grinned encouragingly at me and motioned to the door suggesting I go in. Nodding hesitantly, I gave him one last longing glance before mourning my way over to the door. The door was fucking huge!

It was three times the size of me, even Felix wouldn't be able to hit the top of THAT doorway. My eyes sinking down to the door knob which was at the height of my bottom rib, I reluctantly pushed it open and felt my heart fly out of my mouth when I saw the amount of people inside of the mansion.

Of course it would seem like a normal bunch, but the mass amount that were spread everywhere just made me have the urge to grab a gun and shoot myself. I knew it was a party I just didn't know there was going to be so many people around. I just wonder where Felix is... I know Mark's outside, he abandoned me.

Probably wants to get wasted off of his ass so he can get rid of me without any guilt when he feels like it. All I want is to be back on the flip side, it was nice and quiet there. No voices, no people, no alcohol. I just want to be by myself with someone I trust. All I want is to be with somebody who understands and if that isn't possible than nobody at all.

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--= Felix's + POV =--

The door creaked open and in hopes of seeing Jack, my joy burst through my chest to see he was there, which made me absolutely happy, but as a bonus Mark wasn't hounding as his guard dog by his side! Talk about a score. I love Mark, I really do. He's a nice, responsible guy, but at the party of Cry's where it was literally made to make moves and get drunk, 

this boy is as good as anybody's. Free and absolutely adorable for the taking. Besides, Mark's probably getting a break from him by getting drunk with his weed buddies who always seem so high. Either that or they are insanely weird. Most likely? Both. 

My eyes finding their way over instinctively to stare at Cry, I found him gazing at the crowd of people, scanning the groups of closer friends, the third wheelers trying to bond in the corner by the food, even the few who snuck their way out of the huge entrance and halls and into smaller corridors or bedrooms where they could get down for business. 

Cry always has an eye on people. Especially at parties that are at his domain. Strolling my way over to Cry, his eyes locked instantly onto the movement and I could see his expression fall into one of loathing through that mask of his, 

already knowing I was planning on doing something. A brick hitting me in the head, allowing thoughts to flow, I chose the one that seemed fit and perfect, I opened my mouth about to pronounce the idea but he cut me off not caring. 

"What do you want me to do this time Felix?" Closing my lips together, I felt a smile warm my face knowing that I couldn't hide anything from him. Setting a hand down onto his forearm, I nudged my head in the direction of the entrance of the mansion but all he did as a response was raise his eyebrow, not entirely fond of following that certain direction right away. 

Scanning me to see if it was any half assed bullshit prank, he gave up realising he wouldn't find anything and turned his head following the direction where Jack was. Cry not seeing anything unusual for a second, my hope faltered until I saw his eyes shoot open wide when they landed on Jack and I swear I saw his eyes shine through that mask when his stare landed on Jack. 

Cry whipping his head back towards me, his lips parting trying to say something, I merely nodded knowing the answer was more than likely going to be yes and faster than I could blink he skipped down the steps as quick as he could making his way through the crowd and over to Jack. In quite a while, to be honest? I've never seen him this happy, and it's pretty god damned adorable. 

I studied Cry lead his way through the mass amount of people, weaving in between openings and around groups of people I leaned onto my tiptoes trying to get a better view. Frowning, realising I couldn't see Cry anymore, my feet managed to carry me up the stairs that led to all the dorms and stood at the top to catch the scenario. 

Anticipation rising, my eyes widened and as Cry was within arms reach of Jack, my heart stammered to a stop and anticipation shredded into panic to see Cry trip over his own ignorant feet and fly right into Jack sending them both tumbling to the ground.

Jack's spine slamming into the carpet I flinched to see him arch his back. Cry falling semi gracefully onto Jack, a worried frown tugged onto my lips to see them lay still. Both of them not moving an inch, I strained my hearing knowing it was useless but did it anyways since there weren't any signs of them doing anything else.

Muttering curses under my breath, I gave up and just decided to examine the scenario. The people at the party didn't pay attention to the accident since they were already used to seeing Cry trip over himself whether it was by accident or mistake. But as soon as Cry slipped himself gently off of Jack, he extended a hand to help him up, and my heart exploded to see both of them didn't let go of one another's hands.

Seeing a smile present on both of their lips and a shine just the same as Cry's twinkling inside of his eyes.

I am a god damn genius.