--= Mark's + POV =--

My eyelids fluttered open, and the darkness of my room was somewhat illuminated by the sunlight trying to shove itself through the blinds and into the room to hurt my eyes even more. My head pounded heavily, and the strings that tried to tug everything together and remember what exactly happened last night weren't functioning. 

I tilted my head to the left and on the night stand I saw two things, a glass of water, and two pills probably for the headache. How much did I exactly drink last night? That is probably a good question most won't know, I don't even remember much of last night, it must've been one hell of a party.

 Put onto autopilot my feet swung out from below me and landed on soft ground as my right hand grasped the glass of water and my left snatched up the two pills. Plopping the pills into my mouth, I downed the drugs with water and once I swallowed, could already feel myself easing up on tension.

 A sigh escaping a pair of lips I owned, I stood up and sauntered my way heavily and lazily through the bedroom door, through the hallway and managing to seat myself down not thinking onto a chair.

 I didn't instantly recognise it, but when I opened my eyes more after I yawned I realised Jack was in the Kitchen cooking breakfast, his back facing towards me. A sloppy grin placing itself onto my lips, I yawned once more, then began to speak. 

"Good morning beautiful." I purred, my voice rising yet again on a yawn. Waiting for Jack to turn around and grin at me, chuckle as he continued doing his work or just straight up reply to me I frowned to realise he was not going to. 

Unease erupting inside of me slightly, stirring itself, I jostled it down calmly and found myself asking again for reassurance, doubting Jack would ignore me entirely. 

"How did you sleep?" The grin was on my face, but instead of delight I was now only keeping it up by the shreds of terror and fear that suddenly bestowed itself upon me. 

Jack continued saying nothing, and in fact while he was cutting up vegetables he slammed the knife down rather harshly once I called his name for the third time now, obviously giving me the signs he didn't want to talk causing my mind to go into worry mode. 

Did I do something wrong? I don't think I did anything I remembered, wait, last night....I must have done something...Hurt him maybe? Or......Another thing........Am I naked? 

No, I'm wearing boxers. But I could've put those in before I went to bed, or Jack.... oh my god what if he saw my love rocket! Oh no!...I am so scared right now I seriously think I might have raped a psycho while I was drunk. Uh oh. This is bad this is really bad! AGH! Why can't I think right! 

Cause you fucked a psycho. 

Maybe it felt good? NO! BAD MIND! BAD PERVERTED MIND! SADISTIC SKITTLED BRAIN!

"So when are you taking me?" Jack's clear, accented voice sliced through the thoughts in my brain all except for the dirty ones, and once he said those words I instantly felt my cheeks flush and the blood behind my face rose in temperature increasingly so.

"Taking you..Where?" I stammered, Jack looking me up and down, trying to see if I was okay in mental health he shook his head and turned his back towards me continuing making breakfast. I didn't bother to look at whatever he was cooking, I know it was going to turn out delicious no matter which way he made it.

"Back to the asylum."

"......Jack, why would I take you back to the asylum?"

"Because I want to go back." Jack answered, his voice slithered down from a casual tone into one that was made out of icy water. It made my stomach squirm in discomfort, but I toughened it out and stared at Jack trying to comprehend why in the world he would even think about wanting to go back.

"But why? Did something go wrong last night?"

"Are you fucking kidding?" The cold laughter inside of his voice earned a jump from my heart, and for the sound of his accent to grow thicker when he was pissed. A hand raising itself to try and reach towards him, I thought better of it and placed it on the back of my head instead, catching my lower lip with the teeth on the top set.

"I don't remember most of it Jack...." I trailed on, hoping he would do something like give me some answers, and he definitely did. With a sigh, he stabbed the knife into the cutting board where it sat straight up and when he turned to stare at me and then I could see why he sounded upset, he looked as if he were about to murder me.

"Fine, then let me summarise, you ditched me, ignored me and made me go in on my own because your booze buddies were lounging around like lazy asses outside, so I find Felix and Cry, I hang out with Cry and I get a friend, I feel comfortable, 

I feel great, next thing I know you burst in yelling and screeching and you beat the ever living shit out of my new made friend aka, the host of the party and I dragged your sorry ass back home where I told you that you disappointed me and I wanted to go back to the asylum. I still do."

The list of things he said jostled inside me, but that still didn't explain why I was in my boxers, did he change me? Heat suppressing my face, spreading out and across my forehead I struggled to keep it under control and kept carelessly poking curious questions at him that I felt should be reassured and answered.

"Oh...... Did I.....Do anything else afterwards?" When Jack looked my way, I could see a tinge of pink flutter around in his cheeks, but as soon as I blinked, the discomfort, shy, and blushing Jack was instantly replaced with those blue eyes made out of oceanic steel. His tone of voice probably even colder.

"No, but you were fucking annoying."

"Sorry." My head tipping itself down, we stayed like that for a little while. Jack was wrapped up in his angered thoughts, and I was waiting for him to respond to the apology. After a tiny bit, I heard him sigh loudly and when he turned his face towards me again since he dawdled while thinking a little bit his eyes seemed a little less harsh.

".....So you...You really don't remember last night?"

"No! I honest to god don't!" I pleaded. Jack took a step back and scanned me up and down, searching for anything that would prove I was guilty, a smile, shaky hands, sweat trickling down the back of my neck, if anything I would say I'm confused and worried more than anything else right now.

He's mad at me, and I don't want him to be. I like him too much for him to have negative feelings towards me, it hurts, a lot. Once he was done searching me up and down for a good minute or two, I could see him surrender the act silently and pushed it away, tears brimming on the line of his lower eyelids instead.

".....I see." A stream of tears slipping away and dribbling down his face, the chair underneath me disappeared and my body twitched ready to sprint over, but it didn't need to. Arms wrapped around me and slung themselves across my body as warmth spread throughout me. 

Jack's tear stained face leaned against my shoulder, and as I leaned myself forward to press us together he arched his back a small bit so we wouldn't tip. Or at least he wouldn't. Words had been caught in my mouth and everything I wanted to say was so over bearing it bundled itself up and turned into breathing instead, that being the only way to get it out in a slow painful way.

"I-I really wanna be mad at you. I r-r-really tried. You beat up the f-first friend I made be-besides you and Felix but I can't st-ay mad at y-y-you. Why....Why are you so hard to hate? I just can't help but...." A hitch catching in Jack's throat, he took a shaky breath and when his whole body rattled once, all the panic drifted out of him as if it were something that was possessing him.

"But what?...."

"....Nothing. Never mind. Just...Don't let go for a little while, okay?"

"Okay."

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Awwww, a chapter that finally shows some affection, and heart tugging XD I've been thinking about ending it soon, not right right now obviously because

A) That's cruel

B) I could never

C) It's not shaped up the way I wanted it to be.

All I'm saying is we're more than halfway through the book, mind you, we still got around a quarter to go but it's going to be nice :3 I want to finish this off before the end of February, it gives me plenty of time, and gives all of you time too so you don't have to spend hours reading at a time and it gives me time to not rush through chapters and cause it to go messy, BUT. I will be uploading a chapter on Christmas Eve, Christmas day and New Years, the rest is probably going to head back onto schedule as usual. :)

That's all I wanted to say guys <3 I'll see you on Christmas Eve and all the days I said ahead of it ^w^