I put my head in my hands and sigh. I shake my head. Why did my life have to be this way?

And there's literally nothing in my room that's sharp. Nothing.

At that, nothing in my life goes right anymore. I thought that Brad was a nice, loving person until I got to know him.

He uses me for money, he abuses me if I don't do stuff that is up to his standards. The only times I can get away from him is if one of us is out of the house. At that, if I'm not back when he wants me to be back then he abuses me too. When people ask me what happened, I'm forced to lie. But I don't want to scare them. So I have to say that I fell or something.

I don't actually know what Brad might do to me if I tell anyone that he abuses me.

I only told Signe because he wasn't around, and I know that she'll keep a secret.

But if I tell Mark, I don't know what he'll do when he finds out I told him.

I decide to go on Twitter and check out what my friends have been tweeting about lately.

Then, I saw a tweet from Mark. It read:
@markiplier: Someday I want to make #Septiplierconfirmed

I was shocked by this, I let out a little gasp. See, my secret is that I want Septiplier to be confirmed too...

I've had a crush on Mark for the longest time.

I look down at my arm, which was full of more cuts and bruises.

I know that he can treat me better.

But again, I don't want him to be scared.

I decide not to reply. I'm just tired, I need some sleep. I've barely gotten any sleep in the past week.

-Time skip-

"Hey Brad, I'm gonna go shopping for some food, is that okay?" I say standing up from the couch.

"Be back soon..." He rolls his eyes.

I roll my eyes back and walk down 3 floors of steps out to my vehicle.

I hop into the vehicle, and get it running.

"Oh my g- I forgot a sweater..." I mumble. "You know what, screw it." I say throwing my arms up in the air.

I start driving, I didn't know where I was going. I just wanted to go somewhere.

-

"Oh! The Cocoa Café!" I say as I spot one of my favourite Cafés.

I quickly park the vehicle and head inside. I tried my best to hide my cuts... With my hands.

I walk in and see a girl wearing a Jacksepticeye shirt, and on her phone. I smile as a plan comes into my head.

I walk over behind her and just kinda watch her for a few minutes.

"Hey!" I say after a few minutes. She turns around. "Hey!" She smiles. "So, whatcha doing there?" I ask. Them, she had a sudden realization. "O-oh my gosh!! Jack!!!" She gasps. "That's me!" I laugh.

"I- I don't know what to say! I can't believe I'm actually meeting you!" She smiles. "It's nice to meet you!" I say. "Do you wanna chat for a bit?"

Her mouth drops, and her eyes get wide. "O- of course!" She replies.

I laugh and sit on the opposite side of her. "The names Ashley by the way." She says. "Nice to meet you Ashley!" I smile.

"Jack?" She asks.

"Yeah?"

"Are you being... Abused?" She asks, noticing my arms.

I sigh and look at the floor. "N-no..."

"Then, what's wrong with your arms?" She asks.

I take a deep breath. "I don't know."

"You should know." She retorts.

I shake my head.

"Wait, if Brad does this to you, then why don't you just date Mark?" She asks.

A/N:
Ashley will not be an important person in this story, I was just running out of ideas for the chapter :P. So no need to remember her.